under the water as he moved in my direction.
“Duunnn dunnn… duunnn dunnn…”
I dove away with a shriek as he lunged for me.
“Bad shark,” I said, catching onto his game.
“Duunnn dunnn… duunnn dunnn…”
He was getting to close!
Deciding to take my chances going right, I rush forward only to fall straight into his grasp.
Pulling me close, he shoved his face into my neck and nibbled at my skin as laughter exploded from my mouth. “Nom nom nom nom nom.”
“Daddy, stop! It tickles!” I tried pushing him away, but our naked bodies were too slippery, and I couldn’t get a good grip.
As fast as he had attacked, he was gone.
I found him underwater on the other side of the pool. He popped up, his gaze on me once again.
“Duunnn dunnn… duunnn dunnn…”
Every time he caught me, his hands explored just a little bit more of me, and my will to escape evaporated.
I made a token effort to get away as he reached for me, but as soon as his skin touched mine, I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I could feel his hardness against my ass and knew he was just as affected by our game as I was.
“That’s not how the game works, little darling,” he whispered against my ear as his hands held me to him.
“But Daddy,” I whined as I pumped myself against his stomach.
“Oh,” he said, looking down between us. “I see. My little darling wants to play a different game.”
Nodding, I pumped my hips against him, trying to get the friction that wouldn’t come. “Yes, Daddy.”
Carrying me toward the shallow steps, he sat with me in his arms, his feet braced on the steps below. The water lapped at our naughty bits as they rubbed against each other. I kept my arms around his neck as his hand wrapped around our cocks.
He was thick, I thought as our heads peeked through his fist. I couldn’t help imagining how it would feel driving into my body as I begged for more.
Moaning, I tried moving with him as he pleasured us both, but his other hand clamped down on my hip, holding me still. Trapped between his controlling hands, I reveled in the feeling of powerlessness he easily created in me.
“How does that feel, sweetheart?” he asked, his voice heavy and growly.
“So good, Daddy.” I felt his cock jerk against mine and smirked. “Please, Daddy. You feel so good, Daddy. Can I have some more, Daddy?”
“You little minx.” With a rough jerk that dragged a gasp from my body, he tightened his hand and increased his speed. “I should punish you for that.”
Should, not will.
I felt a tiny thrill at his threat of violence, my bottom crawling with the imagined feel of his hand. It felt twisted and wrong with what I’d been through, but I couldn’t deny how it made me feel. And that right there was why I had run from everything. Because even when it had been bad, a part of me had liked it, had come to crave it.
“Yes, Daddy.”
With a growl, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to my chest. I leaned back, giving him more room as his tongue circled a nipple.
And then suddenly it was all too much. The feel of his teeth nipping at my flesh. His thumb teasing my head on every upstroke. The silky water lapping at my balls with every movement we made.
“Daddy, I can’t—” I dug my nails into his shoulders as everything pulled tight, just waiting to break.
“Are you going to come for Daddy?”
I snapped.
With a sharp gasp, I came in his fist. Muscles pulsating, I collapsed against him, needing the strength of his body to hold me through my orgasm. His hand slowed as I softened in his grip.
Feeling him still hard against me, I leaned back and looked down.
It wouldn’t take much, I thought as I stared down at his angry cock.
“Daddy, can I?”
He released me and leaned back against the steps, giving me full access.
Pushing back, I slid my body into the water until I was floating above his legs with my head poised above his cock. Grasping onto his thighs so I wouldn’t float away, I swirled my tongue around the head.
His groans were intoxicating as I kissed his length. He was salty from the water and slightly musky. I wondered how much of that was from my own cum and how much was his own personal taste.
He speared a hand in my hair as