Sadie's Little Christmas - Maren Smith Page 0,50
me your fuck toy.” Daddy’s fuck toy. That was one occasion where she didn’t at all mind calling him Daddy.
Warm honeyed wetness flooded through her folds as she stood in heightened anticipation, her skirt still hiked up around her waist, while he opened the door.
He didn’t say anything, just pushed the door open as wide as it would go, then looked at her—daring her to enter and see what he’d do next. The hungry wanting she could see in his eyes made the walls of her sex flutter, a tiny twitch of an orgasm that didn’t quite get there but made the nerves inside her tremble and sing all the harder, nonetheless.
Her hands shook, her palms sweating as she went inside, stopping just across the threshold. She was in the lion’s den, and the king of beasts was standing at her back. She turned to face him, afraid she might lose her nerve at any minute.
“Did I say turn around?”
“No, Daddy.” She shook her head, all the delicious trembling increasing its vibration inside her.
He closed the slight space between them with another step.
“You can call me Daddy, Master, or Sir. Any of those is acceptable. Your safeword can be used if you need it, but I’m the one who decides when we’re done. Agreed?”
She nodded, her throat so tight, she couldn’t swallow, much less speak.
He reached for her and, in one deft tug, loosened her tie from around her neck. Pulling it off, he tossed it aside, then took hold of her blouse and ripped it right down the buttoned front. She gasped, the cool air caressing her breasts as he stripped it off her in another yank.
“Knees,” he ordered.
In nothing but a skirt, bra, socks, and Mary Janes, Sadie dropped to the floor.
“Open.” He unfastened his belt, and she eagerly opened wide, her gaze locked on his fly as he unzipped, then reached in to withdraw his jutting hard cock. Daddy wasn’t a small man, not in any part of his body. She mewed, making herself a willing sheath for his lust as he seized hold of her hair and guided himself into her waiting mouth.
He had a slightly salty taste and a clean but masculine smell that was driven into her senses as he shoved himself all the way into the back of her throat.
“You don’t give me blowjobs. I fuck your throat.”
Which was exactly what he did. She wasn’t very good at this. She had only fumbled her way through the act a couple of times before, but Derek made it easy. He took command, moving her how he wanted, thrusting hard and fast, telling her when to breathe and when to relax. He battered the back of her throat until her eyes watered, and she thought for sure he was going to come. She braced herself. She’d never done this part before, but she already knew she was going to swallow when he came. What would he taste like? She caught his hips with her hands, but just as she thought he was about to shoot his load deep in her mouth, he abruptly pulled out.
“Turn around,” he ordered tersely. The look on his face was almost angry, it was so tense. “Head on the floor. Get your ass up.”
She scrambled into the new position, gasping and jumping when the flat of his hand clapped a hard swat to her left ass cheek. She gasped even louder half a second later when he shoved his cock into her pussy, filling her so completely and unexpectedly, without a shred of gentleness to temper the suddenness with which he stretched her.
He offered no gentleness as he fucked her, taking her as if she was his property, his right, as if he didn’t even care if she got any pleasure from it. She almost came, her greedy pussy spamming harder and only growing wetter the rougher he got.
He grabbed a fistful of her hair, and it became the leash he used to yank her back onto his pounding cock.
“Fucking tease,” he accused, sending her heart racing and breathless giggles spilling out of her. “You think it’s funny. My cock’s been hard for you for hours now. For days,” he amended.
“I’m sorry, Master,” she gasped, breathless and completely without a shred of repentance. “I’m sorry.”
“You will be,” he promised, his tone so dark, she almost came. He beat her to it, pulling out so abruptly, he cut her orgasm off with painful sharpness. His own, he pumped his cock in