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She looks relieved. What the hell have the people in her life been doing to her?
“Okay.” She exhales the word so quickly, like that’s the only way she can speak without stuttering, and of course I want to ask about that too, but I won’t bombard her any further.
Lifting each leg to prop her feet on my shoulders, I get us back on track—me getting inside her. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything so desperately in my life. This position forces her to lean back and open her thighs.
Kissing along her exposed ankle, I leave her leggings on for now, hating that they’re in my way but understanding she needs the barrier for the moment. Minute by minute, she relaxes a bit more with each touch of my lips as I switch from one leg to the other and back again until I’m at her knees.
Running my hands up the outside of her thighs, her feet dangle over my back, holding me without realizing it. “Are you wet, kitten?” She stills, her breathing stops, and her eyes widen as red tinges her cheeks. “You’re beautiful when I catch you off guard.”
Her lips tilt in the barest of smiles. I slip a hand between her thighs and lightly smack her pussy, igniting the heat of her desire, waiting for an answer.
“Yes, Daddy.” Not a fucking hesitation. Her calling me Daddy is nearly enough for me to explode in my pants.
“Good girl, you let Daddy know when you’re ready for him to remove your pants; got it?” I swat her again when she doesn’t answer right away. Her teeth sink into her bottom lip, and she gasps before nodding furiously.
Maintaining eye contact, I dip my head, open my mouth, and groan around her pussy as her scent fills my nostrils and her heat warms my tongue. Sucking on her like a juicy peach, her body jerks, and her back bows up off the bed. Balling her fists in the blanket, she makes the cutest little noises, like music to my ears.
I release her, wait a beat, watching as she tries to get her body under control. Slapping her now-soaked pussy three times, she jolts into my face, so I repeat it; only this time, I hold her down by the hips so she can’t fight me.
Laving her pussy with my tongue sends her over the edge until I grasp her clit between my teeth and gently rub as she cries out and comes against my face, soaking through her panties and leggings while I lick up her sweet treat.
“So fucking delicious, pretty girl.” Each growled word makes me twitch as I try to get away.
Granting her relief, I sit up and slowly unbutton my shirt as she comes back to herself. After catching her breath, Hester watches me through slitted eyes as I slowly remove my shirt and toss it to the side. With a quick grip to the back of her thighs, I push her legs wide open and lean down for one more taste. Licking from bottom to top, she squirms and whines until I begin kissing her belly. With her legs hooked in my elbows and my hands on her side, she folds as I travel up her body, pushing her sweater up as I go so I can taste her creamy skin, nibbling on every little dip and valley I find. Her praise stiffens my dick.
“Oh, Daddy, yes.” Does she even realize she’s not tripping over her words? Until she’s more comfortable talking about it, I won’t mention it. “Please,” she sighs as her fingers scrape across my scalp, holding me to her body.
Fucking love that she doesn’t wear a traditional bra. It’s like these little half tank tops that are damn easy to push past her delightful tits, exposing the peaked nipples for me to love on. She’s so sensitive as I suck one into my mouth and scrape my teeth across the buds.
“C-c-cato.” She stutters for an entirely different reason this time.
“Excuse me?” I’m not gentle when I swat her ass this time.
“Sorry, Daddy,” she whispers, but I catch the twinkle in her eye. I think my girl enjoys being spanked.
“Oh, kitten, the things you just revealed.” Five quick swats and her eyes roll back and her body clenches. A vixen hides behind this shy exterior, and I’m fucking excited to coax her out to play.
CHAPTER 14
Hester
My body is not my own anymore. Cato has taken total control of my actions and responses, and if I’m brutally honest, I never want it back. I want to give him everything he wants. Everything I’m quickly learning I also want.
The spanking? Surprisingly pleasurable. I’ve read about it so much, been curious, but nothing could have prepared me for how my body reacted to his hand slapping between my thighs. I’ve craved that possessive feeling my entire life and had no idea.
“D-d-daddy.” Nerves cause me to stutter again as he sucks on my nipples. Clearing my throat, I say it louder, stronger, “Daddy?”
His eyes, normally like melting chocolate, are nearly black, he’s so lost in his need for me. “Yes, kitten.” He nips my nipple; it stings and my pussy throbs.
“Own me.” I hold my breath as Cato seems to absorb my words. He releases my legs, sweeps my sweater and bralette over my head, then glides his hands down my body to remove my leggings and panties, leaving me bare before him while he’s still partially clothed.
Standing up, he removes his shoes and socks, grabs my hand, and pulls me into a sitting position, placing my fingers on his belt and demanding, “Take them off for me.”
I freeze; my only ability is to stare up at the man who looks ready to kill. Though I’m quickly realizing there’s not much difference in the intensity of his eyes and face when he’s ready to cause harm and ready to make me scream. Only the way his fingers are gentle on my skin lets me know he’s holding himself back from taking me the way he truly wants to, and I don’t think I’m ready to let that particular beast out of the bag just yet.
“Yes, Daddy.” Using both hands, I unbuckle his belt while his head drops back on his shoulders and he lets out a painful groan as his hands dive into my hair, using it as an anchor. It’ll be hell getting the tangles out later.
“Fuck, yesss,” he moans as I release the zipper. The heavy belt takes his pants down with it, dropping with a thud. Stunned at what’s revealed, despite having felt him against my core, I wasn’t expecting him to be so large.
