Page 31 of Margo

She did exactly as she was told, parting her lips and softly kissing the tip. She did it again and then opened her mouth, taking him in. First just the head and then his length, all the way into her mouth until she gagged. “Oops. Sorry, Daddy.”

“It’s okay, little one. Relax your throat and try again.”

She nodded and licked her lips and grabbed the length of his cock with both hands, guiding it into her mouth. This time she didn’t gag, licking and sucking until he tossed his head back and moaned.

“That’s it, little one. Just like that.”

He slipped his hand between her legs. “Suck Daddy’s cock while he plays with your pretty pussy.”

She continued stroking and sucking but arched her hips to allow him better access.

He strummed her soft folds, loving the way her body seemed to welcome him.

“I want to stick my cock in your sweet little pussy,” he told her, leaning down to whisper in her ear.

“Mmm, yes, please, Daddy,” she mumbled with her mouth still full of cock.

He pulled out of her mouth and held his cock in one hand while finger fucking her with the other. When her body tensed and her back arched and she looked like she was close to the edge, he extracted his fingers and climbed onto the bed, lying on his belly between her legs.

“Daddy! What are you doing?”

“Just… tasting the goods,” he hummed before burying his face between her legs and licking her.

“Oh god,” she moaned as he began to feast, swirling his tongue inside her. “Please… stop. Please… oh… god… don’t stop.”

He ignored both of her contradicting pleas and continued to make her writhe and gasp as he ate her pussy. Just when she was about to come, he stopped, pulled himself up on his knees, retrieved a condom from the nightstand, and after rolling it on, buried his cock inside her with one swift thrust.

Once he was in her, Margo turned into a wild woman. Where before she’d lain gasping and writhing, content to lie back and enjoy him eating her pussy or fucking her face, now she was fully engaged.

Her hands gripped his hips, guiding him as he thrust in and out. When he lowered himself to balance on his forearms, and covered her lips with his, she kissed him deeply, like he was her air and she was dying without him. Her hands roamed over his bald head, down his shoulders and back and dug into the fleshy skin of his butt. She screamed and cried his name as he fucked her, arching her body to take every inch of him like the good girl she was. Oh hell. She turned him on. As sweet and innocent as she was during the day, Margo turned into a wildcat underneath him.

“Daddy!” she moaned his name with every thrust.

“That’s it. Daddy’s good girl. Take my cock like the good girl you are.”

“I will, Daddy.” Her eyes were wide and glazed with lust. She licked her lips. “I want it. I want all of you. I want you to take me everywhere and use me however you see fit.” Her cheeks flushed as if she were embarrassed by the words that left her mouth. “It’s never… I’ve never felt like this! I’ve never had a man take me so completely and still leave me wanting more. I just want to please you, Daddy.”

“Oh you do, baby, you do. You please Daddy so much. Daddy… is… so… so…pleased!” Each word came out in a grunt as his pleasure built and he spiraled toward orgasm at lightning speed. He wasn’t coherent enough to put it into words, but he’d never felt like this either. Going through the actions at first, it had felt like a fuck. Like any fuck he could have had with any chick he met at any bar or club in his past, but the second he tasted her, making her pleasure his own, and heard her call him Daddy in the throes of passion, it had become so much more. He realized that with him and Margo there was a level of intimacy he wasn’t used to, especially for a first experience with someone. It could only grow from here.

Even as the blood in his veins felt like it was reaching a boiling point, and his whole body seemed to swell with passion, he wasn’t just thinking of his own pleasure. He was still more worried about hers. He forced himself to slow down and kissed her again, first her lips and then her neck, trailing kisses down her collarbone to her breast.

Reaching for her hands, he interlocked their fingers and held them in his. “Come with me, babygirl,” he whispered, looking into her eyes. “Come for Daddy.”

Their gazes locked and they stared deep into each other’s eyes. Somehow it made every touch feel even better, every nerve ending more alive.

“Come for Daddy,” he whispered again, thrusting his cock deep inside her. Her eyes widened, her pupils dilating to show her arousal and she bobbed her head almost frantically.

“Yes, Daddy, I will. I am. I’m… gonna… come!” Each word burst from her lips louder than the one before, the last one leaving as a primal screen as her body tensed and her orgasm rushed to the surface. Knox let go of what little control he’d been managing to maintain, and they came together, each of them screaming out their release, faces flushed, chests heaving.

When he finished, Knox all but collapsed on top of her, panting and spent. “Oh, babygirl,” he murmured, tucking her messy locks behind her ears and kissing her reddened face. “Oh, babygirl. That was… that was perfect. So amazing.”

Margo’s eyes were closed as she lay there catching her breath, but they fluttered when he praised her and then she smiled cheekily. “Was it worth it, Daddy? Do you forgive me for not being able to wait?”

“Yes, babygirl. So much. Do you forgive me for not being able to control myself and give you the sweet lovin’ you deserve?” The sentiment behind his words was genuine but his delivery was saucy as he drawled out the word loving and tacked on a wink at the end.

Margo just shook her head from side to side on the pillow. “Silly Daddy, there’s nothing to forgive. If you’d given me any more loving I wouldn’t be able to move.”

Knox thought of all the things he could do and wanted to do and would do given the chance. “Challenge accepted,” he replied.