Daddy's Naughty Girl

Chapter 88: Chapter 88 Felicity.

"Now you’re mine. All mine," he told me.

Suddenly, the ache in my hole was gone and all that was left was pure bliss.

That wasn’t so bad, I thought.

I’d heard horror stories about girls first times, but this wasn’t one of those, and as Roman started fucking me, I knew I was having the complete and total opposite experience.

Instantly, a globe of warmth began to sparkle deep within my center. I was already getting ready for liftoff to orgasm number two, and I was pretty sure that it was going to knock me out.

“Roman..." I whispered as he drove his monster cock in and out of me. Each stroke stretched me, and I could feel my pussy lips grip his thick shaft each time he pulled back, as though my body was trying to keep him from slipping out.

He was sweating. I felt a couple of beads drip down onto my lower back, igniting my already flaming passion for him even more. Roman was right; there was a bad girl inside me, and she was begging to be let out.

“Play with your pussy while I fuck you, angel," he told me in a commanding tone.

"Like this," he said, reaching forward and taking hold of my arm. He bent it gently down and slid my hand between my legs, then pressed my fingers against my clit. "Rub it while I fuck you."

Oh. My. God!

This was like something out of a porno scene, and I was loving every second of it. I’d played with myself in private before what girl hasn’t? — but doing it at the same time that my dream man pounded me from behind? ƒгeewёbnovel.com

That was something else.

His cock in my tight slit amplified the sensations from my fingers, sending me into a realm of pleasure I’d never known.

I was dripping for him, feeling my own juices splash against my inner thighs with each slap from his balls as he drove his cock into me. Nothing could have prepared me for this. I’d left the house tonight feeling like my world was ending. Now my world was filled with super-saturated colors and soul-encompassing heat threatening to overwhelm me.

His thickness was blowing my mind. I literally could feel my pussy stretching to accommodate him, and each stroke caused that little sparkling ball inside me to grow.

“Keep playing with yourself, angel," he told me as he picked up the pace. I could feel the hunger in his strokes. He was possessed by me, and the pride that gave me...

...was impossible to put into words.

I did as I was told, and flicked my index and pointer fingers across my clit quickly as the feelings inside me grew.

"You look so fucking sexy," he purred. “You would have been the club’s superstar."

"Yeah?" I asked softly, rolling my clit faster as I got closer.

"No doubt," he replied, burying his cock deep in my cunt.

"But I’d never let you work in a place like that. Only I get to see this gorgeous body."

I smiled as my orgasm hit me.

"Only you, baby..."

My body quaked and I collapsed onto the ground. Roman pressed down against me, pinning me to the floor with his cock as my pussy clenched down on him.

I applied pressure to my clit but stopped all movement as the sensitivity threatened to overwhelm me. A moan shook through my lips with each pulse of my pussy.

Roman’s body was slick with sweat and he slid his hand up from my ass and into my hair.

"Good girl," he cooed into my ear. "Come for me."

"I’m coming!" I gasped.

"Come for me..."

I felt like I was being swept over a waterfall of caramel into a bubbling brilliant lake below. My head was in the stars while my body rocked like a massive earthquake. Roman’s scent and strength wrapped me with security and desire, and as I came down, my lips twisted into a smile of pure content.

"You like that, baby?" Roman whispered.

"So good.." I whispered. "You’re insane."

"Only the best for you," he said, rocking his hips slowly back and forth, grinding his cock against the tight walls of my dripping pussy.

"You’re the best," I giggled as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Is it all in now?"

"It is, angel," he replied. “You want another picture?"

"I do," he said, reaching for the phone. "So I’m going to take one."

"Mmmm, okay," I replied, twisting my face so the cool floor pressed against my cheek.

I lay there, completely out of it, blanketed in bliss, as Roman took his phone, sat up slightly and took a picture.

I opened my eyes as he brought it to my face and smiled.

My ass looks awesome! I thought. It was gleaming, slick with Roman’s sweat. My pussy lips were spread wide, pink and red like they were swollen, wrapped around his cock, which was buried deep. All I could see was a hint of the base.

"Wow..."

"How, right?" he asked as he twisted the phone and snapped a picture of my face.

"No! Roman, no!" I protested.

"I’m gonna look terrible!"

"You look sexy" he corrected me, crushing my lips with his to silence my protests. "I love how you look with your cheeks red and sweaty and your hair all messed up."

Is he serious?

Over my makeup and hair for the club earlier, doing my best to look what I thought was sexy, and now Roman was telling me he liked me with everything all messed up?

"Really?"

"Yes, angel," he replied. “You don’t need makeup and lingerie to be beautiful."

If it had been any other guy saying these things to me, I would have rolled my eyes and dismissed it as a bad pickup line.

But this was Roman and I believed him.

"I can’t believe you’re still hard," I told him, twisting my hips and grinding back against him. "You’re like...a machine or something."

“Like the Terminator?” he asked. I laughed.

"Yes, exactly. You have officially terminated me."

"Well don’t tap out just yet, girl," he smiled. “Because I’ve still got more in store for you."