Page 71 of His Lucky Babygirl

Melody whined and bucked beneath him.

“You’re so beautiful when you’re needy.”

“Y-yes, Daddy.”

His hand slipped between her thighs, his mouth attaching to a clamped and throbbing nipple.

Melody whined beneath him, uncaring if anyone heard.

He turned her into a pulsing knot of need. Her focus torn between his warm mouth and his seeking fingers.

“Let me in,” he whispered, pressing two slick fingers against her ass. He turned his attention to her other breast. He nipped the skin behind the clamp and her breath caught on a sob.

The distraction allowed her to relax and he seated his middle two fingers inside her, angling forward to press against the right spot.

Her pussy swelled and she creamed against his arm and down his wrist.

“Daddy’s pretty little slut.” He leaned up and kissed her soundly, only pulling away when she pleaded for air.

“Are you going to come all over my hand with an empty pussy and my fingers stretching this tight hole for my cock.”

She shivered at the images his words assaulted her with.

“I think you should.” Wes tugged the chain with his teeth and she cried out.

The orgasm hit without warning and tears sprang to her eyes. She gasped for air, her heart pounding in her ears as she rode out her orgasm.

In her haze she felt his fingers withdraw from her, replaced by the pressure of a cool rounded tip plug. It slid and curved inside her, Wes’ palm pressed against her ass seating the toy in place.

“Breathe.”

Melody panted, her muscles tightened against the cold steel intrusion.

Wes ran his finger over her slit, returning to the plug and pushing it firmly into place. His eyes met with hers, showing no signs of granting her relief. “If I want to fill your ass, I’m going to fill your ass.” He pulled the chain. “If I want you balancing the edge of ‘give me more’ and ‘I can’t, it’s too much’,” his voice trailed and he brushed a tear from her cheek.

Melody panted, her senses overloaded with need and want. The curved T-base of the plug rested against the curve of her ass and it warmed with the heat from her skin.

She sagged back in her chair cocoon, giving him full and unguarded access to her body.

“Still with me babygirl?”

Licking her bottom lip she nodded, her eyes opening and meeting his.

“If you’re uncomfortable in any way…”

“R-respectfully.” She cleared her throat and looked at him pointedly. “Besides the very desperate need to come. I’m Fi–INE!” Her voice raised in alarm at the sudden zing to her stretched hole. “Fuck was that!”

“Such a mouth on you tonight.” Wes shook his head in mocking sadness. “Are we feeling okay?”

“I’ll be okay when you tell me why my butt–oh, shi-UK!” She choked in a breath as another pulse took the wind from her lungs. Leaving her a tangled knot of nerves.

“Oh, this? E-stim plug it’ll send short sudden wavelengths to the wearer.” He explained calmly, assaulting her with two pulses back to back. “It’s been compared to a taser…for your ass.”

Her muscles shook, coating his hand in her slick. Melody whined into the pillow, grinding her ass into the seat.

“Hmm, it’s like getting your ass punished from the inside.” He pinched her clit and held pressure, waiting for the right moment to release. “Are you regretting those checks yet, Melody?”

Wes didn’t give her time to answer or catch her breath before sending her on the next wave.

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