Page 30 of Valentine's Day Daddy

“Did you want to have a seat?” I ask.

“No, I’m fine. Thank you,” she replies and folds her arms over her chest.

“All right,” I say. “I’m glad to see you.”

“Let me just say up front that I’m still pissed at you, Ezra.”

“I can tell.”

“I don’t like the fact that you rigged the game.”

“And I’m sorry about that,” I say. “If I’d known you’d be this pissed about it, I never would have done it.”

She walks around my office, her full, red lips pursed, her cheeks flushed. Even pissed off, she still looks amazing. Ethereal is the only word I can think of to describe her but even that falls woefully short. It’s obvious she has more to say, which piques my curiosity.

“But?” I prompt her.

“But I’ve been thinking about it, and I’ve realized that you were right.”

My chair squeaks as I sit down and watch Ashton pace back and forth in front of my desk. Her brow is furrowed, and a frown is pulling her lips down. Her expression is dark, and her features are pinched, and I can tell she’s warring with her emotions. To that I say, welcome to the club.

“Right about what?” I ask.

She finally stops pacing and turns to me, putting her hands on her hips. Ashton looks at me for a long moment as if trying to compose her thoughts and find her words. But then her expression softens, and her lips slowly curl upward in a wistful smile.

“You were right about us. About what we have being special and being real,” she says. “I don’t like what you did, Ezra. And if you ever cross that line again, we're going to have some problems. But I enjoyed where we were going."

“So… you’re willing to give this another shot?”

She hesitates for a long moment then nods. “I am. I’ve missed you, Ezra.”

“And I’ve missed you, baby girl,” she says.

Ashton walks around my desk and sits down on top of it, never taking her eyes off me. A sultry smile stretches across her lips as she raises her dress and parts her thighs, letting me see that she’s not wearing any panties. My cock immediately starts to stiffen and my mouth grows dry as my heart starts to thunder inside of me.

“Take your pants off,” she says in that husky voice that turns me on.

I fumble with my belt but finally manage to get it undone, my pants unzipped, and down. Ashton slips down off the desk and straddles me, rolling her hips and sliding her dripping-wet sex along the shaft of my cock. Our mouths crash together in a passionate kiss, our tongues swirling around one another as she reaches down and takes hold of my shaft. Ashton strokes her clit with the head of my cock, sending lightning bolts flowing through my veins.

She purrs as I slide my tongue down her neck and after pulling the top of her dress down, circling her stiff nipples with my tongue. As I knead and nibble on her tits, Ashton continues stroking her velvety folds with my rigid length. My body tingles and the desire is so thick inside of me that I feel like I'm choking on it.

“I need to be inside of you, baby girl,” I tell her. “I need to be inside of you right now.”

She gives me a sultry smile as she nestles the tip of my prick between her soft, silky lips. Ashton’s eyes glimmer as she sinks down onto me, sliding down my shaft inch by inch until she’s fully seated on top of me. She locks her hands behind my neck and gently starts to ride me. Ashton leans down and gives me a hard kiss, forcing her tongue against mine, making me swallow her moan as she rises and falls on my cock.

The fire in my belly is burning bright and I relish the sensation of her sliding up and down my pole. I kiss her neck and move my mouth down to her tits as she fucks me. Ashton puts her hands on my chest and pushes me back in my chair, giving herself some leverage as she picks up her speed and rhythm, bouncing up and down on me harder. I pull her dress up and the crack of flesh meeting flesh echoes around my office and she lets out a sharp yelp as I slap her ass good and hard.

“Yes, daddy,” she moans softly.

I kiss her again then slap her ass again to encourage her to move faster, to fuck me harder. Her breath is ragged and she pumps her hips harder, impaling herself on my dick. Reaching up, I wrap my hand around her throat, watching her face turn red as I squeeze it good and tight. Ashton smiles and digs her nails into my shoulders as she thrusts herself on me with wild abandon.

The pressure builds up inside of me and I feel my cock starting to pulse. Ashton grips me tighter with her sex, her face flushed but a glint of determination to make me come sparkling in her eyes. I feel her body tighten and then start to tremble. A moment later she throws her head back and bites the side of her hand so hard I’m afraid she’s going to draw blood. But she manages to stifle her cry as her orgasm comes crashing down over her.

Feeling her writing on top of me and the tight grip of her cunt around my cock, when she thrusts herself downward one more time, it tips me over the edge. I lean forward and bury my face in her tits as I burst. My cock throbs and pulses as I spurt my entire sticky load deep inside of her. She clings to me tightly and we shake, both of us wrapped in thick tendrils of pleasure.

Ashton leans forward and presses her forehead to mine. We stare into each other’s eyes as we ride out the currents of our ecstasy together. I feel her juices spilling down my shaft and her sex pulsing in time with her heartbeat and it feels amazing. Ashton smiles at me.

“Thank you for giving this another chance,” I say.

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