Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 54148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
“How does the game start?” I ask.
“I think it starts when you say green light.”
I straddle his towel-clad lap and bring my lips within a few inches of his.
“Green light,” I say.
He wraps his arms around me and slants his lips over mine. I sigh as he runs his big, warm hands down my back. It feels so good to be touched by him; I almost forget we’re supposed to be playing a game.
“Red light?”
He freezes, letting his hands drop away.
Interesting...
“Green light,” I say.
Just like that, his hands are back. I hum with pleasure as he trails kisses down my neck. My nipples ache for attention. Speaking of attention, I can already feel his cock getting hard, pushing at the towel between my legs.
The urge to play with him overcomes my own need to be played with.
“Red light.”
Austin’s mouth curves as he pulls his hands away.
“Your move, baby girl.”
I rest my hands on his shoulders. “Can I make you lay down?”
“You can make me do anything, baby.”
I push him down flat on the bed. My inner muscles tighten at the possibilities laid out before me. Daddy’s broad chest and toned abs, his handsome face. I smooth my hands over his chest and then crawl forward, placing my breasts in line with his mouth.
“You want Daddy to suck on your pretty nipples, baby?”
“In a minute.”
I brush my nipples over his face. He groans. I hover my right breast just out of reach of his mouth.
“Green light.”
Austin pulls me closer, capturing my nipple and a good amount of my breast in his mouth. I whimper as his tongue swirls and flicks.
“Daddy, that makes my pussy tingle.”
His low, deep chuckle reverberates throughout my breast. He lavishes the same delicious torture upon my other breast until I’m humming like a vibrator with arousal.
“Red light.”
He laughs as he lets me go.
“Too much for you, baby girl?”
I stick out my tongue and then climb off of his lap, sliding down the bed to where his cock has already broken free of the towel. I lick my lips at the sight of him, long and thick and veiny. He’s dildo-model perfect. I can’t believe I get to have my way with such a flawless cock.
Austin sighs as I press a gentle kiss to the head, then another kiss a bit further down. Then another, and another. I watch his patience seep like air from a balloon as I glide my tongue from base to tip and back again.
“You're killing me, baby.”
I gaze up at him through my eyelashes.
“Do you want me to stop?”
He shakes his head. I cup his balls, pulling gently. His cock jerks high enough to tap his belly.
“Your cock's jumpy, Daddy.” I skim my fingertips along his shaft. Light, teasing strokes. “Just like a puppy.”
I giggle at the affronted look he shoots my way.
“Puppy?”
“A really big puppy,” I say.
His hands ball into fists. “Give Daddy the green light and he'll teach that little kitty of yours how to play with the big dogs.”
A trill of excitement runs through me at the promise in his tone.
“Green light.”
He flips me onto my back and pins me down, slotting his hips between my thighs. I take the brutal kiss he offers me, moaning into his mouth as he reaches between us to stroke my clit.
“You like the way Daddy touches your pussy, baby girl?”
“I like it so much.”
“That's because Daddy loves this pussy. He can't stand the thought of her not getting the care and attention she deserves. So, he's gonna make sure she knows exactly how special she is.”
Special isn’t a word I’ve typically used to describe myself. I didn’t feel particularly special when I let someone take me to bed because a bed was what I was after, and I knew better than to believe the guys with girlfriends who told me, there's something special about you, McKenzie. That's why I can't help myself.
But I do feel special here in Austin’s bed.
I take his face between my hands. “Thank you, Daddy.”
His finger slows on my clit.
"You all right, baby?"
I nod. “I'm okay now that you’re here.”
He kisses me softly, then hard, claiming dominion over my mouth. I feel the head of his cock at my entrance.
“Daddy needs your pussy so bad baby girl.”
He thrusts inside me. I cry out, my muscles straining in delicious agony as he stretches me to accommodate his girth.
“You feel so fucking good,” he growls.
It feels good to me, too.
Too good to resist.
“Red light.”
He blinks like he’s not sure if he heard me correctly.
“Did you just...”
I smile. He drops his forehead to my shoulder and swallows hard.
“Remind me never to suggest this game again,” he grumbles, and I laugh.
“You know, you could just fuck me, Daddy.”
“Nope, not falling for it. Those aren't the rules.”
It’s not ‘til now that I realize I’ve been expecting him to reach some arbitrary breaking point where his need to fuck me eclipses his control. But Austin isn’t like the others. He’s not just using me to get off, saying he wants one thing and then surprising me with another when I’m too drunk or high or anxious to say stop.