Trouble in paradise
madelaine hummed softly at the contact of his lips against her breast. her teeth tucking in her bottom lip as her fingers knotted themselves in his hair. a gentle moan escaping her lips, her eyes rolling back at the feeling of his lips working against her tender flesh. her fingers tugging slightly on his roots as he removed contact. a quiet whimper escaping as she could already feel herself dampening her underwear. god the affect he had on her. it was astonishing, really. he made her feel sexy, beautiful, confident, and god did he know how to get her going. her fingers having the same idea as his, she palmed him through his jeans before unbuttoning his pants for him. “what if I already told you were my daddy,” madelaine whispered in his ear, tugging gently on his ear before making her way to his room. a place she knew all too well. she quickly slipped out of her own jeans. the overwhelming want and need for him clouding her eyes. she walked backwards to his bed, sighing once the back on her legs hit the soft mattress. she sucked on her lip motioning for him to come closer. her hand reaching for his, running his hand down her body, humming at the feeling of his skin against his. she continued lowering his hand to where she needed him most letting out a soft and pathetic whimper. “need you, baby. so much.”
