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“Okay.”

King hummed his approval. “Good girl. Always my good girl.”

His hands slid lower, guiding her backward until her legs hit the edge of his bed. Her heart pounded as she looked up at him, the sheer dominance in his gaze sending a wave of heat through her.

King reached for the hem of her dress, his fingers toying with the fabric. “Let’s get you out of this,” he said before pausing to see what her reaction would be.

Ella let out a shaky breath as she nodded.

And with that, he began to undress her without rushing and with care. His every touch sent a spark of arousal all the way down to her core. Her panties were already drenched, and there was a ball of tension between her legs that she’d never felt before. Maybe she was being dramatic, but it felt as if it wasn’t released, she would die.

King lifted Ella with ease, his strong hands gripping her thighs as he encouraged her to lay down. She let out a small gasp as her back met the soft mattress, her heart beating wildly. Hehovered over her, his dark eyes scanning her face for a second before he pressed a kiss to her collarbone and then moved lower.

“You’re so beautiful, baby,” he murmured right before he latched onto one of her nipples.

The sensation made her jerk in surprise and stare down at him as he sucked her sensitive peak.

“Who do you belong to, baby?” he asked as he moved to the other side.

Ella shuddered at the possessiveness in his tone, her fingers clutching at his shoulders. “You, Daddy. I belong to you.”

He hummed his approval and pulled away from her breast. “That’s right, dollface. You belong to me. I’m going to take care of you.”

“Breathe, baby,” he whispered, his hands sliding down her sides. “Just let me take care of you.”

Ella exhaled shakily, her body arching into his touch as he kissed, licked, and nipped at her. When she reached for his shirt, he quickly helped her pull it off and then returned to worshipping her body while she used her hands to explore his muscular, tattooed torso.

She’d felt King’s cock through his pants before, so she knew it was large, but as she tried to unbuckle his belt, her fingers trembled. He wouldn’t hurt her. She knew that, but she was still nervous. The only time she’d had sex had been so uncomfortable.

As if he could read her mind, he paused and reached for his jeans, and finished stripping off his clothes. When he pulled his underwear down and let his dick spring free, she gasped and stared at it with wide eyes.

“Relax, baby. I’m going to make you nice and ready for me,” he reassured.

He moved over her again and lowered himself so his face was near her pussy. When he looked up at her and pressed a kissabove her hood, she melted. She wasn’t sure how a man as tough as King could be so tender, but somehow, for her, he was.

“Spread your legs nice and wide for me, dollface. Let me see your pretty pussy.”

A whimper escaped as she obeyed, the cool air brushing against her damp skin. King licked his lips and stared at her with hunger. Then he lowered his mouth to her clit, and she nearly burst into a million pieces. Everything around her went fuzzy, and all she could do was feel the pressure building higher and higher.

“Daddy,” she cried out. “Oh, God.”

He used his tongue and teeth to tease her clit while he brought a finger to her opening and slowly pressed in.

“That’s my good girl. So sweet, so beautiful,” he praised gently. “Touch your breasts, baby. Show me how you touch them.”

Heat spread over her, but she did as she was told and cupped her aching globes, kneading them gently before running her fingertips over the nipples. A moan escaped her lips, and he groaned against her clit, sending a vibration of pleasure through her.

Every touch, lick, kiss, and bite sent shockwaves through her, building her arousal until it was almost painful in the best way possible. Then he added another digit to her pussy, stretching her around his fingers and curling them to brush against that secret spot inside.

Ella screamed and shrieked, slapping the bed as she came apart. It was almost too much, but not enough at the same time. She wanted more. She wanted him.

“Daddy, please fuck me,” she whined. “I need you.”

King didn’t move, didn’t stop. He kept licking and sucking as he thrust his fingers in and out of her, her climax going higher and higher the more he did.

When she stopped shaking, he finally gave her what she wanted and crawled up her body, the head of his cock hovering at her entrance. He reached over to the nightstand, and a second later, she heard foil ripping, and then he started nudging inside of her.

“Hold on to me, baby. Tell me to stop if it hurts,” he told her, his eyes searching hers.

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