His

“Fuck, yes, fuck me, baby,” he murmured while he caressed the flesh of my backside slowly, lovingly. “So hot and tight for Daddy’s cock.”

His words spun through me, making me dizzy with the desire to be his. All his.

He kneaded the flesh of my ass with his fingers before my body relaxed and adjusted to his girth, and he finally breached the muscle and seated himself inside me. Pleasure seeped out of me and loosened every muscle in my body as I gave in to him, the sweet intrusion of his cock filling my forbidden entrance.

“Fuck, babe. So fucking tight. I need to go slow, but I don’t know if I can,” he gritted through his teeth as his palms slid around my skin, relaxing me as he slowly pushed in farther. He stopped and took deep breaths as he kneaded at the flesh of my ass cheeks before rocking in and out of me gently. A low moan escaped my throat as I threw my head back. The sensation was new and overwhelming—twinges of pain mixed with the headiest sense of pleasure and the most delicious feeling of fullness. “Baby girl, tell Daddy how much you like having me here?” He fisted one hand in my hair, giving it a soft yank.

“Yes, Daddy,” I moaned. “Please. Harder, faster, anything.” My insides quivered with lust, the need for him to take me was overwhelming. My body had adjusted to his rock hard intrusion and now craved the release he could give.

“Jesus, so fucking hot and tight and juicy for me.” He held on at my hip as he worked up a slow and steady rhythm, owning me completely, so much more than anyone else ever had. And somehow, it didn’t scare me. Instead, I loved it. I felt everything.

“Fuck, Kitty Cat, I can’t get enough of you. Every minute with you feels so goddamn perfect.” He thrust steadily as one arm wrapped around my body and tugged and massaged my clit. Waves of pleasure unfurled from deep inside and rolled out slowly, causing my body to go limp and my eyelids to flutter closed on a soft moan. My legs turned to jelly, and he supported me with one hand at my hip. My arms gave out and folded beneath me on the couch, as I rested my head on it.

I whimpered and moaned as the pleasure rushed through my system, swirled around my head, gasps wracking my body. His thrusting sped up before his fingers tightened on the flesh of my ass as his whole body shuddered and quaked.

I groaned, feeling him twitch and empty inside me, his balls tightening up with release as his chest heaved. His pumping slowed before finally coming to a stop, and he leaned over my body. I felt his hand tickle at my back as his palms smoothed up my torso, tracing across my skin, causing goose bumps to form and feel-good pheromones to erupt and release. I sighed and smiled into my arm.

“Fuck, nothing beats holding you after fucking you like an animal,” he whispered in my ear before he slowly pulled out of me. I relished the slow drag of his softening cock against my back entrance as he pulled out. He stood and pulled me into his arms, carrying me off to the bathtub and starting the hot water. “I’m going to finish up dinner while you soak. When it’s ready, I’ll bring it to you, baby, how does that sound?”

I’d never been so thoroughly worked over and so deliciously glad for it. Parker owned me. Whether I liked it or not, he’d taken me places I’d never even imagined and I had loved every second.

“I don’t think I can eat after that.” I gulped when he settled me into the hot water and dropped in a fizzing bath bomb.

“I’ll feed you.” He kissed my lips, hands caressing my skin and easing away any soreness left behind. “Watching you eat is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, and I want you to do it as much as possible.” His palms worked over my hips, drawing me agaisnt him in slow movements. “And then I plan to eat you as much as possible. I hope you’re ready for us.”

I cut my teeth into my lower lip, unable to help the broad smile stretching my cheeks. “I think I was born ready to be yours.”

He grinned, tapping my lips before rubbing them reverently. “I know you were.”

Chapter 8

Catherine

“Shit, have you two moved in together already?” Shelly asked, as she sipped her soda, tilting her head back and relaxing in the hot tub.

“Well, not moved in, moved in.”

“Hate to spoil it for you, Cat, but this is moved in, moved in. You have your own tooth brush, a drawer for all your panties. Do you even wear any panties now that you’re with Daddy hot stuff?”