Page 8 of Bred By Dad's Boss
Darius
Imanage to concentrate on business, making it through the afternoon meetings without biting anyone’s head off or jacking off in my private bathroom. At the end of the day, I rush to my car, making my way through rush hour traffic to get home to my woman. When the elevator finally opens, I unlock the door, dropping my bag and jacket on the small entry table, listening for Ivy. I hear quiet singing from the kitchen, accompanied by a delicious aroma.
Unbuttoning my cuffs as I walk into the bright kitchen, I grin, seeing Ivy’s ass wiggling in the air as she bends over, looking in the freezer. I quietly sneak up behind her, my hands going to her hips as my cock snuggles against her ass. “Honey, I’m home,” I growl, rocking into her.
She gasps, straightening, before turning in my arms and rubbing her warm pussy against my hard cock, her lips seeking mine. “Welcome home, Daddy,” she says breathlessly, jumping into my arms, knowing I’ll never let her fall.
After dinner, we cuddle on the couch, and I decide to confess everything. “I know I went about it the wrong way, babygirl. And believe me, I’ll never violate your trust again. But something changed in me when I saw you. My whole life, I’ve never neededor wanted anyone permanently. The moment I saw you, I knew Ihadto have you. And, in my mind, I had to do anything to make it happen. I even got a dog. Initially the idea was for him to alleviate some of the loneliness. But then taking him for walks was a convenient excuse to watch you. You were never out of my sight for long.”
She looks up at me, her chuckle becoming a deep, sexy, belly laugh. “Oh my god, that was you?” she asks, gasping for breath. “At first I thought I was paranoid, but I knew I felt eyes on me!” She kisses me. “Good to know I’m not crazy. But, if you have a dog, where is he?”
I smile, nipping her ear lobe. “He stays with the neighbor while I’m gone. It’s about time I go get him, actually. Ready to meet him?” I ask, hoping she likes big dogs. She nods eagerly. “I’ll go grab him and bring him in. Prepare yourself. He’s a hundred pounds, but thinks he’s a Chihuahua.” Her grin makes my cock strain against my zipper.
A few minutes later, an excited Midas is dragging me into the apartment, his nose on overdrive. I make him sit and stay, watching his muscles quiver in anticipation, but he obeys. I release him and he streaks past me, searching for the source of the new scents. Walking into the kitchen, I see Ivy bent over, her hands buried in Midas’s soft fur, murmuring sweet words to him, while he leans into her legs groaning his pleasure.
“Fuck me, I never thought I’d be jealous of a damn dog,” I grumble, watching him get attention that I crave. “Traitor,” I say, when he looks up at me before burying his head in her hands again.
Ivy looks up at me, a wide smile on her face. “He’s such a sweetheart!” She leans up to give me a kiss. “Let’s go back into the living room so we can all get comfortable,” she suggests, moving away from me, Midas her new shadow, following closelyat her heels, leaving me to bring up the rear. At least it gives me an opportunity to watch her ass sway as she walks.
“I adopted him from a shelter a couple months ago,” I start, my hand rubbing Midas’s ears, his chin resting on my thigh, but looking up at Ivy. “His original family decided he was too big and gave him up. I met him and it was an instant fit. Kinda like when I met you.” I kiss her lightly, enjoying her presence.
“Do you think he’ll like Pudge?” she asks nervously, stroking his ear. “I can’t leave her at home.”
I growl, needing her to understand something. “Babygirl, this is your home. Pudge is more than welcome here. Midas would love to have a little sister. And then, maybe soon,” I say quietly, laying a hand over her belly, “they’ll have a little brother or sister to watch over.”
She sighs happily, laying her hand over mine. “Okay, they would look cute in matching pajamas..” We sit quietly for a little while longer. “Take me to bed, Daddy,” she whispers, looking up at me with lust clouded eyes.
I jump up, pulling her against me, kissing her deeply. I pick her up, her legs instinctively wrapping around my waist, rubbing her core against my needy cock. I take the steps two at a time in my rush to get her naked so I can be inside of her. When we enter the bedroom, I close the door behind us, taking her to stand by the bed. “Strip, babygirl. Daddy needs to see all of you,” I command quietly, watching as she hurries to do my bidding.
I groan when she stands before me naked, my eyes drinking in her youthful perfection. “On your knees.” Heat flares in her eyes as she drops, kneeling before me, her hands instinctively going to rest on her thighs. She looks up, awaiting my next command. “So trusting, so eager to please. Willing to do anything I say.”
