Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Daddy releases my hair and nods, giving me permission to continue. His hands hang loosely at his sides.
I stare up at him for long seconds, stunned by this development. He’s letting me suck him, and he’s not going to control it. I’ve never felt so elated in my life.
With renewed drive, I wrap my lips around his enormous bobbing shaft, stilling and sucking in hard. The tip touches the back of my throat. I’m not scared, and I’m sure there will be times in the future when I will want him to ejaculate directly down my throat. Heavens, there will be times when Daddy will probably force me to do so.
But for this first experience, I don’t want his come going straight down. I want to taste it, savor it, roll it around in my mouth. So I ease back a few inches, hold him firmly, and stroke his cock with my tongue, petting him the way he pets me.
A deep groan is the only warning I get before Daddy’s cock stiffens slightly more, and then jets of his semen fill my mouth. Over and over. More than I anticipated. I lose count of how many times the substance squirts against my tongue.
I have a new addiction now: I’ll forever crave Yozef’s ejaculation.
TWENTY-ONE
The moment I release Daddy’s cock, he tucks his hands under my arms and lifts me up his body.
I’m still licking his essence from the corners of my mouth as I wrap my arms and legs around him.
He kisses me. Deeply. Not a peck. A full melding of souls, with moans and passion. He also turns around, takes a few strides, and flattens me against the wall.
His hands come to my torso and slide up until he’s thumbing my breasts. When he breaks our lips apart, he presses his forehead to mine. “Fuck, Zoey. That was the hottest experience of my life.”
My face heats. Pride consumes me. I’m so glad I pleased him. I’m filled with love and contentment. Suddenly, all I want to do for the rest of my life is make this man happy. I want him to stare at me the way he is right now, hungry—no, famished—for me.
A giggle bubbles out of me. “Will you let me do that again sometime?” I lick my upper lip. “You taste so good.”
He chuckles. “Zoey, you may suck my cock anytime you want. I’ll never stop you.”
“What if you’re in an important meeting?” I taunt.
He shakes his head. “Won’t ever stop me from enjoying your naughty mouth. Climb between my legs under the desk and have at it, Little pet. If you get hungry for my come, drink from me. If you simply want to nuzzle against my cock and breathe in my scent, you can do that, too.”
I’m smiling broader than I ever have. I’m so pleased. I can’t wait to do just that—distract my Daddy while he’s working with my mouth on his cock.
He nuzzles my nose. “Such a naughty girl.” His thumbs reach farther until they cover my nipples, and he presses on them, flattening my breasts. It’s an odd sensation that sends a chill down my spine, but I think I like it.
Tipping my head back, I moan. I’m so far off the floor that I’d get injured if I fell, but I know Daddy won’t let that happen. He’s so strong that he slides me higher up the wall so he can capture one of my breasts in his mouth.
I grab his head and brace myself as he sucks, my arousal shooting back to its full, demanding, needy state. “Daddy…”
Daddy releases my nipple with a pop. “My Little pet needs to be filled with my cock.”
“Yes, please.”
“So polite,” he praises, lowering me until we’re eye to eye. He grips my bottom this time with both hands, and I hold on to his neck as he walks to the bed.
After depositing me in the middle, he climbs between my legs, kneeling tall over me. His erection is just as stiff as it was before I swallowed his semen. He wraps his palm around it, leisurely stroking from base to tip.
“Open your pussy for me, Little pet,” he orders in a gentle voice. “Show me that pink entrance.”
I’m shivering as I do what I’m told. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to disobey him again. I’m too full of love to do so. I might be embarrassed at times, but I won’t be able to blatantly defy him. It would hurt my heart.
“Such a good girl, showing Daddy what’s mine.” Still stroking his cock, he taps my clit with his other hand. “I bought you, Zoey. I own you. Do you understand that?”
More wetness leaks out of me as I shudder. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Who owns this pussy?”
“You do, Daddy.”
“Are you allowed to touch it without permission?”