“Pull your knees up to your chest and let them fall to the bed, sweetheart.”
Am I getting enough oxygen? I feel lightheaded.
Daddy lifts a brow. He’s in his Dominant headspace. I love it when he orders me around. And I’m unable to disobey him.
Doing as I’m told, I bend my knees and drop them open wide.
“Good girl,” he mumbles as he shifts his attention to my wet pussy. “Such a good girl…” His hands come to my inner thighs, pressing them wider, restraining me as his thumbs tug my tender skin, parting my folds.
I whimper at the sensation. It feels as though he has opened me up. It’s embarrassing having him stare at my pussy like this. I’ve never felt more submissive than I do right now.
“Daddy…” I’m wobbling between Little space and my adult self. He told me that’s fine. It’s not really avoidable because my adult likes to fantasize about being forced to accept whatever Daddy says or does. Not just any Daddy; only Mace.
It’s so strange turning my imagination into reality. I’m here with Mace, my dream man, in his home, in his bed. Naked. And he’s going to turn all my fantasies into reality.
“You’ve visualized this,” Daddy says.
“Yes…” The word comes out like a hiss.
“When you’ve pictured my mouth on you, was I holding you down?”
My face heats further. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Tuck your hands under your thighs, Baby girl.” He releases some of the pressure so I can wiggle my fingers beneath my legs.
“Good girl.” When he presses my thighs again, my hands are slightly trapped. I could pull them out, of course, but he’s giving me the illusion of restraint. And my body throbs with need.
Daddy leans over my chest and flicks one of my nipples with his tongue. “Fuck, your tits are sexy.”
My eyes roll back as he switches to the other one. Then he sucks it into his mouth, and I moan. I try to arch my chest toward him, but I don’t have much leverage.
Everything he does feels so good. Even his kisses are amazing. But this… I had no idea how it would feel to have my nipples played with, let alone suckled.
Keeping my legs pinned open, my hands under them, Mace torments my swollen buds back and forth until I’m out of my mind. Apparently, I enjoy nipple play. When he grips one distended tip between his teeth, the slight pain makes me cry out.
“Yeah?” he asks.
“Fuck, yes…”
Mace chuckles, his breath hitting my stomach as he nibbles a path toward my pussy. I’m so wet that my arousal is dripping between my butt cheeks. I can feel my pulse in my lower lips.
Daddy drags his tongue between my folds and flicks it over my clit.
I’ve died and gone to heaven. This is ten times better than my imagination. No book can fully convey what I’m experiencing.
Without warning, he thrusts his tongue into my opening and then sucks as much of my pussy as he can fit into his mouth.
I cry out as he holds my folds and clit captive, maintaining the suction.
“Mace… Ohgod…” My head rolls to the side. I can’t see. All I can do is feel.
He releases the pressure, but only long enough to shift his focus entirely to my clit, sucking it rhythmically while tormenting it with his tongue. It feels ten times larger than normal, swollen and throbbing.
Suddenly, I’m on the edge of the abyss, floating out of my body, suspended in a state of total bliss right before I come harder than ever before.
My body jerks over and over with my release. Never in my life did I expect to feel this sated, and he hasn’t even entered me yet. I want him to, though. More than anything. I need his cock inside me. I want to feel the pressure of his body on top of mine while he fills me so deeply.
“Please…” I’m panting. My voice is whiny. “Daddy…”