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[🐍] A little bit of daddy kink content for my bitches to read before bed👅
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Hello babes, here's the second part of this little one shot, I hope y'all enjoy it <3Don't forget to leave a like and a comment ♡
Dirty reading ~~~
I laid back on the bed, the grey silk of the sheets caressing my back. James knelt between my parted knees, watching me with ravenous hunger. I licked my lips seeing him hard and curving up towards his navel. He took my right knee in his hand, bringing it up against his waist. I dug my heel into his backside, bringing him down between my thighs. I didn't need words to express what I wanted him to do.
He already knew.
"Flip over, Princess."
I do as he told without a second thought and lay with my ass up for him. He growls hungrily behind me, which coaxes more slick to drip from my sex and down my lips. James roughly grabs at my hips, digging his fingers into my soft skin to yank me closer to him before he pushes in. Which he does with one thrust of his hips, hearing a long drawn out moan from the both of us.
He drove into me hard and fast, filling me in one thrust. I cried out in ecstasy. I'm doing my best to keep from literally screaming out for him by pushing my face further into the pillows.
He removes both of his hands from my hips, leaving crescent indents, and places one in the junction of my neck and shoulder and the other roots itself into my hair, effectively pulling me from my pillow upward.
"I want to hear those pretty little songs coming out of your mouth. I want you to scream my name. Tell everyone who you belong to, Baby Girl."
He punctuates the given name with two particularly deep thrusts, leaving his hips still to flare the tip of his cock that expands against my inner most wall. It's a pleasure that's almost painful, and he stays like that waiting for my response.
"P-Please. James... I want to cum. I want you to cum, please."
With my desperate and, frankly, pathetic cries he continues thrusting into my needy cunt. Seemingly content with my begging, but he keeps my head to the side so he can hear anything else that falls from my lips. My moans fall from my mouth, mostly just panting in rhythm with his thrusts, trying desperately to regain the oxygen he's forcing out of my lungs.
"That's it baby, keep up the good work."
He'd praise me, even though his own moans of pleasure; occasionally dropping an explicit from it.
James thrust wildly, spurred on by the bite of my nails against his chest and the prick of my shoe heel pressing into his flank.
My legs began to shake, warning me that the orgasm wasn't going to be long in coming; my eyes tightened as I felt my hips collide successively with James's ... oh god, it felt like everything inside me contracted with each thrust.