She nods silently. “Good girls get rewarded. Reach up and take off my pants. Then collect your prize.” Her fingers closearound my belt, opening it and whipping it through the loops quickly before popping open the button and dragging the zipper of my pants, pulling them to the floor in one swift movement. My cock springs up, eager for her attention.
“Explore my cock with your hands, Ivy. Then, take me into your hot mouth and suck me until I come down your tight throat.” Her hands wrap around me, moving slowly, her eyes watching the skin stretch over my steely length. She brings her mouth closer, the tip of her tongue peeking out, gently swiping my tip, collecting the pearly drop of precum beading there.
“Mmm, such a good girl for Daddy.” Her eyes cloud with lust as they meet mine. I can tell she’s turned on by my praise. “Fuck,” I moan loudly as her mouth closes around my cock, her heat enveloping me, a moan vibrating through her mouth, causing me to harden even more. Her tongue flicks the vein and she hums in delight when she feels me shudder in pleasure. “So good, babygirl. You’re fucking perfect. Now I’m going to fuck your hot little mouth.”
My hips start to move slowly, inching more of my length between her lips. I hiss when her teeth graze my cock, but I’m surprised at how much I like the sensation. “Open your mouth wider, Ivy. Keep your teeth back.” She does as I direct, sticking her tongue out flat to cup and rub my length as I thrust more and more inside her mouth. “Good fucking girl,” I groan, already nearing my release.
I bring my hands up to her hair, gripping it firmly between my fingers, ready to use it as leverage. “Relax your throat and take all of me, Ivy,” I pant, fighting the overwhelming need to ram my cock down her throat until she gags on it. I push gently, enjoying the feel of the back of her throat against my tip, hearing her breathe deeply through her nose. All of a sudden, I feel her swallow, an intense pressure on my cock before her nose is against my pelvis and her tongue is poking out to tickle my balls.
“Oh, fuck!” I scream, not sure how I haven’t exploded yet. “Fuck, fuck. Oh, Ivy, fuck yes. Yes!” I shout, my balls tightening, her hand coming up to massage them, squeezing firmly, only enhancing my pleasure. “Get ready, babygirl. Daddy’s about to feed you his cum.” Ivy’s muttered response detonates my release, and she swallows it all, the motion drawing out my orgasm until my knees turn to jelly and I have to pull out of her mouth, sinking onto the bed, panting.
She crawls on her knees until she’s kneeling before me. “Did I…” she asks nervously. “Did I do okay, Daddy?” I look at her, my eyes wide with shock.
“Okay?” I gasp, pulling her up onto the bed with me, looking deep into her eyes. “Babygirl, that wasmorethan okay. That was a religious experience. If I hadn’t seen your virginity staining my cock with my own eyes, I’d swear you were a professional. Where the fuck did you learn to do that?”
She giggles nervously. “Well, there are these videos online…” I break her response off with a desperate kiss.
“From now on, anything you want to learn or practice, I’m your go to. In fact, I have something new for you to try right now. Get on your hands and knees, ass out, on the bed.” I stand as she gets into position. Crawling behind her, I lick a firm line from her clit to her ass, teasing my tongue around her back hole, excited to finally claim it someday soon.
“Daddy, I need you,” she moans, rocking her hips back to entice me to enter her. I smack her ass, making her gasp, my palm leaving a deliciously pink imprint, my cock springing back to life.
“Good girls are patient,” I say, bringing my palm down on her other cheek. I move closer to her, my tip at her entrance. Deciding to prolong her torture, I spear my cock through her folds easily, her arousal dripping, nudging her clit with my tiprepeatedly, eliciting gasps of pleasure and moans of frustration when I withdraw.
Finally deciding she has suffered enough, I sink into her in one long thrust, my hands running up her back to her shoulders and back down to her ass snuggled against my pelvis as I allow her to stretch to my girth. Her pussy flutters around my cock as I begin to move, massaging her back with each forward thrust and dragging my fingernails gently with each withdrawal.
“Fuck, I’m about to come,” she shouts, clenching me tightly, holding me inside her. “Please Daddy, I need to come.” I reach one hand around her hips, my finger pressing and swirling around her clit, pumping my hips shallowly until she is shattering around me and I’m flooding her with my seed.
