Page 17 of Obsessed Daddy
The memory of him demanding I moan louder sends a shock straight to my clit as I nod.
“Good. The same rules apply here. Understood? You need to moan loud for Daddy.”
I run my fingers through his hair and squeeze my thighs together around his face as his big hands hold me in place, his mouth devouring me, his tongue sliding over my clit.
“Oh God,” I moan, squirming against his touch. “That feels good!”
“Good girl, using your words. I want to hear everything,” he groans as he eats some more, scrubbing his beard haphazardly against my crease as though he’s trying to moisturize. “You taste like a fucking angel, but this is it tonight. I want you to be Daddy’s special girl, but I can’t take your virginity here.” His voice is ragged as he carries me to the edge of the desk, the unstable structure wobbling as he sets me down.
“How do you know I’m a virgin?”
“Daddy can tell you’re untouched, princess.” He brushes his hand down over my cheek and tugs my tits from my dress, leaning in to suckle each one slowly as they spike in the cool air that rushes in behind his touch. “You’re so perfect. I want your first time to be perfect too.”
“This is everything I never knew I wanted,” I moan, leaning my neck back as he continues to tug and nibble each nipple. “Take me, Daddy.”
I don’t know what I’m saying, but if he doesn’t fuck me right now, I might push him into the chair and take his cock for myself.
A low, rolling growl lifts up from his throat. “Spread your legs, little girl. Let me see every part of your soft pussy.”
He unbuckles his jeans as I spread my legs, his gaze mapping me like I’m the key to an ancient, buried treasure he’s spent a lifetime searching for.
He releases a low, primal hum as he says, “You’re so wet for me. You like being Daddy’s girl, don’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy. I love being your girl.” I’m a wreck, my pussy twitching, my nipples hard, every nerve in my body buzzing with desperation to be filled and stretched.
Noise carries from outside the room, and though the band is loud and people are screaming, I hear the distinct sound ofkeys jingling outside the door. Clint must hear it too because he drags a chair over to wedge it beneath the handle that’s moving.
I should probably be focused on the drama we’re causing outside of this room, but somewhere along the way, Clint’s jeans fell to the floor, his boxers went with them,and now all I see is cock!
I’m not usually that girl, I swear. I’d appreciate a man’s eyes or his personality over his dick most days, but right here, in the heat of the moment, when this giant man walks toward me with the thickest, hardest, longest cock I’ve ever seen, my eyes won’t look away.
It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen. Truthfully, I don’t know how he carries it around.
“You okay?” He nods once, his gaze drunken with desire.
How does this man desireme?
“Yeah, I’m…” I blow out a breath. “I need you.”
He traces my lips with his thumb and leans in slowly. “You know what happens when Daddy takes you, right?”
I nod once, remembering what he told me last night. “I’ll belong to you.”
“That’s right.” He drags his sandpaper hand down over my frame, circles my nipples, and spreads my legs slightly as he tugs me to the edge of the desk. “The second Daddy takes this little pussy, you’re mine.”
My eyes widen and I hold his gaze as his massive cock slides against my sticky-wet opening.
“Mine,” he growls as he presses in slowly. “All mine.”
I’ve never even worn a tampon, so the feeling of his thick cock stretching me is like nothing I’ve ever felt. At first, it stings, and then it burns intensely. I bite back the pain and lower my head against his chest.
“Fuck, you’re tight.” He exhales slowly and tips my chin up toward him until our eyes are on one another again. “You okay?”
“Yeah,” I pant, still feeling the stretch. “It’s just a little… ouch.”
“Aww… my little girl.” He brushes his rough hand down over the side of my face slowly. “You want Daddy to stop?”
“No! I want you to go deeper! I want you to fill me up! Make me yours, Daddy! I need your come!” The second the words come out of my mouth, I feel like a filthy, little slut. I’m begging for this man’s come. A man that was engaged to my sister!
