Please Me Daddy (Gracie) novel Chapter 147

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Come on my cock, Grace

Grace

“Ah, how can you still be this tight when you’re drenched,” Apollo grunted, his voice cracking with pleasure. I felt the throb of his cock inside me, pulsing so deep I could barely breathe.

My forehead stayed pressed against his chest, my whole body shaking uncontrollably. His scent filled my lungs, mixing with the heat between my legs. He was buried in me all the way, still pressing into that perfect spot deep inside, the one he always found without fail. It was like he knew my body better than I did.

I bit down on my lip hard, trying to trap the moans rising in my throat. We were still in the damn car. Austin was still driving. And even though the partition was up, I couldn’t fully ignore the reality.

Apollo didn’t tolerate the silence.

He grabbed my waist suddenly, hands firm, and lifted me up. The cold air hit me for a split second before he slammed me back down on his cock. I choked on a cry, my eyes widening in shock and blinding pleasure. The force of the thrust made my vision blur.

I moaned, loud enough that embarrassment shot straight through me before the pleasure drowned it.

“Apollo!” Tears glimmered at the corners of my eyes from how intense it was.

He leaned into my ear, breath hot against my skin.

“Moan.”

A shiver tore through me.

“The car is soundproof,” he murmured, voice low and commanding. “So don’t hide your moans. Let me hear how good you feel.”

I trembled harder, my whole body burning. Even if the car wasn’t fully soundproof, Austin had definitely known the second Apollo raised the partition. He knew what we were doing in the car, and the thought didn’t sit right with me. But despite the mortification twisting in my stomach, my body was winning this battle. Desire was louder than my pride.

I swallowed, nodding weakly. “Y–yes…”

My voice was breathless. And the second I said it, Apollo’s grip tightened. He rolled his hips up.

I gasped, my entire body jerking as he pressed into the most sensitive part of me again. My hands pulled helplessly against the tie, wrists burning, desperate to hold onto him but unable to move.

He kept one hand on my waist, the other moving up my spine, grounding me even as he pushed deeper.

“Good girl,”

The praise hit me harder than his thrusts. My walls clenched around him so tightly I felt him groan into my neck. “Fuck, Grace,” he hissed. “You feel so good, and warm around my cock.”

My entire body felt like it was trembling apart. The pleasure coursed through me, spreading from my stomach to my chest, down to my limbs.

I bit my lip again, but he noticed immediately. He didn’t say a word this time, but the next second, his thumb was pressing against my clit.

I flinched at the touch, gasping sharply. At first, it was light but then he began circling it in slow motions.

Come on my cock, Grace

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His cock didn’t stop either, thrusting deep and relentless inside me. My mouth fell open in a gasp, head tipping

back.

“Oh my God…” I moaned, breathless. The combination of him stretching me and his thumb teasing me at the same time was too much to handle.

His jaw flexed as he watched me, eyes locked on mine. I couldn’t look away even if I wanted to.

He lifted me slightly again, and then slid me back down onto him, inch by inch. Every movement pushed his cock against my most sensitive, aching spot. His other hand worked faster now, circling my clit with precision that made my toes curl.

I couldn’t hold back, my moans spilled uncontrollably from me.

“Oh, fuck. Yes!” I cried, hips bucking helplessly against him. “You feel so good inside me, daddy.”

“That’s it,” he murmured, fingers digging into my hips, holding me steady even as I writhed. “Let me hear everything.”

The ride became hotter, intimate, and sticky. Our bodies pressed together, skin slick with sweat, his chest against mine, leather squeaking beneath us. Every motion, groan, slide of his cock inside me filled the car with the scent and sound of sex.

He thrust deep again, and I tightened around him.

He groaned, threw his head back, jaw clenched. I was lost entirely in the sensation of being filled.

When his thumb grazed that perfect spot again, I couldn’t hold back. I was so close, my body on fire, trembling with the need that had been building for what felt like forever.

I didn’t even know where I found the strength, but my hips moved on instinct, quickening against him, chasing the high that burned deep inside me.

My thighs and hips burned from the effort, but I didn’t care.

Apollo must have felt it too. The way I clenched around him and the way my body ached for release, had to have given me away. He kept moving inside me, grinding into me, letting me ride the edge as long as he wanted.

He leaned forward slightly, his mouth brushing the side of my neck, sending chills down my spine. His breath fanned over my skin, and I shivered helplessly.

“Come on my cock, Grace. Let me feel every dripping drop of your tight pussy around me.”

I whimpered, desperate to prolong the sensation, but the second his thumb circled my clit again, the last restraint

shattered.

“Apollo, I’m close!”

“That’s it…” His voice dropped low, almost a growl, primal and hungry, as if my moans fed something inside him.

“Don’t stop,” he ordered, tightening his grip on my waist, holding me steady as I bounced helplessly on him.

The pressure built faster, until it was blinding. My body clenched around him again and again, pulling him deeper into me without mercy.

I tensed, shuddered, and squirted over his cock, collapsing forward onto him. Tremors wracked my body, muscles quivering as pleasure tore through me.

God… I did it again. I squirted, but this time, it wasn’t his face; it was his cock, slick and throbbing beneath me.