Chapter 14: It Is Daddy For You

Chapter 14: It Is Daddy For You

Abigail

Luciano tightened the belt around my wrists, it was cold and made me shiver run down my spine. He dick was grazing my folds and when he looked down at me again, he smirked. I looked up at my hand and he had locked me to the bedpost. I pulled slightly, making them hurt a little.

I was completely bare for him to take and use and the thought made my pussy clenched. He put his hand around my throat, squeezing it tightly and the other supported his weight on the bed. He hovered right above me and we both were breathing heavily with needs and lust and he leaned forward a little, spreading my legs wider. He looked into my eyes, studying my reaction as he pushed his dick into my hole and I whimpered.

“I am going to fuck your tight pussy until you fucking scream for me, sugar plum.” He whispered in a deep voice, the words sent shiver straight to my aching core. He is the only one that has ever made me feel like this.

“Please, Luciano. I need you.” I said in a begging tone.

“It is daddy for you from now onwards.” He said in a firm tone.

“Say it!” He commanded and I looked into his eyes.

“Daddy,” I moaned.

He grunted and slowly pushed deeper inside me, I felt his big dick stretch me out in a way only he could possibly do. It felt like I was being ripped in half, he began moving his hips slowly but I could see that he was trying to hold back by the way he closed his eyes for a second. I couldn't keep my eyes open from the pain and I almost screamed when he was fully in. He put his head in the nape of my neck and whispered sweet words into my ear, praising me and telling me how I was such a good girl for him.

“You take me so well, sugar plum. Keep taking my dick like that.” He mumbled and started thrusting slowly in and out and the pain turned into pleasure.

He kissed and bit my neck, trying to distract me from the pain and when he suddenly picked up his pace, I moaned loudly. I tried to pull my hands to touch him and grip on him but the belt on my wrist only clinked, mocking me. I kept moaning and tried to lift my hips to show him that he could fasten his pace and he immediately obliged. He went harder and faster and I moaned with every thrust.

“Yes, please, daddy!” I moaned and I could feel my orgasm starting to settle in my stomach and that familiar feeling made me throw my head back and arch my back.

His grip around my throat tightened as he grunted and moaned deeply into my ear. The sounds was extremely erotic and made me moan even louder, begging him to keep fucking me.

“Fuck, you are so tight for me. Isn't that right?” His voice was husky and deep.

He pulled his dick out of me and I whimpered at the loss but soon I felt him smashing into me again and I screamed in pleasure. I widened my legs, trying to take him deeper and he obliged, fucking me even harder with deeper thrusts.

“Answer me, Abigail. Tell me how tight your young pussy is for me.” He growled into my ear, making me dripping wet. He pulled his head up to look at me.

“I am…I am so tight for you, daddy.” I moaned and looked right into his eyes.

“Good girl,” he muttered.

He grunted with each thrust and kissed my lips roughly as he stretched my walls out. He took his free hand and started rubbing my clit and I felt myself being pushed over the edge.

“Come on, be a good girl and cum for me, little one.”

The overbearing wave of pleasure washed over as one of the most orgasms I had experienced flooded through my body. I tilted my head back, closing my eyes and furrowing my eyebrows. I moaned until the orgasm had gone through me and he kept fucking me, pounding into me hard as I kept moaning. I was incredibly sensitive down there but it soon turned into pleasure again, I closed my eyes and tilted my head back into the pillow. He took a grip around my chin with his free hand and roughly turned my face to meet his dark gaze.

“Look at me!” He commanded and I obeyed.

He hit a spot in me that made me cry out from pleasure, he kissed my cheek and then moved down to my ear.

“Cum all over my dick once again, Abigail.”

His low voice was the last drop and soon the feeling in my stomach returned and I was ready to orgasm again. With a last thrust, he grunted and I could feel his warm cum paint my walls. I cum with him, arching my back to take him deeper and only his name could be heard from my lips. I was extremely tired, it felt like I was going to fall asleep any minute. He kissed me on the lips and smiled down at me, all the irritation I had felt earlier towards him had gone away and I smiled back.

He slipped his díck out of me and leaned up to take me out of my tied wrists. I took my hands down and he rubbed them, I winced at the pain. Red marks coated both my wrists but I didn't care because I enjoyed every bit of it so much. With a kiss on each of them, he looked at me with concern in his eyes. He cupped my face, rubbing his thumb across it.

“Are you okay? How do you feel?” His soft voice was new to me, he seemed to genuinely care for me. I always considered him as a confident and slightly arrogant proud man but now, he seemed so sweet. I smiled at him.

“I am okay,” I said and he smiled back at me and pecked my lips.

“I have missed you so badly.” He muttered.

“And this time, I am not letting you go.” He added.

“But you are my father's business friend.” I mumbled but he didn't respond.

Instead, he got off the bed and pulled me with him. He walked into the bathroom and literally shoved me into the shower with him. I giggled and he smiled down at me, he turned on the shower and turned me around. I felt his still erected cóck on my ass but he seemed to be able to control himself. We showered together in a comfortable silence but he would occasionally kiss my body and I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling.

He washed my body clean, especially my pussy and I whimpered softly as I was sore. I could only imagine the torture I was going feel in the morning but it is not something I haven't felt before. Then it clinked, was he going to stay with tonight? My smile turned into a frown and he stood up with a concerned look on his face. He took a hold of my jaw and tilted my face up to meet his eyes.