and letting his breath play over my neck as he spread his fingers inside me. “You feel incredible, petal, and knowing how good you taste only makes this tight heat even more tempting to get into.”
“More,” I begged, fucking myself back on his fingers because yes, I loved that he was in charge, but my body had taken over now. It knew what it needed, and only Andy had it. “Your cock,” I panted. “Please.”
“I need you right on the edge first,” he said, slipping his fingers out and then coming back in with three. Making it burn… then making it feel fucking amazing as he started to pump them in and out, hitting right where I needed it until I was whining again. “Because I already am, baby,” he gritted out. “You make me crazy.”
“Me too, I’m there, please,” I begged, barely holding on. “Just… just do it.”
“I need to get you there fast,” he gritted out. “Jesus, Jordan, I’ve wanted you for too long. Finally getting inside you, feeling this perfect ass of yours around my cock, it’s going to be too good, baby.”
It already was too good. I was too close. Panting as I fucked myself back to take his fingers and unable to stop unless he made me.
“Just need to come,” I panted desperately. “Want to… to come on your cock, Daddy. I’m… it’s… please. Fuck me already.”
Andy groaned, but didn’t call me on language. Sounded just as gone as I was as his arm tightened around me and he pulled me upright, planted a hot, open-mouthed kiss just under my ear and whispered, “Daddy’s got you, baby. I know you can wait.”
Oh shit. That didn’t help my control. It was exactly what I wanted to hear, but he already had me too close to say shit like that to me. I could feel the orgasm he’d made me hold off barreling down on me like a freight train, too fast to stop even though… shit. Shit shit shit. I was trying. Trying to hold on until he got his cock inside me even though he was still pounding me relentlessly with his fingers and even if I could hold off, there was no way was I going to last past the first thrust of his cock.
I’d be embarrassed about that later, though. Right now?
“Please please please fuck Andy give it to me Daddy need you,” I gasped.
I had no shame, just knew that I needed this. Needed to make sure he was inside me when I broke. I needed to come... but I didn’t want to just come, I wanted to come because he made me come, because he let me come, because he fucked the cum right out of me and left me no choice.
Because he was in charge, because he was Daddy, because it was real.
And then his fingers were suddenly gone, leaving me gasping and empty.
“God, you’re gorgeous like this,” he muttered, grabbing my hips as he got in position behind me, my legs still split wide along the edge of the bed as I pushed up on my hands and arched my back and finally—fucking finally—felt his cock pressing against my hole.
Pushing inside me.
Filling me up exactly like I needed.
Stretching me so damn good that everything else ceased to exist.
“Gonna come,” I whispered as he worked himself in, then pulled back and slammed straight into my prostate the minute I could take him.
“Wait, baby,” he gritted out, pulling back and then doing it again.
“Daddy, I need to,” I gasped, my cock throbbing so hard it almost felt like I had. “Need to… to come.”
Finally getting fucked by him was too good. Better than good. I could already feel my balls lifting high and tight, my cum surging up like a rising tide, ready to explode in a tsunami of pure fucking bliss... because Andy’s cock wasn’t just filling me, it was filling me perfectly. Claiming every inch of my ass until there was no room to doubt who owned it. Fucking me until he was all I could think of, until hot need and floating pleasure mixed and twisted and tightened within me, taking me over completely.
“Not yet,” Andy said, slamming into me again... which should have been an impossible order to follow, but wasn’t, because my body knew who to listen to, and it wasn’t me.
I dug my fingers into the bed and panted, ass throbbing and dick leaking and legs spread for him because he wanted it that way,