Page 52 of Jealous Boss

But I’m diving in. Licking my girl from clit to hole in one greedy swipe and groaning as her taste explodes on my tongue.

“Oh fuck,” I mutter, already eager for another hit.

I devour her with ravenous licks, grunting when she drips more sweet juice onto my waiting tongue. Her sobs grow louder with every pass, and she pushes her lush tush into my face the more I eat her out.

Her body jerks with each tease of my tongue over her clit, followed by more eager pushes. I grip her thighs, holding her still as I twirl my tongue-tip over her hole.

Her very tight hole.

Fuck, it’s going to be a near-impossible fit and I doubt she’ll take me fully the first time. But the thought of all the other times we have delivers fresh waves of hunger and delight through my body. I push my tongue deeper and she shudders.

“Ethan.”

“No, baby. Use the proper term.”

She gushes onto my tongue. “Daddy. More, please, daddy.”

“Good good girl,” I praise. Then I go to on her sweet little clit, sucking it into my mouth, flicking my tongue incessantly over it, drowning in her sweet cries as she fucks my face like she was born for this task and this task alone.

“Oh god, it hurts.Papa, it hurts so bad.”

“Then let go, baby. Don’t hold onto the feeling. Let it take you. It’ll feel incredible, I promise.” Going back to her clit, I push one finger inside her, curse at the tight fit. I don’t go any deeper because I’m fucked if she accidentally bucks and I take my girl’s virginity with my finger instead of my cock as God intended.

Her pants and gasps get louder, her pussy slipperier. “That it, pretty girl. Come for me.”

With a shrill cry, Pia arches and bucks and sobs like she’s breaking into tiny pieces. Minutes pass with her fully ensconced in her pleasure and I grip her tight, holding her pussy against my face, suffocating on her release so I don’t miss a single drop.

Eventually her cries subside, her body softening.

“What a good girl you are, coming so beautifully for daddy.”

She moans into the mattress, her body rippling with residual convulsions. I grab her hips and gently tip her sideways, more so I don’t give in to the throttling urge to rise to my feet, unzip my pants, and ram that delightful, quivering pussy without giving her time to recover.

Her eyes are shut, her lashes spiky with hints of tears, flickering. She’s panting softly, but I know she’s aware of my every move as I unbutton her shirt, baring her upper half inch by delicious inch to my hungry gaze.

I part the shirt, and my breath catches at the matching electric blue bra. Her eyes flutter open as I run the back of my knuckles over one lace-covered nipple.

“This needs to come off, baby,” I say, my voice still gravel-rough.

She gives a shy nod and shrugs out of the shirt. Levering one knee onto the bed, I reach behind and unhook her bra, tug it off, and gulp at her breasts.

Sweet heaven. Bruised-rose red and the size of large buttons, my tongue waters at the sight of her nipples.

“God, you’re so fucking pretty. I could feast on these for a lifetime, do you know that?”

Her back arches, and she preens again at the compliment. Taking the invitation, I fall on her, sucking one nipple into my mouth. She gasps, and her fingers spike into my hair.

I roll my tongue over the bud, groaning at her sweetness.

“Daddy,” she moans, pushing herself deeper just like she pushed her pussy into my mouth. My girl doesn’t hold back when she wants something and I’m here for it.

I pluck at her other peak and her thighs smash and grind together as her arousal resurges, her hips beginning to roll.

Damn, I can’t wait to introduce her to the delights of fucking, even though I’m guessing she’ll be a natural.

Switching places I tease and suck on her until she rewards me with those tiny sobs again. The spot on my boxers is embarrassingly damp when I hook my hands under her arms and drag her to the middle of the bed.

Her shoes fall off but I let them go. This time. The many kinks I intend to explore with her can wait. I’ve already found the one that makes her sparkle.

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