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She almost sobbed in reply. This was everything she wanted, to be here with him like this, to know that he was in control of it, that he had her, the steady pressure of his hands on her, the feel of him in her mouth and against her front, grounding her in a way that made her feel so alive and safe at the same time.
"I'm going to come, honey," he choked out, his movements speeding up. He pulled her hair back and gathered it into one hand while he continued to fuck into her mouth then dropped a hand to cradle her face. Ashley opened her eyes, knowing he was close. She wanted to see what this man would look like when he came undone. She was willing to bet it was as beautiful and wild as he was.
"Swallow it down. I want to taste myself on you."
His words excited her. She wanted to taste him, to swallow every drop and show that she could do it. Ashley flicked her tongue over the head of his cock and placed her hands on his hips, urging him forward, begging him to finish in her mouth. The only thought on her mind was to bring him to that edge of his pleasure and then to push him just a bit further until she wasn't the only one on her knees. She wanted to make him weak for her just the way he had done to her.
"Make me feel so good, that hot mouth, honey!" James' voice rambled above her until she was sure he didn't know what he was saying anymore, and her heart soared at knowing she'd been the one to do it to him. She felt him come, the warm, salty taste of him hitting her tongue, and she sucked him down, not willing to lose a drop.
"So good for me, little one," James breathed. He moved away from her shakily, his legs and feet unsteady, and Ashley grinned up at him. "You're beautiful, baby. I couldn't have asked for you to do any better."
"Thank you," she whispered, fighting back the word that had been right on the tip of her tongue—Daddy. She'd wanted to say it, had said it from that first night with him, and now found it fighting to be said in the quiet of the bedroom with only the sound of his ragged breathing for company. She swallowed back the title and looked away, knowing her eyes would give her heart away before any words ever did. James bent low and picked her up off her knees before she could make another move.
He nuzzled against the side of her neck, his lips grazing her skin with a soft sigh. "Come here, beautiful girl." He cradled her against his chest like she weighed nothing, arms tight around her as he crossed the small space to his bed. He set her down gently, like she was made of glass, and for the first time ever, Ashley felt that way.
Beautiful. Delicate. Cherished.
It was all there in the way he touched her and looked at her, his eyes moving over her skin with a sweet heat that felt both like sunburn and something more lasting. Something that sounded a lot likeDaddy.
