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“All the way down.”
I do as commanded and I was right. He barely fits. Jaxson spreads my hair around my face and tries to pull me off him so I can fake it and bob my head like I’m going to town. But a terrible part of me, one that’s locked on to him, lusts for him, belongs to him, doesn’t want that.
I lift my head, flipping my hair back, meeting his gaze as I lap him with my tongue. I release my grip on him and drop my hands behind my back. I swear he swells even bigger when I do that.
For a moment, time stops. Our gazes lock. The glittering in his eyes is beyond need and desire; it touches on something darker and more depraved.
I might be new at all of this, real no-holds-barred sex, kink, Daddy/little girl play, but I understand that whatever it is with me and him is real.
Maybe it’ll only ever be this moment. If there’s any bit more, then it won’t move past fucking. There’s no way around that word in the elemental meaning of it. But he’s opening something up inside of me, and I want and need him there.
For as long as I can keep him.
Just like I want his cock in my mouth. I want to be the thing he can’t resist, the thing that makes him come undone.
So I suck him all the way down to the base, my mouth stretching. He groans as his cock hits the back of my throat. A guttural sound rumbles as I gag.
“Oh fuck, holy shit, little girl, you’re such a fucking liar.” He tugs my head up by my hair, his cock glistening, wet from my mouth, curving upward and so thick, I need it between my thighs. Now.
“I’m not.” I try to reach his cock again, but he won’t let me. It’s a very particular brand of cruelty, one that hurts us both, because his jaw is clenched from the physical effort it takes not to shove me back down on his shaft. I see it in the tension vibrating through him.
I’m shaking with the need for him, my mouth watering to be filled one more time with him.
“Yes, you have. Don’t lie, or your punishment will be worse.” He strokes a hand over my head as I reach for him. “Hands behind your back, slut.”
I take him in, working him down to the back of my throat, only to come back up. Each time I go down, I want more. My clit throbs as he fills my mouth. My body aches for more.
“Faster. Deeper.” He lets out a low groan, one that spurs me on.
He uses me as a toy for his pleasure, winding my hair around his fist. Then he starts to move me on him, pressing my head down and thrusting harder and deeper. Even when I gag, he holds me in place. It’s such erotic chaos that goes on forever but not long enough, and when he tries to pull me off, I fight him.
“Fuck, Dakota.”
He pushes me down harder, grinding my head into him as he thrusts into my mouth. His cock twitches, spasming in my mouth. The sharp taste of his cum hits the back of my throat. I can’t breathe as I swallow him down, drinking him in. Cum drizzles out of the sides of my mouth as I lap him up. And when he’s done, he moves me away from him.
The world’s shifted as I gaze up at him. There’s a thick thrill in the air and I’m there to serve, to be punished or coddled, to be loaned out, fucked, used, loved in that Daddy-Master way.
I want that. I want to please him more. I need him to call me good, special, perfect. His little girl.
I crawl over to him and lean to lick and kiss his cock. It’s still so hard for me and I?—
“Put me away, little girl.”
A small rumbling sound escapes my lips as a protest, but I do as asked. I’m half floating, still in a semi-dream state, and I relish the opportunity to touch him. He strokes my cheek with a gentle hand.
“Good girl.”
Jaxson pulls me onto his lap. My pulse hammers against my throat. It’s a show, I remind myself, even as I snuggle against him. His hand slips between my thighs, grazing the wetness. I let my legs fall open for him and gasp as his fingers delve into me. He pumps his fingers, curling them to rub against my G-spot.
“Give me your mouth, Dakota.”
I raise my head, everything swimming in a sea of delicious sensations as the heat and need builds in my pussy.
Jaxson strokes my clit as he kisses me. They’re soft, sweet kisses, perfectly at odds with the rough edge of his finger-fucking. Tingles explode in my core, shooting out to the tips of my fingers and toes, and I come. It’s violent. My whole being is consumed by it. I thrash in his arms and he doesn’t stop. This time he takes my mouth again in a deep, naked kiss that matches the intensity of his fingers. He pushes through the layers of sensitivity, ripping them back until it’s pure need and desire again. The rolling waves of orgasm that crash over me this time drown every cell of me. I’m flooded by it, and I scream.
He strokes me through the aftershock waves, soothing the edges. And when I’m finished, I’m weak. Boneless.
“Taste.” Jaxson pushes two very wet fingers into my mouth, then dips his head and sucks on his thumb.
