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"The thought of you carrying my baby drives me crazy ma. That shit turns me the fuck on" Dayvon continued to palm her wet pussy, his middle and index fingers pressing firmly on her clit, moving in slow circles. His touch was both tender and commanding, feeling the heat and the slickness that pooled between her thighs.
It caused Tink's breath to hitch at his words, her body responding instantly to the raw, possessive tone in his voice—each word dripping with lust and dominance.
"Imma spoil you and our baby. You like the sound of that pretty?" He asked her softly, trailing hot, wet kisses down her neck and across her chest.
He carefully pulled down the cups of her lingerie, revealing her nipples to the cool air before his lips found one of them, and he began to suck gently, his warm mouth contrasting sharply with the chill of the air. His tongue flicked over the sensitive peak, teasing it with slow motions as he alternated between drawing it into his mouth and letting it slip out, creating a rhythm that kept her on edge.
"O-Ouuu shitt. Keep sucking on them like that daddy, fuck" Her fingers instinctively tangled into his hair, gripping tightly.
When he moved to the other nipple, Dayvon repeated the same process, his lips and tongue working with equal fervor. He kissed around the areola before taking the nipple into his mouth again, sucking softly and then harder.
Making sure to pay attention to every reaction she had, adjusting his movements based on her responses. The entire time, he was focused on making her feel as much pleasure as possible.
It felt so good that Tink's head promptly dropped back in surrender, her moans escaping freely as her body arched toward him. And Von looked up at her with intense, smoldering eyes, like he was daring her to deny the need coursing between them.
"You like being my little breeding slut, all full of my nut. Tell me you want more"
Trinity's breathing became erratic as she felt waves of sensation crashing over her—writhing beneath him, unable to suppress the cries of pleasure that escaped her lips, her body consumed by the intoxicating blend of his touch and his overwhelming dirty talk.
"I want more," She whispered, her voice shaky with need. "I want all of you daddy"
A wicked smile then crossed his face as he looked into her eyes, his thumb brushing over her pussy lips. "Good girl"
He then lifted her effortlessly, carrying her to the bedroom where he gently laid her down, spreading her out before him like a feast. Her eyes tracked his every movement while the scent from the candles filled the air, mixing with the lingering aroma of their dinner.
"Stay still" The man commanded, his voice low and rough. Trinity obeyed, her body trembling slightly as he picked up a silk restraint and tied her wrists to the bedposts, the silk cool and smooth against her skin. Then he did the same with her ankles, leaving her spread out and vulnerable.
