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I watched her attempts, amused.
"Getting desperate already?"
She scrunched her face, her hips swaying from side to side, as if that would change what I expected from her.
By now, she should have learned that I possessed nearly infinite patience. I was acutely aware of the twitching in my cock, how painfully hard it was, and how I yearned to penetrate her fully so that her pussy could welcome me.
Since she didn't respond, I decided to turn the tables. "Do you remember what you said to me earlier? That I should also try masturbating?"
I pressed my hand over hers, which was still busy between her legs.
"And my answer was that I wouldn't use my hand, but your body?"
Her breath caught.
So I penetrated her deeper than ever before as the position allowed me to lean over her and bring her legs closer to her body while her pelvis stretched openly toward me.
"Feels good. Hold your legs tight. I don't think your clit needs attention if I'm just using you to get a little relief."
She gasped, shocked, or perhaps because I repeatedly hit that sweet spot that sent shivers through her entire body.
Within seconds, the shocked sound turned into a moan. Now her fingers were on her thighs, holding them together and close to her body as I thrust into her repeatedly, enjoying the view of her face.
"How do you like being used by me now, hmm?"
Her moaning grew louder.
"Shut the fuck up," I growled, still with an amused smile on my lips. "If you're a replacement for my hand, you don't make any noises."
Amelia shook her head in protest, so I leaned forward, my fingers thoughtfully gliding over her full lips. "Or have you changed your mind?"
"Yes," she gasped, her eyes rolling slightly. "Because your cock is so deep in me and feels so good that I don't know how I ever lived without it."
Another twitch raced through my cock. Who was really finishing whom with their words?
"Then say it."
"Please use me, Daddy. Make me come on your cock, and then fuck me harder for being such a good girl." What came out of her mouth was a mix of pleading, moaning, and begging, and it was more than enough to convince me to abandon my earlier plans.
I directed her legs from my shoulders to wrap around my waist, released her hand and wrapped mine around her neck, the other on her breasts. Only then did I begin to truly fuck her.
Her hand snaked back between her legs, her fingers finding a rhythm on her clit that matched my thrusts. Within moments, I could feel she was nearing her climax.
It was going to be the first of many, for under no circumstances would I let her out of our little game after just one. I planned to demand more from her, shift her into different positions, and feel her climax on my cock again and again… until I was ready to grant her final lingering wish.
Hearing Amelia moan my name made everything feel much more intense. But it didn't stop there. Whenever she called me Daddy, the part of me that used to feel conservative seemed to die away. It was like jumping out the window with no way back. I had always been dominant, but with Amelia, it reached new heights. Not because I thought she was incapable of making decisions or leading her life, but as a matter of respect for me. A byproduct of the intense connection I felt. The deep richness of our experience. It felt natural and was never forced as it only truly worked when she engaged with it and desired it just as much. Dominance only worked when the counterpart was present. When she willingly bestowed that power upon me…
"Tell me you're mine," I whispered to her.
By now, I couldn't even decide which were my favorite words coming from her mouth. These? Others? It didn't matter. Everything that passed her sinful lips held a special place in my memory and especially in my heart.
"I'm yours," she said with a sigh. "Yours alone." Amelia's eyebrows furrowed as if she managed to think clearly for a second.
"I belong to you, Daddy."
With that, I was utterly undone, and every thrust that followed was solely focused on giving her as much pleasure as possible.
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