Page 128 of Big Daddy Christmas
The buzzing started again, and this time she was more prepared for it, though that only helped so much when he pressed the toy to her over-stimulated clit.
Begging turned to wordless pleas as she thrashed against the bed, her arms already aching from all the pulling and tugging against the restraints. And still he drove her toward that cliff’s edge without pause, without mercy.
“You can do it, my beautiful princess,” he crooned, rolling the toy against her soaked lips. “Show Daddy what a good girl you can be and come for me one more time.”
Her entire world narrowed to just him and the pleasure he was forcing on her. Taking from her. Ripping from her against her body’s will.
Just as he’d promised he would.
“That’s my good girl. The clamps are coming off now, and it’s going to hurt, but you can take it. You can take whatever Daddy gives you.”
She wasn’t sure she could. And when he yanked the clamps from her and a million needles stabbed at her breasts, she was convinced she might actually die.
But then he leaned over her, his voice a low, demanding growl in her ears. “Come for me, baby. Come for Daddy. Right fucking now.”
Everything inside her turned molten as a scream ripped from her throat. Pleasure, unlike anything she’d ever known, flowed through her veins like liquid gold. The world faded away, her mind emptied of everything that wasn’t pure sensation, and all she knew was pleasure.
She’d been high, once, because her college roommate had dragged her to a party where she’d been given an edible without her knowledge. This, what her Daddy gave her, was something like that. Like that floaty, not-quite-connected-to-reality feeling, only a million times better.
“That was fucking beautiful.”
His words reached her, piercing her consciousness, and somehow she found the strength to grin up at him as he hovered over her. “Yeah?”
Laughter rumbled through his chest. “Yeah, princess. You were perfect. Absolutely fucking perfect.”
Something pressed against the entrance of her pussy, pushing insistently inside her as she whimpered and stretched for him.
“Goddamn, princess.” Another laugh, this one distinctly more strained as he dropped his forehead to hers, his chest shaking with every breath. “I need a minute, baby. You feel so fucking good on Daddy’s cock.”
Pride welled in her chest. The logical part of her, the part her mother had trained up well, was scoffing in the background, insisting there was nothing to feel proud about. Vaginas were what they were, and she had no control over how hers felt.
And yet, there was that other part of her. That secret, hidden part that was reveling in being his good girl. It was that side of her at the helm now, all but glowing because he was enjoying being inside her.
Then he was moving again, and all she knew was the feel of him. Pushing deeper inside her, filling her in a way she’d never known. There was pain, not as much as the books she had hidden away on her tablet had indicated, but enough to pull a low, desperate whine from her as he rolled his hips again.
“Shh, baby. Just give yourself a moment to adjust. It will be okay, I promise.”
“S-sorry,” she gasped out, panting as her body slowly gave way to his. “You’re just… bigger than I expected.”
“You keep talking like that, my head isn’t going to fit through the door,” he scolded playfully, lifting his head to grin down at her. “A man’s ego can only take so much stroking.”
“It isn’t your ego I’m interested in stroking right now.”
That grin widened, a wicked glint lighting the bright green of his eyes. “Yeah?” Another roll of his hips as he pushed deeper inside her. “Is this what you want, baby? You want Daddy’s cock inside your tight little pussy?”
She shouldn’t like that. Shouldn’t enjoy such degrading, condescending talk.
But she did. And the fluttering of her pussy said as much, so there was no point in pretending otherwise, was there?
“Yes, Daddy.”
“That’s my good girl. We’re almost there, baby. You’re taking me so fucking well. Just a little bit more, and then you can have all of me.”
Killian
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Pleasure gripped him as he buried himself in her still-spasming pussy. Fucking hell, he wasn’t going to last very long at all if that kept up.
