I nod and lean my head against his chest, accepting his comfort. “He turned up at my apartment, claiming he wants me back. I told him to get lost, but he was quite insistent.” He grips me close and just listens. “I don’t know why. He was the one who cheated and broke up with me, and if we’re honest, we were horrible together. Just a wreck, and neither of us were happy.”
He hums, and even though it must be awkward for him, he gives me some advice and consoles me. “Some men don’t realise what they have until it’s gone. They always want what others have. It’s quite foolish really.” He lifts my chin with a finger. “My son is a fool, I always thought that. He never realised how incredible you are. I’m sorry you had to deal with that. I bet it was very awkward. Is there anything I can do, Angel?”
I kiss him softly, dragging my lips along his. “Just keep being so amazing,” I murmur. “I love how you see me. All those compliments…they make me feel so beautiful.” I kiss him again.
He chuckles, and I roll so I’m above him with my knees on either side of his hips. I feel his cock hardening as he groans against my lips. “I can do that, Angel, it’s not hard. You’re the best thing to ever happen to me. So fucking smart, so goddamn sexy, kind…” I lick and kiss down his chest as he talks. His voice stutters for a moment when I wrap my hand around his hard length.
Smirking and poised above his cock, I arch my eyebrow at him. “Is that all, Daddy?”
“Fuck, Angel,” he murmurs, reaching down and slipping his fingers into my hair. His eyes are wild, his mouth parted on a pant. I love the power I have over this man, the man who orders me around, who controls me so easily, and rips me apart and puts me back together. Yet with one look, one kiss, one touch, he’s mine. “You’re perfect, and so goddamn talented that when you sing, I’m transported to a different world—” He groans as I suck the head of his cock into my mouth. He pants but carries on, compliment after compliment pouring from his lips, spurring me on.
Twisting my hand around the base of his cock, I bob, taking his length further into my mouth, until he hits the back of my throat. His hips jerk, and he groans, thrusting into my mouth and taking back control. His hand holds me there as I moan around his length, dribbling down it as he pulls me off and pushes my head back down. He fucks my mouth without restraint. I wiggle on the sheets, my pussy clenching in need as heat pools in my belly from the feel of him in my mouth, of his hand tugging almost painfully on my hair, and the power in each thrust and the lustful way he watches me.
“Angel, fuck, your mouth is like heaven. I just want to spend all my days here, fucking you. Watching you pant and beg for me,” he rasps, his neck corded as he strains to hold back. But I want to feel his release explode in my mouth, to taste it and know I made my daddy weak.
Humming, I hollow my cheeks and suck harder, and with a yell, he explodes in my mouth, filling it. He thrusts right down my throat, forcing me to swallow his release, which I do greedily. When he’s spent and collapses back, I pull off his cock, licking away every last drop of cum before sitting up with a smile. Eyes on his, I drag my finger over my lip and suck it clean.
“You taste so good, Daddy,” I purr.
His eyes narrow, and I shiver from that look, knowing it means I’m either in trouble or about to come so hard I won’t be able to see. He crooks his finger at me. “Get your beautiful ass up here now.”
I crawl up his body, but he grabs me when I go to kiss him. His hands grip my hips, lifting me effortlessly, before he presses my pussy to his greedy mouth. Gasping, I fall forward, bracing my hands on the wall. My knees spread around his head as he eats me. No teasing, no, his tongue dives into my channel before flicking my clit.