"Hi, daddy."
You grin mischievously, watching his reaction to finding you in the bedroom standing completely naked before him. You see the green in his eyes darken completely and his mouth part slightly in a soft pant.
You notice a small movement below the fabric of his tight pants.
"My baby wants some attention tonight, yeah?" He asks, stepping closer to you.
You bring a hand up to teasingly play with the end of one of his long curls, "I've been waiting so long for you..." Your voice is so quiet in the tense space between you, and you can feel his desire for you building by the second, radiating from his pores and making you soaked for him.
Without warning, he throws you on the bed and gets on his knees to hook his arms around your thighs, digging his nails into your skin as he pulls you closer and forces your legs apart, looking up at you so hungrily. Then, because he can see how desperate you are wiggling beneath him and he wants to tease you for a little while. he just gives a single soft kiss to your clit before pulling away to see your reaction.
"Daddy, please." You whine quietly.
"Do you promise to be a good girl for daddy?" He smirks when you instantly begin to nod vigorously.
He gently grabs the sides of your lacy underwear, sliding it down your trembling thighs and off your legs, "Hold this for me, baby?" He says before reaching forward to shove the delicate fabric into your open mouth.
You groan at the feeling of your stuffed mouth, wishing that it was stuffed with his cock instead. But you can tell from the glint in his eyes that he has plans for you tonight, and there's no interrupting daddy once he's got started.
"So pretty like that, laying here open and waiting for me, dripping down to your ass." You whimper in anticipation, your whole body burning just to feel anything. The tips of his slender fingers slide down your arms to reach your wrists, grasping them firmly before lifting your hands to your full tits, "Keep them there for me, yeah?"
You can feel little beads of sweat beginning to form along your hairline as he slides down further, resuming his harsh grip around your legs before his eyes flick down to your pulsing core, "All mine."
There's a moment longer where you watch his eyes consume your throbbing centre, a heaviness in the pit of your stomach weighing you down almost painfully. Just when the anticipation is becoming too much, Harry dives forward, immediately plunging his tongue deep inside you, groaning at the taste of your wetness.
He pulls away mere seconds late, staring at your tinted cheeks and dishevelled features, "What do you think it tastes like, hmm?"
Your groan is muffled by the underwear in your mouth which only makes you more frustrated. You want to taste yourself on his tongue.
"Does it taste like raspberries?" He taunts.
"Harry."
He smirks at your frustration, dripping down to lick a long stripe from your opening to your clit, "or does it taste like cranberries?"
Your back arches as you watch his smirk grow. He knows exactly what he's doing to you, but he doesn't know that tonight you want to be punished.
Before Harry realises, you remove one of your hands from your tits and pull your underwear from your mouth, flinging them across the room, "Show me what I taste like daddy," you command as you open your mouth wide.
And Harry does exactly that, giving you one more long and savouring lick before leaning up and spitting straight into your wide open mouth, "Tell me what my slut tastes like."
