Page 32 of Shadow

He stood all the way up and reached for the hem of his shirt. “Get the rest of your clothes off, then.”

She scrambled to obey him, and he stripped his own clothes off while she pulled her shirt over her head. When they were both naked, he crawled onto the bed and hovered over her again. “God, you’re so perfect.”

She cried out when he thrust two fingers inside her. It was a delight to find her soaked and accepting of his invasion.

“That’s a good girl. Come on Daddy’s fingers.”

He wasn’t sure why he was going so hard on the Daddy Dom thing. It had always been part of his identity in the kink community, but he’d never pushed it like this before. Maybe it was seeing her running into that burning building the other day, or that someone was tormenting her. Or perhaps it’s what he’d wanted to be for her all along but never felt like he could because of his job. You couldn’t be a very good Daddy when you were flying around the world in the dead of night and never knew when you’re coming back to the states.

He shoved the thoughts out of his head and focused on the squirming girl beneath him. She deserved his full attention. It only took him a minute or two to find the spots he remembered she liked having touched. His thumb settled just above her clit, just out of range of where she wanted it. She whimpered, bucking against his hand, trying to get it into the right spot.

“What’s the matter, baby? Do you need something?”

“Please, let me come,” she moaned.

He pumped faster in and out of her and grazed her clit with his thumb. “I’m not stopping you. Come for me.”

Soon he would keep her on the edge and make her dance on it for a while. But right now, he just wanted to get lost in her and feel her squeeze his cock.

“God, yes. Fuck,” she moaned when the orgasm ripped through her. He stared at her gorgeous face as it contorted from pleasure. His perfect little brat.

“Get ready for Daddy’s cock, baby girl. I’m aching for you, so this is going to be hard and fast.”

He pulled his fingers free and rolled on the condom he’d pilfered from Peter’s playroom. Then he settled himself between her thighs and drove into her.

She cried out and her legs wrapped around him as she tried to pull him deeper.

“God damn it I’ve missed being here,” he groaned as he eased out and slammed into her again.

“I’ve missed this, too. Fuck me, Ripley. Please? I need to feel it.”

She wanted him to be rough. Her nails dug into his back as she bucked against him.

And he lost control of the animal inside. Soon they were a frenzy of biting and fucking. He sank his teeth into her neck, and she screamed as he pounded into her harder than ever.

“Come again. I’m close, baby girl. I want to feel you squeeze me.”

Her entire body tensed as the orgasm washed over her. Her cunt gripped his cock, and he growled as his own impending release grew more intense.

She screamed when he bit her again, and he was fairly sure her nails were drawing blood by the time he came with a loud roar.

He collapsed on top of her and tried to catch his breath when the orgasm subsided.

“Daddy, you’re crushing me,” she whimpered a few minutes later. He chuckled and nipped at her neck again before rolling off her.

“Be right back, baby.”

He walked to the bathroom to discard the condom and get a rag to clean them both up with.

“You know I’m on birth control, right? Condoms aren’t necessary as long as we’re both clean. My last test was right after the divorce and I haven’t been with anyone since,” she said shyly as he cleaned them both up.

Ripley winked and stood, tugging on boxers. “Good information to have. I had one as part of my exit process.”

He sat in the middle of the bed and patted the spot next to him. “Come here.”

He grabbed the chocolate bar and a water and passed them both to her, then turned on the smart TV.

“They have a bit of everything, it looks like. What do you consider trash TV these days?” he asked.

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