"Okay, I'm ready!" comes his voice from down the hallway. Once he rounds the corner, he pauses when he sees me. A nervous but playful smile lights up my face after a moment, trying to act natural.
"You're not in your normal spot," he smirks, crossing his arms.
"I just wanted to sit here today," comes my soft reply, glancing away from his intense gaze.
"Hmmm," it's a small sigh as I feel his arms link around my waist, lifting me up.
"Wha-" but my question is quickly cut off by him sitting down and pulling me into his lap. Embarrassment burns across my cheeks, turning them a bright red under his mirthful gaze. Trying to save face, I attempt to slide from his lap but am quickly pulled back. "Take a seat," he murmurs right against my ear, his hot breath deepening the crimson in my cheeks, "The show is about to start."
"Daddy..." comes my breathless whine as I try once more to slide off his lap, but his hands on my hips are like shackles as they hold me to him. My whole body trembles at the slight stimulation from my attempted escape. He moves me, relaxing me back against his chest once more before turning my chin to focus back on the TV screen.
Episode.... 5? At this rate I couldn't focus on what was happening on the screen, images flashing by in a blur as my core clenches tightly to spite me when I feel his cock throb inside me. "Daddy..." comes my whining again which he shushes gently, rolling his hips with a quick thrust that has my thoughts fade with the stars dancing across my vision.
"You gotta pay attention," he murmurs against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine before he moves, kissing along my lashes when I clench my eyes closed in pleasure.
"Can't... s'much.." incoherent words fall from my lip in a jumbled mess as I try to shift on his lap, squirming in a desperate attempt to not feel him. It only pushes him further, deeper into my tight walls which leaves me panting against his chest in frustration.
I feel all of him so acutely but not enough. For the past five hours, my brain has been turning to mush as I cockwarm him. Every attempt to escape, every attempt to find release has been met with failure as he keeps me dangling over the edge. All that's left is my weak attempts to find comfort, solace, a moment of relief.
"Let... me..." limp limbs move again, attempting to escape, but his grip on me tightens and once more I am trapped. This time when he grabs my chin, his grip is so tight I wince under his scrutiny. He drags my face to his, assessing the glossy look in my eye as my vision blurs and dances.
"Look how needy you've gotten," he whispers, his hand on my chin moving to trace my lips. Absentmindedly, my tongue lolls out and tastes his fingers. He growls in appreciation as his fingers slide across my tongue. His growl encourages me as my tongue wraps around the digits, sucking on them wantonly as drool runs down my chin with my efforts.
After a moment, he pries his fingers from my lips and another sound of approval leaves his throat at the sight of the string of drool connecting his fingers to my tongue. His hand slides down, tracing the curvature of my neck as he muses softly, "What do you think, princess? Think we should make this your regular spot? Sitting pretty on my cock like a good girl?"
His hand tightens around my throat as he rolls his hips, once, twice, until he starts a steady pace that stops any words from leaving me. My argument dies in my throat, mingling with the moans and begging that take its place. "No... no..." it's almost a prayer as his cock finally moves in my hypersensitive pussy, the pleasure almost painful with the intensity of each thrust.
The hand on my throat encourages me, his hand on my hip guiding the insane pace as I find myself unraveling. My hands latch onto his forearm, holding him to me as well as clinging to him for leverage. As my nails bite into his skin, he releases a primal groan before shifting us both suddenly.
The new angle pushes me into the plush of the couch, my legs easily folded against my shoulder while he pins me by my throat. Every thrust is reckless, violent lust that slices through me with white-hot pleasure. As we devolve into a desperate pace, his mouth seeks mine out and fastens to me in a messy, hot kiss that only fuels the flames.
"Shit," he murmurs in between kisses as he pumps into me animalistically. I find my whole body tense and spasm with my release, messy slick coating us both as he fucks me through it, intent on using me. His brutal thrusts keep me spiraling as my pussy tightens, I lift my hips in a needy attempt to feel him deeper.
His eyes widen in surprise before kissing me so deeply I forget to breathe as I feel his cock throb, pumping rope after rope of hot cum deep inside my pussy. Keeping me effectively pinned, he places gentle kisses along my jaw as he makes his way to my ear, nibbling before he whispers, "I think we have a couple more episodes, wanna try again?"
Because I own you.
That furrowed brow.
These parted, eager lips.
This heaving chest...
and, what's that?
Is that heart racing for me
as I straddle your legs
and settle on your lap?
Grinding down,
teasing this hard cock.
That moan of anticipation...
it's mine. Every inch of you
belongs to me.
oh you have a voice kink ?? let me whisper the pet names you like in your ear as i thrust myself into you.. “you like that, princess”.. “does it feel good right there, baby” .. “do you like this position, angel”.. “you’re taking it so well, pup”.. “you’re such a dirty slut”..
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