lies in bed tonight, she’ll get wet as she remembers the way I fucked her. I get to my feet and unbuckle my belt. She watches me with hungry eyes, her body on display for me. I pull out my cock and stroke it as I watch her.
“You want this, Angel?” She nods, and I narrow my eyes. “Words, Angel.”
“Yes, fuck, Daddy Tyler, I want it. I want you to fuck me right here and now,” she purrs.
“On your feet,” I demand. She stands, so I grab her throat gently and push her backwards. I walk her to the back windows. It looks out into the garden and the rest of the neighbourhood where people could see. I want her to know that I want them to see her with me.
To know she’s mine.
I press her to the glass and kiss her before turning her, my hand still on her neck as I lean in. “I’m going to fuck you right here where they can all see how well my angel takes my cock. How easy you come for me, and then you’re going to leave and sit in that taxi with my cum running from your cunt.”
“Yes! Fuck, please, Ty!” she begs, pushing back into me.
Laughing, I run my hand up her thigh and to her pussy, dragging my fingers through her wetness. “I love how turned on you get, love how fucking wet you always are for me. Is the thought of someone seeing us making you hot? Seeing you being fucked by an older, darker man? Taking your sweet little innocent body again and again?”
She’s moaning but not answering, so I slip my finger up her ass and press it inside her. She groans and pushes back into me. “You know when I talk, you’re supposed to answer, Angel.”
“Yes! Fuck, I want them to see! I want everyone to see. The idea of people watching us makes me wet as hell. Now fuck me, Daddy, please!” she almost screams.
Pulling my finger free, I press the head of my cock to her pussy, and when she inhales, shivering in need, I slam inside her. Her hands smack against the glass as she presses close. I drag her ass out more as I hammer into her, wanting her to feel every inch of my desire for her. How wild she makes me feel, how out of control I am, how much I’m going to fucking miss her and this.
“Oh, fuck,” she whispers, her breath fogging the glass. Leaning in, I lick along her neck.
“Fuck, you feel so good, Angel, like a goddamn fist around my cock. You take all of me so easily, like such a good girl, but you didn’t answer when I asked, so you get punished. You don’t come until I tell you, understood?”
She whimpers, her pussy clenching around me. “But, Daddy, I’m close.”
“I don’t fucking care. You don’t come, or I’ll pull out and come across that pretty face and make you walk out of here with it for everyone to see,” I snarl, digging my fingers into her hips as I fight off my own impending release, wanting this to last. I want to stay inside her forever, to keep her here with me every day.
Maybe I’m really punishing her for leaving, I don’t know, I don’t care.
“Come, now,” I demand, as I reach around and pinch her clit, making her come with a scream. She jerks and writhes, her pussy clamping on my cock and dragging my own release from me.
I groan, pressing my face to her neck as I fill her with it, relearning how to breathe. Her own heart hammers against my chest, and I lay a gentle kiss on her neck before pulling free from her snug body. I put my cock away and turn to her. She stumbles and leans back against the glass, her face hot with her desire. A smile curls her lips as she watches me. I kiss her softly, unable to help myself, and hold back the words I wish I could tell her.
Words that would no doubt make her leave faster, not stay, so even though they are there on the tip of my tongue, I don’t unleash them. Instead, I tell her with a kiss.
Lexi
Tyler doesn’t let me clean up. He retrieves my emergency panties which I had in my purse and drops to the floor in front of me, those dark eyes locking on mine intently. All the emotions I see there