Chapter 59
Don’t be shy sweetheart…
Dallas
My cock ached to be inside of her. She stood there when my expectations of being bashful and coy betrayed me with confidence and tenacity.
This is going to be fun.
I slid my belt off in one quick movement, pulling an excited gasp from her lips; I snapped it hard against the floor, and the loud smack disrupted the quiet of the room. Her eyes vigilantly watched, waiting.
I took a step forward, closing the gap between us, and raised my hand to move the hair from her face as I spoke.
“Go, get on the bed, lay on your back, and wait for me there.”
She turned obediently and followed my command.
I watched as she walked slowly toward the center of the room.
Climbing into bed, she laid on her back and waited for my orders.
I stayed behind for a moment; I knew the wait would make her edgy.
When I slowly pushed off the wall I was leaning against, staring and admiring that curvy goddess from afar, her eyes darted in my direction.
I chuckled at her obvious attempt at holding herself still.
Making my way over to the mattress where she lay, unmoving, eagerly and desperately waiting for me.
With the belt in my hand, I climbed up onto the mattress, positioning myself straddled on top of her, one knee on either side.
“Arms up.” I snapped. She quickly offered her wrists to me.
I wrapped the belt around both hands, lacing the loop through the buckle so that it would tighten if she moved.
If she were to fight the restraint, it would slowly bite into her skin.
I fastened the belt on a metal hook that usually holds cuffs or leather restraints to the headboard.
Using one hand, I slid my pants off, freeing my erect shaft.
I sat back on my heels and palmed my cock, tightening my grip and moving my hand up and down slowly.
Delaney’s eyes were fixed on my movements.
The rise and fall of her rapid breathing drew my attention to her supple breasts.
Her tongue swiped out, licking her lip. She sucked in her bottom lip, trapping it between her teeth, and squeezed her thighs together.
“Delaney, you dirty girl, you have quite a little voyeuristic side, don’t you?
” I teased, her face flushed with embarrassment at my assessment.
“Don’t be shy, Sweetheart,” I leaned in and spread her thighs apart, exposing her perfectly pink pussy to me.
This time, she didn’t fight it, nor did she resist. “That’s my Good Girl,” I taunted before I leaned in and spread her pussy open and spit inside of her.
Using two fingers, I traced the inside of her folds.
Her pussy wet was visibly ready to be invaded.
I slipped one finger into her, slowly grazing over her sensitive bud with my thumb.
Her leg twitched, letting me know just how sensitive she had become.
I positioned my cock, sliding the tip up and down. A mixture of my spit and her need soaking my cock.
I continued to taunt her with slow, torturous movements. She bit her lip and writhed beneath me as I used just the tip.
Without warning, I slammed into her ready and eager pussy. Her walls gripped my cock as she tensed at the unexpected thrust. “Please,” she whimpered. “I can’t… I need to cum.”
I smirked as she begged me to let her have the release she so desperately needed. “Are you finished being a brat?” I asked, looking down at her tense expression, sweat forming on her furrowed brows. “Yes, please, I’m done.” She responded between quiet moans.
“you aren’t finished until Daddy says you are.” I warned with no intention of making her wait.
My thrusts quickened and came with more force as I began to lose control of my own restraint. My hands gripping her thighs, lifting her body to meet mine, driving into her like a man possessed. Her legs wrapped firmly around my hips, keeping me deep-seated inside of her.
The sound of my name escaping from those precious lips was my own undoing as our bodies shook in unison. The intensity of her pussy tightly clinching around my cock as I spilled inside of her was all I could take.