Page 49 of His Lucky Babygirl

It was perverse how wet the thought made her.

“Daddy’s pretty ringing toy.”

The heat ran to her cheeks and she held her breath as she watched Wes put the clamps on one at a time. He adjusted the tension, easing it back when she rose on her toes.

“How does it feel?”

“Tight. Steady pinching, but not painful.”

“Good girl. Hands on the horse, present yourself.”

Melody quickly bent over the bed, she buried her face in her arms aware of the bells ringing with every movement.

“I could stare at you all day." Wes moved around the room gathering items. He stood beside her, setting down items on the bed.

“Relax.”

Melody gasped, flexing her toes while staying still. Wes made slow work of pressing two slick fingers into her ass. He twisted and spread them apart until she squealed.

“Daddy!” Her back bowed and pleasure sparked her core.

“You’re wound tonight. Good.”

Melody focused on her breathing, twisting her ankles and pressing her feet together. “Oh. My. Ohh–”

“Do you like when I fill your ass, Melody?”

She whined in reply, pressing her thighs together needing friction and release.

Wes leaned in and grabbed a fist full of her hair. He pulled her up and her weight shifted, increasing the pressure of his fingers deep in her ass. “Do you want Daddy to fill you full of his cock?”

“I’ve only had toys,” she whispered, her heart beating faster with her breathing.

“Not for long.” His fingers moved slowly inside her.

“W-what?!” Melody’s eyes widened. “I don’t think they’re meant to take soda cans!”

His laugh shook through her. “Soda can? Is that PG for Daddy’s got a fat cock?”

Melody’s breath caught and her muscles clenched tightly at his words.

“I can’t wait to sink inside you. I felt that. Does it make you nervous, Melody?” His brow arched and he held her gaze.

Melody’s ears grew hot and she nodded.

“What was that?”

“Yes, that part.”

“Which part, Melody?”

She pressed her lips tightly together knowing she wasn’t getting out of it. “Daddy is too big.”

“You think so? Hmm.” He pushed three fingers past the first knuckle and fed off every reaction she gave him. “Just means I’ll take my time splitting you open.”

He kissed her cheek and guided her back onto her hands and knees.

“This isn’t very wide…now.” Wes made slow work of the plug, teasing her slick hole, pushing forward until it was seated firmly inside her.

---