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Daddy's Naughty Girl

Chapter 140 Blake.
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Chapter 140: Chapter 140 Blake.

"Such a good girl," I say as I pull the tip of my cock from her warmth and tuck it into my boxer briefs. Seeing her naked and spread out makes me want to keep going, but she doesn’t have much time. "Let’s get you dressed."

"Dressed?" Her eyes are still hooded with sleep as she reaches for me.

"You’ve got class." I can see the moment my words register because her eyes snap open and she looks for the clock. "Relax, you’ll be on time."

Standing up from the small bed, I grab her tights and hold them out for her to step into. She looks so sweet and shy as she gets off the bed and walks over to me.

"Maybe I should clean up first?" She looks down between her legs, and even I can see my cum dripping between them.

"Nope." I shake my head and hold the tights open.

Without another word, I help her into them and then her shorts. She’s topless, and I can’t help but dip my head and suck on one of her nipples before helping her put on the bralette then her shirt. I’m still so fucking hard, but there’s a peace in my chest I haven’t felt before now.

When she’s fully dressed, I stand up and reach into my back pocket. "Here," I say as I take out a stack of hundreds and peel off two grand for her.

"Thank you," she says softly and then blushes.

"Here’s a little extra." I peel off another thousand and put it into her empty hand. "That’s for the second one."

She doesn’t say a word but nods as she bites her lip and then looks my body up and down like she’s thinking about what else we can do.

"Stop it." When her eyes snap up to mine, I shake my head. "We don’t have time right now, but I’ll take care of you later."

She takes the money and puts it into the little safe in her closet. Once it’s tucked away, I grab her bag with her books, and she pulls on her boots. Then in a movement that feels like we’ve done it a thousand times, I take her hand and we leave her dorm with her bookbag over my shoulder.

"You don’t have to carry them for me." The way she smiles up at me is so fucking cute, and I hate that I couldn’t keep her in bed longer.

"I like doing things for you."

She bites her lip before leaning into my side. "I like it too."

When we get to the building for her next class, she turns to me and waits.

"What?" I ask, feeling confused.

"I need my bag so you can leave." Her smile is adorable, and I can’t help leaning down and giving her a quick kiss.

"Baby, I’m coming with you."

"What?" There’s surprise in her voice but a little laughter too.

"I’m not ready to let you go just yet." I shrug, and she looks back at the building like she’s thinking it over.

"That’s so sweet, but are you sure? This is a lecture class, and it’s always super boring."

"I guess we’ll just have to find a way to make it exciting." Winking at her, I grab her hand and head to her class.

When we get to the door, I look in and see the theater seating is almost full. There’s an empty row in the back, and I tug on her hand to go that way. We climb the steps until we come to the last one, and there’s a wall at our back. I take a seat, and she takes one next to me as the professor begins.

I watch as Piccola takes out her laptop and a notebook and pen. I grab the laptop and she opens the document she’s been using for notes in this class.

"I got this," I tell her as she shrugs and sits back in her seat.

As the professor speaks, I type and make sure to include all she’s discussing while Piccola writes little notes on the paper in front of her. I glance over and see she’s written my name and has put hearts around it, and it’s so adorable I lean over and kiss her neck. Fuck, she smells so good.

Just then the professor says something about watching a documentary on the topic of discussion, and the lights go out. Piccola glances at me, and the space between us is charged with this exciting energy I can’t name. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

The theater is almost pitch black as the documentary plays on the screen in the front and the sound comes through the speakers mounted on the walls. This is really more like a movie theater than a lecture hall.

I feel Piccola move a little closer to me, and her body presses to my side. Without thinking, I grab her upper arm and pull her even closer so that she’s on my lap facing forward. I move her legs so they’re spread on either side of mine, and I lean forward to drape my body over hers. She’s tucked close against me, and the computer in front of us gives us a little more privacy even though it’s so dark there’s no way anyone could see us if they turned around and looked back.

I slide my hand across her belly and put my lips to her ear. "Can you be quiet?"

She swallows hard, pretending to watch the video, then nods.

"You gonna be my good girl?" She pushes her ass against my hard cock and then nods again as I kiss the place just below her ear.

My hand goes to the button of her shorts, and I flick the top one open. Sliding my hand into her tights, I feel my cum on her from earlier and have to clench my jaw to keep from moaning. I slide the thick digits over her lips and then between them to pet her clit. I’m not just going to get her off but get her ready to take me.

"How much to get this pussy?" I whisper, and her eyes flutter closed.

Dipping my fingers lower, I push two of them into her cunt and feel her tight silk grip me. She’s so small, but she’s eager, and her body wants to be filled.

"You want a new car?" I ask, and she shivers as I rub the heel of my hand over her clit while my fingers fuck her. "You want your tuition paid?"

Her mouth falls open, but she doesn’t make a sound as her head falls back on my shoulder. My other hand goes up her shirt, and I yank down one of the cups of her bralette. My fingers gently pinch her nipples as my hand in her pussy keeps a steady rhythm.

"I’ll fly you to Europe for the weekend and bathe you in gold while I eat this sweet pussy." I lick down her neck, and she gasps. "I’ve got it, baby. I’ve got all you need."

"Yes, Daddy," she says softly, and my hand stops.

Her eyes widen like she’s surprised she said it too, and then she turns to look at me. "I’m sorry—"

I cut off her apology when I cover her mouth with mine. The kiss is heated and possessive, and I never knew how much I wanted to hear her say those words. Fuck, it calls to something dark and possessive in me, and right now if I could, I’d put her on my dick and keep her there.

Her pussy clenches around my fingers, and I add a third. She’s stretched full, and I rub that sweet spot inside her that makes her arch her back and bear down. The heel of my hand presses against her clit, and that’s all it takes for her to go off.

My mouth against hers keeps her quiet as her climax hits and I help her ride it out. It’s so fucking beautiful seeing her come apart, and even now, it’s not enough. I want to do it again and again until she’s soft and open so I can climb on her body and fuck that cherry out of her.

She falls against me when she comes back down, and I kiss her one last time before I slip my hand out of her shorts. She watches me as I bring my fingers to my mouth and lick them clean. I can taste her release and a lingering trace of me on her too. She’s sweet and tangy, and I’m addicted to the scent of her.

"Rest, baby," I say as I cuddle her close against my chest.

After a moment, her breath becomes even and gentle, and I think she’s drifted off. While she’s out, I take notes for her and make sure she’s got all the information to look at later. Right now, her body has been through so much in a short time, and she needs to recover.

Hell, after hearing her call me Daddy, I might need some time to recover too.

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