Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 26645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
I smile at him while he watches me catch my breath from the aftershocks of the orgasms he just gave me.
“All mine,” he whispers to himself while his hands caress my body.
13
DOM
Daniella feels better than I ever could have imagined.
Hearing her cry my name doesn’t get old either. I could have listened to that all night long. As much as I want to fuck her until the sun comes up, filling her to the brim with my spend and claiming her as mine forever, I know she’ll need some time to recuperate. After all, that was her first time.
I fucked her harder than I thought I would, but she responded very well to it. I couldn’t control myself when I was inside of her. It felt like something else took over.
Daniella is warm in my arms, breathing softly as she sleeps nestled against my chest. It’s extremely difficult not to get aroused looking at her soft, curvy body next to mine. I know that if I wake her up and tell her to bend over, she’ll do it, and boy do I love that about her, but she needs rest.
I wake up in the morning to Daniella straddling me, kissing my neck, and rubbing my chest with her hands. My body clearly woke up before my mind because I’m as hard as a rock, feeling her ass gently tapping against me.
“Good morning, baby,” I growl, running my hands up her thighs. “Couldn’t get enough, could you?”
“I dreamt about you last night,” she admits, sitting up and sliding back on me so she’s hovering right in front of my cock.
“I trust it was a good dream given this reaction.”
“Very good.” She laughs, leaning down and kissing my chest. “I want to make you feel good,” she moans, climbing down my body until her face is inches from my cock.
“Did you like tasting Daddy yesterday?” I ask her, grabbing some of her hair and holding it. She nods her head and smiles up at me before gently kissing my shaft, working her way to the tip. “Use your tongue, baby.”
She opens her mouth, slathering my cock with her spit while she licks it like a lollipop. Daniella spends a couple of minutes swirling her tongue around the tip, watching me while I lean my head back and savor the feeling.
“I want you to take all of it in,” I tell her. She nods her head and wraps her mouth around the tip, gently sucking in while her tongue curls around it. “Fuck.”
Soon enough, she’s taking more and more of my cock in her mouth. Spit drips from her chin and wets me even more as she continues bobbing her head up and down. She backs her head up like she’s going to pull it away for a moment.
“No,” I tell her and she stops backing away. “You can go deeper.”
She keeps moving until she takes all of my cock in her mouth. By the time she’s there, I’m moments away from coming. I hold the back of her head still while I thrust my hips toward her face. She gags while I’m deep in her throat, and it only makes the pleasure more intense. Eventually, I come and Daniella swallows every bit of it. I finally let go of her head and she pulls her mouth away. Spit and come drip on her lips as she hangs her mouth open and catches her breath.
“You’re amazing,” I say before I lean forward and kiss her.
Getting out of bed when Daniella is here with me is hard, but both of us manage to leave. I still have some important business to tend to with the case.
“Why don’t you keep decorating here today?” I suggest after I finish getting dressed. “I’m gonna focus on that case file so we can get this investigation over with.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Daniella says, kissing me one last time before she bounds down the stairs into the living room to finish decorating my tree.
I head to the office and dig through the drawers looking for the case file Daniella stole for me. I almost panic, thinking it was misplaced or stolen. Then, I remember that I left it in the car. I was too distracted with Daniella last night to think about grabbing it.
When I walk through the living room to head outside, Daniella is happily singing along to one of the old Rat Pack Christmas songs. I stop and stare at her for a moment while she’s too busy decorating to notice me. I just want to do what I need to so I can join her and make more memories with her.
I rush out of the house and open my car door to grab the folder and leave. That’s all I went out there to do.
Unfortunately, when I stand up, holding the folder in my hands, I see a shadow approaching from behind me. I turn around to see who it is, but before I can get a good look, a fist is in my face and I fall backward.