Chapter 95: Please Fúck Me, Daddy
Chapter 95: Please Fúck Me, Daddy
Camilla
I felt really good and warm right now, it took me a long time to realize I had been onto Adriano's lap but now that things have come back into focus, I just feel warm, secure and genuinely happy.
"Always,"
That one single word was spoken like a promise and it had my heart racing a little quicker than it had before. Everything about today has only confirmed just how strong my feelings are for Adriano and right now, no matter how close my body is to him, I needed more.
"Daddy?" I called, angling my head and planting nothing more than a ghost of a kiss to the side of his neck.
I want him so bad and the hard length pressing between my thighs tells me the feeling is mutual.
"Camilla," he countered but his hands dropped to my hips, stopping them as I moved to grind forward against his erection.
"Mhmm?" I hummed, darting my tongue out and teasing the sensitive part of his neck before sucking lightly on his pulse point.
"We can't do this tonight, not when you were just completely spaced out and shaking only a few minutes ago."
I took one of my hands and ran it through the dark hair at the base of his neck, tugging it hard. I tried to show I had control over my body again even though my muscles burned and my skin still felt hot from the flogging.
"I want you, daddy." I said, moving my attention up to the hard line of his jaw and the perfectly trimmed stubble on his cheek.
I knew my words hit a spot because his grip on my hips loosened just a little as a deep groan fell from his mouth. Within the same second, a surprised gasp came from my own as my braid was suddenly curled in his fist and yanked back.
Forcing me to look at him, his dark eyes stared at me and his jaw visibly flexing and unflexing in contemplation.
"You want me to fúck you?" He asked what we both already know the answer to.
I nodded my head and his free hand moved to rub against my ass, the skin heating and tingling from the multiple lashes it had already received today.
"Then beg for it." He added, causing the small, desperate rocks of my hips to ease entirely.
"What? Now you choose to stop teasing me?"
I really don't know what to say but somehow I ended up muttering the words.
"Please, daddy." I mentally wince at how pathetic that sounded but I am aware that that wasn't what he had in mind when he told me to beg. The corners of his mouth turn up slights as a soft chuckle falls past his lips.
"In subspace, I guarantee you would have been pleading with me a lot louder and better than that, princess." He whispered into my ear, his hand letting go of my hair and moving to trace down the side of my body.
It took me a moment to understand what his words meant as well as why he was suddenly touching me again but then I realized that asking me to beg was a test. He knew me well enough to know that if I were completely in control of my thoughts, I would have acted the same way I just did, holding myself back due to embarrassment and uncertainty.
Once I realized that it also means he isn't going to hold back anymore, things begin to heat up and my heart starts to speed once again in desire.
"Although," he said, pulling me forward but the waist and angling my hips down in the process.
"I still want to hear you beg for my dick."
That had me squirming in his lap, kissing the corner of my mouth before guiding my hips away and back forward again. My clit brushes against the material of his pants with every movement and causes my cunt to tighten and want more.
"Please, daddy." I begged again, keeping my eyes down to where our bodies meet.
"I need you so badly." He moaned as I continued to rub myself against his covered length and the sound vibrated straight to my clit, causing my face to grow flushed once again.
"Tell me what you want, princess?" He said before rocking his hips upwards, grinding myself down to rub ourselves against each other.
I still felt sensitive everywhere from earlier and I can't help but gasp as my clit is dragged over him again and again.
"You," I squirm but he doesn't let me move far.
"I don't care now, I just want to feel you inside me."
I know my cheeks are likely bright red in embarrassment but the carnal look of desire in his eyes has me soaked and highly distracted.
"You want my díck, is that it?" He asked into my ear, causing my head to spin from the deep and sensual tone of his voice.
I didn't respond quickly enough and in punishment, a hard slap landed on my ass l, causing me to jerk forward and run harshly against the rough material of his pants.
"Yes, daddy." I whimpered, moving my hand down the stunning ink covering his body until I reached his waistline.
"Alright, slut. Since you asked so nicely, go on and finish undressing me."
I didn't have to be told twice as I slid off his lap and sank to my knees on the ground. His legs parts to make space for my body in response. Looking up through my lashes, I teasingly run my palm over his crotch before dragging my fingers up to his belt buckle.
Lust pours out of me as I drag his zipper down but when my eyes look to where my hands were, I quickly realize he isn't wearing any boxers. I know the smirk on his face is because he knows how turned on I am but I plan to make it drop as my hand reaches into his pants and pulls out the hot length of his dick.
Holy Moses! My eyes widened and I looked up at him to see that his smirk had only grown.
"Tell me, princess. Have you ever taken someone who was pierced before?"
I don't know why I am so surprised but the metallic piercing protruding the tip of his dick cock caught me off guard. I guess until now, I have never really touched him in this way but now that I have, I don't want to stop. Precum was spilling from his leaking tip but when I dipped my hand to tease him, a hand reached down and gripped onto my hair demandingly.
"I don't believe that is what I told you to do." He said, causing dread to flow through me.
"Stand up and go lay on the bed." He commanded and on shaky limbs, I did as I was instructed.
Goodness, I just pray that he doesn't change his mind and punish me instead. My clit began to hurt from how hard it is throbbing and all I want is him. I ended up on my back, my hands crossing over my stomach as I waited for him to join me.
He never said I couldn't look at him, so I took advantage of that, turning my head to watch as he pulled his pants to rest the way off, his dick raised and resting against his lower stomach.
Gosh, his dick looks big enough to genuinely hurt. He was bigger than Domenico in both length and width. It looks hurt but yet again, I am probably going to enjoy myself even more because of it. But it doesn't mean I am not worried though and it didn't help when I can't tell what his intentions are as his knees are placed on the bed, the mattress dipping a little under his weight.
Was he going to do this now? I know I practically begged for him to fuck me but my legs remained clenched tightly together, making no move to accommodate with the width of his large body. He didn't care as his knees nudged mine far apart, forcing my legs open as his waist filled the space between my thighs.
A small amount of his weight pressed down against my chest as he inches forward, a hand being placed on either side of my head. I couldn't move anywhere now and he knew that as a sinful look appeared on his face.
"Trust me." He said, leaning forward and licking a line across my bottom lip that had my legs tightening around his waist.
"You are too big…" I started but my words were swallowed by my gasp when two fingers were suddenly plunged inside of me.
I was already so wet that I could not only feel but hear each movement he made.
"As much as my ego loves to hear you say that, I can assure you that I am going to fit."
I can't even argue as he continued to stroke me, pressing against my G-spot over and over again as he worked up my body.
"Please, daddy."
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