Page 32 of Barron

Yoanni’s mouth watered as Barron’s chest—every muscle chiseled to perfection, tattooed with beautiful tribal patterns on shoulders and biceps—appeared before her starving eyes. A burning ache and strange sadness surged in her. He was so beautiful, and she’d missed him so much that scalding tears welled in her eyes. Yoanni was an emotional wreck.

Barron stripped off the rest of his clothes, glanced up at her, and frowned. “What’s this? Tears? Baby, why?” Climbing onto the bed, he crawled to her.

“I-I’ve missed you so much,” she sobbed, stretching her arms out to him.

He straddled her hips and caged her between his elbows as he dropped tiny kisses on her forehead, nose, and lips. “Don’t be sad, please.”

“I’m not sad. It’s just…”

“What?” He nuzzled her neck, then moved up, burying his nose in her hair.

“I…ah.” Her throat tightened. Emotions got in the way, and words broke before she could get them out, especially with Barron kissing her everywhere.

“Yes?” he murmured, nibbling on her earlobe.

“H-happy. I’m happy.”

He took her mouth, pressed her lips open with his insistent tongue, and she let herself go. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she plunged into the vortex. The delicious sensation of his ravenous lips on her and his urgent tongue exploring and tasting every part of her felt decadent and delicious. Yoanni would never tire of his arousing masculine taste and scent.

If possible, she wanted all of him and more, and she didn’t hold back. “Oh, Daddy. Take me, fill me. I want all of you in me.”

“All of me?”

“Yes.” She arched, pressing and rubbing her aching nipples against his muscled chest. “Now. I need you now.”

Damn right she couldn’t wait. She’d been waiting for months. Her clit twitched, and her core clenched and released, anxious for his penetration.

“But, baby. I wanted to go slow.”

“No. Not slow,” she exclaimed. Turning her head side to side, she writhed under him. “I want you now. Please.”

“As you wish.” Barron lifted her right leg. “Wrap it around my waist.”

His voice hardened, and she rejoiced in the demanding tone. This was where she wanted to be, deep in the world of Barron’s domination, obeying and submitting. The space where Daddy took over her pleasure and gave orders she didn’t want to resist.

Leaning over, she tried to see when he anchored a knee under her butt.

“Curious, Nugget?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Not allowed. Stop fumbling around and look at me. Now.”

His blue gaze consumed her, and she wouldn’t dream ofdisobeying, especially when he lifted her left leg and draped it over his shoulder. He had her pussy and the opening of her core wedged against the crown of his dick. He gave her a wicked smile. “Your wish is always my command.”

She nearly jumped at the pinching burn up her ass, but by some miracle managed to silence her exclamation.

“First, I take this, baby girl.” He shoved his finger all the way up her butt. “Then I take this.” In one powerful thrust of hips, he impaled himself to the end in her core. She’d asked for it and he’d given it to her.

“Oh. Oh.” Full to the max, she gasped at the stretching sensation.

“Mmm, my baby girl’s pussy is so hot and so tight,” he murmured, bending close to her lips. “I’m going to take your mouth last, but first, I want to know how this feels.”

Barron was going to blow her mind. As soon as he spoke, he pushed a second finger up her ass. Through the thin layer of her flesh, he scissored both digits against his cock. “Fuck, that is so good,” he growled. “Do you like that? Answer, and I’ll fill your mouth.”

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” Her reply sounded endless to her. Then he filled her mouth with his tongue, fulfilling the crazy demands she’d made at the height of her arousal. His possession was complete and thorough. He invaded every fuckable orifice in her while giving her the workout she’d asked for. He pistoned, swept, and pushed. In turn, she sucked, writhed, and bucked. A lovemaking session he’d started sweet and gentle, she’d turned volcanic and passionate with her needs.

Clinging to his waist and shoulder as he arched his torso, she dragged her nails down his back. He yelped, and she bit his lip, unstoppable in her ferocious hunt. Without releasing her, he lifted onto his knees, deepening the angle of penetration.

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