Bend Me, Daddy
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My cock jerked, and my breath left me in a rush. There was nothing I wanted more in this fucking world that to have her hands on me. Her mouth would be even better. I could see the curiosity in her eyes. "You can touch me whenever you want to. You don't have to ask."

She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and bit down. "I don't want to do anything wrong."

"You won't." She was still hesitant, so I reached over and grabbed her hand and pressed it over my heart. It pounded so hard I felt lightheaded as I lay there waiting, the anticipation nearly fucking killing me.

I'd never been a patient man when it came to sex. I took what I wanted from the women I was with. It just so happened that one of the things I wanted was to watch them come for me, so it usually worked out well for both parties. But right now, with Sera, I sensed I needed to let her do this. Although I knew she enjoyed the way I touched her, she needed to know she could trust me. And I was more than happy to let her explore. "Touch me, Sera. Do anything you want." Releasing her hand, I let my arm fall back down to the bed.

Her fingertips began to move, slowly at first, delicately tracing the lines of the tattoo that covered my left pec. With a quick glance at my face, she pushed herself up until she was sitting on her heels beside me, gloriously naked. Jesus Christ, I'd never get tired of looking at her.

I fisted my hands into the sheets and tried to control my breathing as her eyes traveled quickly over my face, then dropped to my shoulders, my chest, down my stomach... all the way to my cock jutting out from between my hips. "You're fucking killing me here, baby girl." The words were punctuated by quick, hard breaths as I tried to hold myself still on the bed.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

"Don't be sorry, just fucking touch me."

Finally, finally, she did. Using both hands, she started at my neck and ran them down over my collarbone, feeling the curve of muscle in my chest. One hand stayed there while the other traveled slowly down my stomach. I held my breath when she stopped, undecided. "Go ahead," I told her.

But instead of doing what I told her, she removed her hand from my stomach and bent over me. Her pink hair fell like a cotton candy curtain between us, obscuring my vision until I couldn't see what she was doing. But I felt it.

Fucking hell, I fucking felt it.

Something soft and wet and warm touched the tip of my cock, just for a second. I was so fucking wound up by this point that I hissed through my teeth.

Her head whipped around, and she stared up at me, her forehead creased with worry. "I'm sorry. I don't know what I'm doing."

Moving one hand to her smooth back, I pressed her back down. "Do it again." My voice was dark with lust, but there was nothing I could fucking do about that. It was all I could do not to come all over her face with that one tiny touch of her tongue. "Take me in your mouth."

The look she gave me was unsure, but she did as I told her. Again, I felt the tip of her tongue gently lap at the head of my cock. My legs moved restlessly beneath the sheets and a deep moan escaped my throat. She was trying to fucking kill me. With little licks, she explored my sex, one hand braced on my stomach and the other replaceing its way to my thigh. I wished I could see what she was doing, but her face was turned away from me.

Then she parted her lips and sucked the entire head into her mouth. I cried out, my hips jerking up off the bed, trying to go deeper. She immediately pulled back and my frustration was so great I nearly pounded my fists into the mattress. "Sera..." Her name was wrenched from my throat.

I heard her breath catch and opened my eyes to replace her staring at me with a newfound sense of power. But as she stared into my eyes, something she saw there drained the triumphant look from her face. "You don't like this."

I shook my head. "No, baby. I fucking love it. But I only have so much control. And if you don't take me in your mouth right fucking now, I'm going to have you on your back with my cock inside of you so fucking fast... and I don't want to do that. I want to take my time with you. I want to make you feel so good you're begging me to fuck you."

Her chest rose and fell with quick breaths.

"Suck me, Sera. As deep as you can."

Her fingernails dug into my chest, and then she leaned over me again, letting her hair fall so the soft strands brushed my lower stomach. Gathering it in my hands, I held it up on the back of her head so I could see.

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Soft lips closed around me again. I moved all of her hair into one hand and grabbed the base of my cock, standing it up straight so she'd be forced to give me her profile. The sight of her mouth stretched around me combined with the way her wet, warm tongue was exploring had me trembling with the effort it took to hold myself still. "Deeper," I ordered gruffly.

Sera did as I told her, opening her mouth wider and sliding down my length. Her tongue licked me all around and then she came up, sucking hard before releasing me. "Yes," I hissed. "Just like that. Again," I demanded.

With my hand on the back of her head, I showed her what I liked, and she soon fell into a rhythm that had me grinding my teeth and lifting my hips to thrust. "I'm gonna come, baby. Fuck." My hand still wrapped in her hair, I held her still and quickened the pace. My balls tightened as white-hot pleasure shot down my spine and up the length of my cock. "Sera!" Her name was a hoarse cry as my cock pulsed and come shot into her mouth. I shoved her head down until I was as deep as I could go. Sera swallowed and moaned in the back of her throat, and I felt it all the way to my fucking bones.

Holy shit. I'd never come so hard in my fucking life.

And she took it all.

"Perfect, baby. So fucking perfect." I praised her as I smoothed her hair out of her face, hoping I hadn't hurt her, but damn. "Come here." Slipping my hands under her arms, I pulled her up my body until she was sprawled out on top of me. I ran my hands down her back and over the curves of her ass, digging my fingers into the supple flesh as I kissed her, tasting the saltiness of my orgasm on her tongue.

Flipping her onto her back, I kissed my way down her throat to her sweet breasts. "I just want to make you feel good," I whispered against her soft skin. "Let me make you feel good, baby."

Sera's moan was the sweetest response I'd ever fucking heard.