Page 43 of Destined for the Devil
After a few minutes, she hopped off and turned around, mounting me with her back to my chest. I could only watch the way my cock disappeared inside her again. I pleaded something, unable to make any coherent words.
Isla rode my cock like a fucking professional whore, I swear. The way she moved her hips and the precise nature of her movements left me in awe and appreciation of her body and soul.
I sat up on the couch and drowned in ecstasy. Her ass was fucking perfect, and I roamed my hands on all of her body as I watched her bounce up and down on my dick.
"Oooff fuck..." I heard her words, delirious myself. "Fuck, this feels so good Da—" She suddenly cut herself off.
But I didn't miss it.
No way was Isla into this; no way did I fucking land this perfect angel.
My arm wrapped around her waist, pushing out a louder reaction. Putting slight pressure onto her throat, I whispered in her ear. "Say it...call me by that name." Instead, she hesitated and slowed down, so I encouraged her again. "Come on Angel...don't hold back.Sayit."
Her head fell onto my shoulder, all of her leaning back and relaxing, that mesmerizing pussy riding me without pause. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and her crimson lips were open, heavenly sounds escaping her throat.
Fuck, her tits in my hands, her pussy on me, she belonged to me, and I would fucking give her what she wanted. "I want to hear you say it,moya devochka…call me by that name." I lowered my voice, feeling her fuck me harder. I waited with bated breath and then—
"Daddy!" she finally pleaded. "Your big cock feels so good,Daddy!"
The way she said it—the fact thatshewanted to call me that—gave me some sort of previously unknown satisfaction. I fuckinghatedwhen other women called me that in the past, but Iwantedto be that for Isla.
"Is that what you want, baby?” I held her chin in one hand, the other digging into her hips. “You want me to be your Daddy? But will you be a good girl for me?" I teased her quietly, seeing her clearly unable to think logically. Fuck, I was so close; I was struggling to get the words out.
At this, Isla hopped off and turned to face me once more, quickly bending down to put my cock in her mouth. She was depraved, perfectly mirroring my inner state.
On her knees and my dick in her hands, she pressed her arms to her body, squeezing her perfect tits together. A little pout appeared on her face, and she bit her bottom lip, her voice pleading.Begging.
"Will you fuck my mouth, Daddy? Like you mean it?"
My eyes widened when she slowly crawled back, waiting for me onher knees. It was all in slow motion—all her movements, the look in her eyes, my thoughts. Her mouth fell open, and she stuck out her tongue, beckoning me with her eyes. Obedientlywaitingfor me.
Ugh, Isla would be my end. I wasn't sure how I hadn't fucking busted yet—I tried to continuously distract myself.
But I would give her everything she wanted.
And like she wanted, I closed the distance between us, stopping only inches away, drowning in the pure desire sparkling in her eyes. Slowly, she dragged her wet tongue up my shaft before planting a most delicate kiss on my abdomen. She stared at me the whole time, all of her exuding charged sexual energy.
“Do it, Daddy,” she whispered, sliding her hands up my thighs, her nails grazing me as if to mark. “Ineedit.”
"Fuck.” I gripped her jaw, my little chuckle having the desired effect on her. She breathed faster, and her eyes widened—asking for it. “You’re such a good girl for me. You want me to use that pretty mouth until you can’t breathe?” She nodded eagerly and stuck out her tongue again, the sight sending shivers through me. I laced my fingers into her hair and pushed her head onto me, my cock sliding down her throat with ease.
She took it so fucking well.
"Take every inch,moya devochka.” I was in a trance, unable to look away from the unholy sight of Isla choking on my cock, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. “I want your knees bruised, Angel.” I breathed out, holding her head in place and feeling her throat spasm around me. "Put your hands behind your back." She obeyed instantly.
Yes, fuck—the view was phenomenal. She moaned around me but took it all without pause, gagging, her lips stretched wide.
I could tell she was becoming exhausted, but I never took my cock out of her mouth, sliding it in and out as deep as she would take me, her tits bouncing with every thrust. I finally pulled out but only for a fewseconds, letting her gasp for air.
“You want it on your tongue?” I shoved my cock back inside her mouth and spoke slowly, holding myself back from the edge. But instead, Isla grabbed a hold of my hips and pushed my dick further into her mouth, rendering me immobile. “Isla…Isla,baby,” I fucking pleadedwith her, pumping it all down her throat.
The whole world blurred in that moment. How was I living in this fantasy?
When she finally pulled back, gasping, spit and cum smeared across her lips, she collapsed onto her hands, trembling. For a moment neither of us could speak, nothing but the sound of our ragged breathing filling the room. I stared down at her, overcome by the simple truth burning through me—I loved her. And she loved me.
Pure, unbridled joy and deep disbelief intertwined inside me at how things had changed between us in the last twelve hours.
Isla sat back down on her heels, breaking out in a faint smile just as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. That look riveted me more than the fucking orgasm. Wanting her on me, I pulled her up and into my lap, reveling in how her arms wrapped around me so naturally. She panted, eyes closed—ready for me.
