Lust For Me, Daddy's Good Girl novel Chapter 9

Fete duchy, let me suck you off

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Please daddy, let me suck you off

Hades

She was a damn drug. Addicting in every sense of the word.

This girl, this beautiful, breathless mess in front of me was past just driving me insane. She was becoming a full-blown obsession at this point, and I didn’t hate the thought of that.

From the way she smelled, to the way she tasted on my tongue, especially when I sucked her clit until she screamed like a woman in heat. The way she came, hard and wet all over my face, gs shaking, moaning my name like a prayer.

Everything about her made it harder to hold back, but I didn’t want to rush it.

What was the point of devouring something so sweet in a single bile when you could draw out the taste, savor it, ruin it slowly? I wanted to fuck her until the only thing she remembered was my name, the weight of my body, the ache I left behind in her.

She was too pure for this. Too untouched by the world I belonged to. Which only made me want to see her fall until she couldn’t come unless it was me inside her, until the only man her body responded to was me.

She was panting, still dazed from her orgasm, staring at me like she wasn’t sure if she should run or stay rooted in place.

“W-What do you mean?” she whispered.

I ran a hand through my hair, letting a slow smirk curl across my lips.

“I did tell that little ex-boyfriend of yours,” I said, stepping closer “that I’d make you get on your knees and beg for me.”

My eyes locked with hers.

“And I intend to keep my word.”

“So,” I continued, my voice a command now, “on your knees, princess. Beg me to fuck your mouth like a good girl.”

Her eyes widened, pure shock painted on her face. It was like no one had ever dared speak to her like that. Like no one had ever

wanted her like that.

Good. She needed to learn I wasn’t a boy playing games. I was a man who knew exactly what he wanted. And I wanted her. I stepped in, leaned down, and slowly slipped my thumb against her lips, parting them.

“If you want me to pleasure you,” I said, watching her intently, “you need to learn a few things.”

I dragged my thumb over her tongue gently, watching the way her mouth wrapped around it, the sight alone making my cock

throb.

“I’m not the kind of man who plays games. I don’t hesitate. Hesitation means weakness, and I know what I want.”

I let my eyes drop to her mouth. Her breath was warm against my skin. My voice dropped lower.

“And you should know this, I’m not soft. I’m rough.” I said. “Sure I’ll give you aftercare. I’ll hold you when we’re done. But when I’m inside you, I’ll fuck you raw like I want to break you. I’ll make your body shake. I’ll make you scream. I’ll keep going until you’re sobbing from too much pleasure, begging me to stop, only to give you more.” 2

Her eyes were wide, and her breathing ragged. I pulled back slightly, watching her reaction.

“This is your choice, if you want to know what real pleasure feels like, if you want me, you’ll accept my terms. Otherwise, I will walk away.”

She didn’t answer. For a moment, I thought I’d scared her off. I began to move away, I wasn’t the type to force a woman into anything, let alone making love.

Still, the result was a bit disappointing. I had so many plans for he What a shame.

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