Dear Daddy, Please Spank Me - Chara Croft Page 0,68

flat of his tongue against my pucker and killing me with long, slow strokes until I was legit almost sobbing from it, until I had to reach down and grab the base of my cock just to keep from shooting... then pushing my ass higher in the air and finally spearing me with his tongue. Pushing it in deep and using it. Tongue-fucking my hole like he was on a mission to wreck me, like he wanted to make me come without permission just so he could spank me all over again, like he needed me to know I was his and had decided to do it by turning me into a sobbing, begging, sluttish mess, twisting his tongue inside my ass until my balls drew up tight, then sucking on my hole so slow and deep that I wanted to scream as he kept me teetering right on the edge.

Then he licked it again until I whined.

Drove his tongue in fast and hard until I begged.

Lapped at my hole until I did finally scream, a split second away from coming despite the way I still had one hand clamped down on the base of my dick to stop it. Trying… fuck. Trying not to. Not fucking wanting to. Not yet. Not without his cock inside me.

“Please, fuck, Andy, Jesus, Daddy, stop, I need… need you,” I begged, practically twerking against his face out of sheer desperation. “Need you inside me.”

I knew I couldn’t let myself come yet. Could not. My prostate would be too damn sensitive to take his cock pounding into me when he finally fucked me if he made me come like this first, but I still couldn’t stop trying to fuck myself back for more because it just… fucking Christ. It felt so fucking good that my body wouldn’t stop chasing it.

I needed him to stop for me, or else it was going to be over.

“Please,” I whispered, grinding against his face. “Unngh, Daddy.”

“Baby,” he groaned, finally taking his tongue out of my hole and instantly leaving me aching to have it back. Panting and clutching at the mattress, waiting for whatever he wanted to give me next and about coming out of my skin with the need for it. Hole clenching on nothing, ass flexing because I couldn’t stop it, and… and… fuck.

I just needed him inside me again. Tongue. Fingers. Cock. Anything.

“Jesus,” Andy said, dragging his fingers over my hole and rubbing his face against my right ass cheek. The friction woke up the hot ache from my spanking and… and it was perfect, the bite of pain pulling me back from the edge of desperation so I could wait for him. He turned his face and kissed my hole one last time, making me moan. “I’m so in love with your ass,” he said, voice rough with lust. “You have no idea how gorgeous you are right now. Your ass is perfect. I could stay right here, live here, eating it all day, every day, and it would never be enough.”

Oh fuck. No. I couldn’t… couldn’t hear that and not break. Start begging. Get something.

“Please,” I whispered, thrusting against the bed and pushing my ass out to him. He grabbed it, using both hands to pull me wide, and I whined, feeling my hole wink and gape at him. “Daddy.”

“This is mine, Jordan,” he said. “Mine.”

“Stop stop stop,” I gasped, close to coming untouched if he kept saying shit like that. I humped against the bed again and he spanked me hard, making me whine like a bitch in heat, the hot sting shooting straight down to my balls. “Please don’t make me come,” I panted. “Need your cock first.”

“Oh, you’re definitely going to come for me, sweetheart,” he promised, squeezing my ass again but then moving away. Rustling around with something that I really fucking hoped was a condom and lube. “You’re going to come just like that, with your legs spread wide and my tongue buried inside you, making you scream and pant and beg, on a daily basis.” His fingers brushed my hole, cold with lube, and I whimpered, so far gone I couldn’t even flinch. “But not tonight,” he whispered, pushing two inside me with no further warning. “Not this time.”

I groaned, pushing back to take them as deep as I could, as fast as I could.

Desperate.

He tagged my prostate, making my eyes roll back in my head, then leaned over my back, wrapping one arm around my chest