33. Halfway
HALFWAY
CHELSEA
I gasped when he lowered his body over me. My legs wrapped around his muscular torso, his muscles flexing when he slid his hand down to hold the base of his cock before pushing in.
My lips parted when I felt the wide tip enter me. A whimper rolled out of me, his eyes snapping to my face, making sure he wasn’t hurting me. As much as I loved his gentleness, I wanted him to fill me up.
“M-more,” I cried out. “Please, Daddy.”
“ Patience ,” he groaned, sliding another inch. “Fuck, you’re tight, Princess.”
I bit my lip, trying to relax myself as two more inches filled me. I was so glad he had used lube, or I would have stopped him with a safe word. His cock was not only girthy, but long enough that he kept sliding in. How long is he?
“Are you in, Daddy?” I asked, breathless.
“Princess,” Sean licked his lips. “I’m only halfway there.”
“Halfway?!” I asked, my voice high-pitched.
“ Shh ,” he groaned. “I’ll make it fit.”
I nodded, taking deep breaths and exhaling sharply when he gently thrusted inside me. I felt so full. I could feel each throb of his cock. My clit burned with pleasure when he pressed his hips over me, grinding me slowly.
“ Oh God ,” I moaned, white hot lust flashing behind my eyes with each thrust.
He retreated before slamming inside. Sean groaned in the crook of my neck. It was so erotic that I clenched him.
“F-fuck, Princess. Don’t do that if you don’t want me to cum right now,” he grunted, leaning back and holding my hips.
I bit my lip and clenched his shaft, his eyes narrowing on me. I yelped when he slammed inside me, his thrust so powerful that I moved on the bed, his fingers digging into my skin.
“Don’t test me, sweet girl,” he crooned, his breathy, deep voice making my toes curl.
Our groans and moans echoed in the room, the sounds of skin slapping against each other and wet squelching surrounded us. Scent of sex hovered in the air, making me heady.
I didn’t know I was orgasming until I heard him praise me, his fingers wet from rubbing my clit. “Such a good fucking girl,” he groaned. “Make a mess on Daddy’s cock.”
Passion crept through my veins. I whimpered, my legs trembling as the orgasm kept going, turning into another orgasm.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I felt Sean’s fingers gently rub my clit while he kept me full with his cock.
My walls couldn’t stop clenching him as he kissed my knee, spreading my legs wider.
When I opened my eyes, I blinked out of the haze to find myself on my knees and hands, my hair falling around me like a curtain. I moaned when I felt him filling me up again and remembered how hard I came that I almost passed out.
“ Oh! ” I whimpered when he spanked my ass, my skin turning hot and juices leaking out of me from the warmth.
“Only ten more to go, Princess,” Sean said, his voice husky and deep. “Come on, you can do it.”
“T-ten more?” I was going to die.
I could imagine the news for the next day. Twenty-four-year-old found dead in a rich lawyer’s penthouse after fourteen orgasms .
A cry left my throat when he tugged at my hair until I was leaning up on my knees, his chest pressed against my back. His hand wrapped around my neck and squeezed lightly, making me tether to the edge.
“Where did you run off to, hm?” He asked, his lips brushing over my ear. “See how pretty you look getting fucked by Daddy.”
My eyes gazed across the bed at the mirror.
My cheeks burned with heat, watching how different I looked.
My eyes were dark, hair tousled. Neck and breasts flushed with pink hue and hickies.
His body looked massive in the mirror, his forearm flexing with veins as he rubbed my clit.
Compared to me, Sean looked sophisticated.
Charming even while he was fucking me in the most deranged way possible.
“You look fucked out, don’t you, Princess?” He purred in my ear, licking the shell and biting it.
I moaned. “Yes, Daddy.”
“This is what you wanted, didn’t you, hm ? Naughty fucking girl,” he growled, lowering his mouth to my neck and sinking his teeth into my sensitive skin.
I sighed, digging my fingers into his arm and arching into his touch. He kept moving inside me, my eyes getting hooded as I felt another orgasm closing in.
Looking over my shoulder, I found him watching our reflection in the mirror before meeting my eyes and leaning down to capture my lips. The kiss was heated, his mouth overpowering mine and swallowing my moan.
I hummed, kissing him back, burying my hand in his thick hair before he pushed me back on my hands, spanking my cheek and slamming inside me. I groaned, pain and pleasure overwhelming me.
I didn’t know I was crawling away until Sean pulled me back, his voice dark. “Where do you think you’re running away, Princess?” He stayed inside me, my walls feeling the pinch of pain when he roughly plunged inside. “You wanted this, dirty girl. I’m not letting you go until I’m done.”
My eyes burned with tears when another orgasm tore out of me. Sean was ruthless. His cock was already filling me up and pressing against the sensitive g-spot, but his fingers kept rubbing over my clit, applying just the right pressure to make me cum.
Even when I thought I wouldn’t be able to come anymore, he surprised me. It felt like he knew my body more than I did.
“P-please!” I begged him, not remembering how many times I had already orgasmed. He still hadn’t. “Daddy— fuck! ”
He had thrown my legs on his shoulder, his abs clenching with each deep thrust. Both of our bodies had a light sheen of sweat. But he didn’t look breathless, while I felt like I had run a marathon.
“Please what, sweet girl?” He asked, kissing my ankle. “Wanna cum once again? Only four orgasms left.”
“You’re lying,” I blurted. I’m pretty sure he was. I felt like I had come over a hundred times.
“Oh, am I, now?”
“Please!”
“I won’t know what you’re begging for until you tell me, Princess.”
I bit my lip and did my best innocent eyes, fluttering my lashes. “Cum inside me, Daddy.”
His eyes widened for a flicker of a second before he increased his pace. I gasped, clutching the headboard and wringing the sheets as he fucked me hard and fast. I was glad he had my legs over his shoulders, taking care that they didn’t flail or shake around too much.
My entire body felt on fire, as if he had lit up a secret pleasure switch, turning me on more and more with every touch and kiss.
“I’m gonna cum, Princess,” Sean groaned. “Gonna cum in my pretty pussy.”
My walls clamped around him as he slammed inside me, his breathing harsh. I gasped, feeling the warm spurt of his thick cum filling me up. His handsome face looked like an erotic art when he threw his head back, exposing his Adam’s apple and neck.
Just seeing him orgasm, his sweaty muscles tensing, and the deep smoky groan triggered my own.
It was smaller compared to others, but it felt hotter. I moaned, clenching him again, milking him until he pulled out with a hiss.
“Look at her,” he groaned, his hands spreading my trembling thighs to see his cum leak out of me. I whimpered when he rubbed his finger over my entrance. He tsked, “You’re wasting it, Princess. Give me a few minutes and I’ll fuck it back in you.”
What. The. Fuck.
Few minutes?