Chapter 22: Please Don't Stop, Daddy

Chapter 22: Please, Don't Stop, Daddy

Abigail

“Are you going to be a good girl and take my dick like a good slut?” Luciano's deep voice asked and I quickly felt myself getting wetter just hearing him close to my ear.

I nodded as he looked into my eyes but he stopped the movement with a rough grip around my throat and I let out a small strangle sound. It only made me wetter and he noticed.

“What have I said about using your fucking words, Abigail?” Do you want me to punish you, spank your ass until it is bleeding?”

His jaw clenched and his deep voice was dripping with lust. I wanted him to punish me but I would rather feel him inside me.

“Yes, I will be a good girl, daddy.”

I immediately saw something flash across his eyes and he smirked. He loved it when I called him daddy and to be honest, I did too. He chuckled and moved his hand to my jaw, tilting my head up to meet his eyes.

“You are going to look me into my eyes every second of me fucking you or I will stop. Understood?”

I swallowed hard and my pussy clenched as I felt the tip of his díck slide against my folds.

“Yes, daddy.” I replied breathily.

He hummed and his free hand went to take a grip of his díck, still holding eye contact. With a slow pace, he rubbed my clit with the tip, making me shiver and my pussy was dripping again. At this point, I would do anything to feel him inside me. He smirked at me, enjoying seeing me as a mess for him.

“So fucking beautiful.” He whispered.

He lifted his hips, taking away the sensation and I furrowed my brows but soon felt him smash into me, making my breathing hitched. He grunted as he was fully inside me, every inch. I had felt his dick inside me twice but it was like he was stretching me out all over again. He stayed still for a second and stared into my eyes.

I nodded, encouraging him to continue. He began moving with hard thrusts, making my body move deeper into the bed with every motion. It was painful and he kissed my lips, the pain subsided and I started moaning which made him pick up his pace. He took it as a cue to go harder.

“Keep taking me like that. Fuck, you feel so good.” He muttered against my lips.

“Harder, please.” I moaned.

He took the opportunity and while watching my face as he fucked me harder and I moaned louder. His lips were parted, letting out grunt and small moans, I cleaned around him and found his sound of pleasure extremely erotic. When I growled when I moaned.

“Fuck, don't do that, I can't control myself whenever you made that sound.” He sounded as he was in pain, brows furrowed and his hand around my throat tightening.

He started pounding even harder and my eyes closed, my head tilting back. The feeling in my stomach returned.

“I am going to cum, Luciano.”

I met his eyes and heard him grunted, he smiled before pulling out of me entirely, denying me a release. A confused and irritated look coated my face but before I could confront him, he turned me over flat on my stomach in a quick move. His breath was on my neck and he moved my hair away, exposing my skin to him. His mouth moved to my ear.

“Arch your back.” He commanded.

I did as he said, lifting my ass higher up, his hands were kneading the skin in a hard manner, making me bite my lips to hold back a pained moan. He was straddling me from behind, his knees on either side of my thighs and his hard dick on my ass. I wasn't prepared when he slapped my right ass cheek and I yelped. He then leaned forward, placing his hands beside my shoulders to hold up his body. His hard dick pushed between my folds and with one fast motion, he shoved his dick into me. A moan escaping my lips, he was the biggest I have ever felt.

He immediately started pounding into me, twirling my hair between his fingers before he pulled my head back. His head nestled in my neck, kissing and biting and making my pússy clench. He grunted and pounded harder and faster, I was whimpering and moaning. He was absolutely destroying me and I loved every second of it.

“Please, don't stop, daddy.” I said in a desperate tone.

His grip in my hair tightened and he chuckled against my neck.

“Say my name.” He went deeper into me, pounding me harder.

“Luciano!” I moaned his name.

He growled and started pounding me harder than I ever thought was possible. The bed was practically breaking at this point and another slap landed on my ass.

“Louder.” He growled.

“Fuck, Luciano!” I screamed his name over and over as I felt my orgasm taking over me.

My pussy clenched around him, making him grunt and he cursed in my ear as he came inside me. His thrusts are sloppier but still aggressive. We were both panting and sweating, his body collapsed on top of mine. His lips were still placing soft kisses on my neck.

“Don't think that I am done with you yet, sugar plum. I am fucking addicted to watching you cum for me. This was only a taste of what I plan to do to you tonight.”

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I have been with Luciano for four days now, going home from time to time. I hang out with Michael of course even though he is at my father's job a lot. We had been totally alone at his huge house and he had shown me around but I still had a hard time finding my way sometimes. I didn't quite know what we were yet and I didn't want to ask him either. Maybe it was a good thing, not knowing and maybe this was what I needed, to just spend time with someone that made me feel good.

He still had guards on every floor, which is four but I started to get used to it. They didn't talk much and were kind of tense but when I spoke to them, they always gave me a small smile and replied. I had noticed how Luciano always spoke in foreign language when he was on the phone, rather angrily too. But the second he put it down and moved his eyes to me his expression softened and it made me smile.