Page 172 of Little Sunshine

His thrusts were vicious as he pounded into me, filling me until I ached and then taking more still. Leaning back on my arms, I wrapped my legs around him to give it all. Little zaps of electricity mixed with fire started shooting through me but didn’t have the chance to build. He eased back, and so did my release.

With only the head of his cock pressed into me, his thumb circled my clit. My pussy tightened, greedily trying to get more, but he didn’t give it.

He teased me.

Tormented me.

Used my body against me until I wanted to cry and beg.

Ash built my need until I thought I’d die, and then he froze.

“Please,” I whimpered.

“Please who?”

I didn’t hesitate. “Please, Daddy.”

He gave me what I needed, but not by fucking me. Gripping my hips, he stayed still and used his hold to move me. Sliding me up and down his length. Making me fuck him.

“Look at how you take me,” he growled. When my eyes stayed on his blazing ones, he slowed. “I said look.”

I stared down my body to where I was obscenely spread around his width. I could see my wetness coating him, my thighs, and the counter below me. I watched his length disappear as he pressed in, and the visual was enough to make my orgasm hover just out of reach.

He planted deep and stayed there, not letting me move even an inch. I could feel his hand vibrate with restraint as he wrapped his fingers around my neck. “You’re not leaving.”

It wasn’t a question, but I agreed anyway. “Okay.”

“You’re never leaving.”

Again, it wasn’t a question. It was a deranged order, but I agreed anyway. “Okay.”

I tried to rock against him. When that didn’t work, I tried begging again. “Please move, Daddy. I’m so close.”

“You don’t get to come,” he shared plainly, like he was telling me a mundane fact.

“What?” But I already knew. My punishment for running the night before. My added one for accidentally calling him Ash.

His fingertips squeezed the side of my throat as he slowly slid his length out of me, ignoring my whimpers and pleading. “On your knees.”

Not giving me the chance to obey, he lifted me and set me down on my feet before pushing on the top of my head. I dropped to kneel as I looked up at him. Waiting.

“Christ, how did I get so lucky?” Despite his tender words, his tone was harsh. The way he wrapped my hair around his hand and tugged was even more so. “Open your mouth.”

Even though he went down on me often, I hadn’t returned the act yet. I had no clue what to do or how to make it good for him.

But I didn’t have to worry about that because I wasn’t in control.

When I did as he ordered, Ash fisted himself and pressed between my lips. Fed me his cock. I could taste the tangy sweetness of my own arousal mixing with Ash’s taste. My mouth burned at how wide I had to open, and I wasn’t able to take much before a gag clenched my stomach and throat. He withdrew to just before that point. “Play with your pussy.”

I wasn’t sure I could do that kind of multitasking, but that didn’t mean I wouldn’t try. My hand went between my legs, and my fingertip landed on my clit. I moaned around Ash.

“Fuck,” he gritted out through clenched teeth as he rocked against me.

I breathed deep through my nose and tried to keep going.

“That’s it. That’s my good girl.”

I swallowed around him as my body tensed. Nearly there. On the verge of combustion.

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