Page 24 of The Right Woman

With that news, I scramble into position. Is he serious? Guys always talk a big game, but I’ve had good head. Usually from older lesbians. The college girls around here don’t seem to take enough time. Besides, I end up doing more work than most of them.

So when he kneels behind me and darts his tongue through my wet labia, I’m not expecting anything.

Then, his big nose hits my asshole, and my arms drop from holding me up to stretching long in front of me until I’m pressing my core against his face. Adon doesn’t hold back. “Bring that cunt back here. Let me feast.”

He grips my thighs with his strong hands and lifts me up until I fit right against his chin as he dips the tip of his sopping wet tongue through my pussy. His scruff tickles my cheeks and inner thighs, and I squirm until he lets a leg go to spank me. The gruff gasp that clears my throat is a sound I’ve never made before.

One of his huge biceps wraps around my waist and pulls me back again until he’s practically controlling all parts of my body, his mouth working over my cunt in wild licks and flicks and presses. His lips suck on my clit as he uses the tip of his tongue to pulse right where I need it most before he backs away, thenslides up to my entrance, pokes me there, then continues on to my ass. My toes curl so tight they strain the muscles of my feet.

With force, his tongue delves into my back hole, now loose and ready for whatever he wants to do to me. My hips undulate all over his beard with reckless abandon, trying to help him out with a rhythm until he finds it. Just as he figures it out, I’m flipped over and bounce off the squeaky mattress, landing on my back.

“Don’t move.” He points at me, then spreads my legs wide and dives right back in. This time, he sticks two large digits inside and one works into my asshole while his tongue flits against my clit. The darkness coating my closed eyes alights with stars as I squeeze them shut tighter at the pleasure of the sensation attacking my body.

My left hand works itself onto his shoulder, then skims the side of his shaved head, looking for anything to grip. The other finds the tangled sheet and fists it as I scrunch my abs at the insane amount of pleasure going on between my thighs. Thighs quivering around him as I arch against the bed, releasing a torrent of moaning wails.

When his lashes flutter, and he raises his eyes up my belly and to my face, I’m done for. “D-daddy!” Serenity ripples through my body in sharp waves, shooting out from all my nerves until I squeeze everything around his fingers, his tongue, his head.

I’m a mess on the mattress. Soaked, spent, in an undeniable state of bliss. The only thing bothering me is knowing that Adon was right; he gave me the best head I’ve ever had.

A clank of a belt buckle makes my eye creep open as Adon looms over me, shedding his clothes. He rips the belt from his jeans and bends it in half, snapping the leather together a few times and jolting me to attention. Gathering my wrists, he glides the loop of belt over them until it’s tight and then does it anothertime until there’s no way I can loosen it myself. My heart pounds at the sensation.

Once he sheds the rest of his outfit, his enormous cock juts out toward me until I worry about how I’ll fit it in. I’ve done it twice, but this is the first time I’m seeing it up close and personal. It’s beyond intimidating.

He kneels on the bed, and it gives so much, I think it may break. The groans from the springs agree. As if I weigh nothing, he grabs me around the waist until my legs latch around his, and he scoots toward the head of the bed. When he sits, he places me right over the head of his cock and fits my bound wrists around his neck.

“Time to please your daddy. If I move, I’m going to break this little bed, just like I may break your pussy tonight.”

If I thought I couldn’t go another round, after his words, I’m ready again, and my clit tingles in response. He grips my chin with his finger and thumb and makes me look into his deep-set eyes. “Would you like that?”

My arousal coats the massive head of his cock as I slide over it to a better position, and I find myself nodding eagerly. “Yes, daddy.”

Chapter

Eleven

ADON

My Rosy is so tiny,she squats over my lap with a look of terror on her flushed face. Sweat drips from my forehead and my cock throbs in anticipation of her tight cunt wrapping around it for a much-needed hug. “It’s not going to fit.”

With a palm on each of her little ass cheeks, I spread her wide to help, then press my forehead to hers. “Rosy, take a deep breath. You’ve taken me twice before, and you’ll do it again. So be a big girl and slide down on it. You can do it.”

She edges her knees out wider and slips on until the entire reddened crown is inside her soaked cunt. The comfort of her is such a relief that I let my head hang back and hit the wall. “Fuck, yes. Good girl. Take another breath, baby, and try again.”

Piper’s lips draw into her mouth as she sucks in air, her pulse visibly pounding in her neck. She seems to respond well to my praise, so I rub my thumb over her thigh and encourage her. “Good. See? You can do it. Keep going until you take it all. We’ll make it fit deep. Oh, fuck.” Her chest rises and falls as rapidly as mine, both of us panting as she slowly eases herself down until her ass hits my thighs.

She weighs nothing and feels like a doll ready for my use, especially when I grab her under each thigh and lift her off my cock, then slam her back down with a lift to my hips as she reaches the hilt.

“Oh my god, Adon!” she cries out for me.

As our skin slaps together, her breath surges from her lungs, her seductive scent from her lips hitting my mouth, making me feel so intoxicated, I almost kiss her. I refrain and narrow my eyes as I watch her expression transform with lust when I do the move again. And again. I vary up the rhythm with three long strokes, then two short ones.

On one downward push, she writhes against my hips until her clit slicks along my abs over and over. Our bodies melt together, and everywhere I touch her feels like fire. “Come for me again, little girl. Show daddy how much you need this big cock inside you.”

She doesn’t answer, only grunts and works herself into a frenzy, her bound arms digging into my shoulder muscles. My hand seeks her ass as I smack it, the skin bouncing back in a ripple against my palm. With a yelp, she leans forward, away from the pain, but this only plants her lips next to mine. Another close encounter. Murmuring against her skin, I tell her, “Filthy girl. You need a daddy’s thick dick inside you to come, don’t you? No more girls. No more boys. No one else, but Daddy Don. Do you understand me, Rosy?”

Her spring green eyes fill with tears and her plush lower lip quivers, a vulnerability there that I haven’t seen before. She releases a shaky exhale while gyrating all over me and the urge to comfort whatever is happening inside her makes my arms wrap around her so tightly that she comes with a scream muffled into the crook of my neck. The heat from her violent outburst makes me long to take away any hurt she has.

“Fuck, Rosy. That’s a good girl.” My hand weaves through her hair as I hold her firm to my chest and thrust inside her while she slumps against me, sobs wracking through her throat. Her body shivers repeatedly as I climb toward my pleasure. I allow my lips to find her earlobe and suck there, whispering every good thing I can think of. “So beautiful. You’re sofuckingbeautiful. I’m so proud of you for coming on my dick. Are you good? You a good girl?”

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