Page 102 of Ruin Me, Daddy

“Just as sweet as I remember. You ready for Daddy’s cock in your ass, baby?”

“God, yes. Please, Daddy, please fuck my ass. I need to come so bad, I’m dying.”

“Such a greedy little girl,” he said with a low chuckle as he pulled the still-vibrating plug from her bottom. He switched it off and set it aside before positioning the tip of his cock at her entrance.

Full. From the moment he pushed past that initial resistance, all she could think of was how full she felt. Body, heart, and soul. Every bit of her was full of him, and only him.

There was pain, as she’d expected, sharp bites of it as he stretched her ass beyond anything she’d experienced before. When she whimpered, he stopped with his cock still only halfway inside her, running his hands down her trembling thighs.

“Breathe, baby. You’re being such a good girl for me, I just need you to breathe and relax a bit. Can you do that, my beautiful goddess?”

“Trying,” she said, her breaths coming in sharp, ragged pants as she struggled to accommodate him. Unlike her pussy, it was taking much longer for her bottom hole to stretch for him, and she was beginning to think he’d never fit.

“My pretty little slut.” He crooned the words, and in an instant, her muscles loosened. “There we go. I knew you could do it. See how well you take me, baby? You’re going to take all of me, and you’re going to come with your ass full of your Daddy’s cock.”

As he made the promise, his fingers found her clit, expertly rolling the swollen nub until the pleasure washed away the pain.

“Daddy, please!” Her desperate pleas echoed around the room as she arched up, inviting him in. “Please, please, let me come.”

“Almost, baby.”

Another bite of pain as he pushed even further inside her. But now it melded with pleasure so exquisite, she could barely tell one from the other. Little by little, he worked himself into her most forbidden hole, until finally, he came to rest, all of him buried inside her.

“There we go.” Experimentally, he rocked his hips, just enough for her to feel the slide of him, in and out, scraping along the overly sensitive inner walls of her ass. “Fucking hell, baby. You feel even better than I ever imagined. Are you going to come for me, pretty girl?”

“God, yes. Please, yes.”

Another flex, another wave of that agonizing mix of pain and pleasure washing over her. “Then come for me, baby. Come for Daddy.”

Molten-hot need flooded her veins, overwhelming her as he fucked her with short, shallow thrusts. She screamed for him, screamed for Daddy as it the orgasm crashed over her, leaving her breathless and panting on the bed.

“Beautiful,” he murmured as the tremors subsided. “Now it’s Daddy’s turn.”

Gripping her thighs so tightly she knew she’d proudly be wearing his bruises in the morning, he pulled out further than he had before. And when he slammed back into her, she arched up with a cry as more pain, more pleasure than she’d ever known threatened to drown her.

“Daddy, please. I need… I need…”

“I know what you need, baby.” His words were a low growl as he fucked her. “You need Daddy to fill this pretty little ass with his cum. You need to fall asleep tonight knowing I own every fucking inch of this gorgeous body. Isn’t that right, baby?”

“Yes, god, yes.”

“Beg me, baby. Beg Daddy to fill your ass all the way up.”

Now it was humiliation washing over her, mingling with pain and pleasure in a cocktail that was so perfectly Ice it nearly unraveled her. “Please, Daddy. Please.”

“Please, what, baby? Tell Daddy exactly what you want.”

Her cries filled the air when he thrust back into her. “Please f-fill my ass with your c-cum. Please, I need to feel you inside me, Daddy, please.”

“God, you beg so pretty. I could listen to you beg for my cock every day for the rest of my life and never tire of the sound. Of course Daddy will fill your pretty little bottom, baby.”

With one final stroke, he buried himself to the hilt, his cock swelling inside her ass, stretching her even more as the hot stream of his cum filled her in the most humiliating way possible.

But there was pride there, along with the humiliation and pleasure when he collapsed on the bed beside her, his chest rising and falling with deep, ragged breaths. “You were fucking incredible, baby. C’mere.”

Already, sleep was dragging her under as she snuggled into his chest. And her last thought before she succumbed was that Elias Turner had officially ruined her for any other man.

And that was just the way she liked it.

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