Warnings- pure filth, daddy kink, Dom!Bill, Sub!Reader
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"Where does it hurt baby? Here?"
His calloused index finger trails between the valley of your goosebump ridden breasts, plump pout pressing just under one of your hard, sensitive buds.
You keen into his touch, enthralled by the weight of his body between your legs and the warmth of his mouth as it gives your hot skin attention.
You feebly shake your head, heels pressing against the silk sheet covered mattress in a failed attempt to rub your thighs together in search for some relief.
He looks up at you from his crouched position under your breasts, massive hands splayed over your flared ribs, narrow hips keeping you from clamping your legs together in an effort to shield your exposed body.
"Baby, you have to tell daddy where it hurts. I want to make my princess feel better. Thats all I want."
He kisses below your sternum, tempting you to say the words he so desperately wants to hear.
He likes playing these games with you when you're needy, his condescending vulgarity one of the many toys he uses to rile you up to the point of tears.
Even with his cock pulsating in his slacks, balls tight with the need to release his hot seed inside of you; he can hold himself back, and he knows that you know he can.
"I-It hurts between my legs, it's been hurting all day daddy. Please make it go away."
You feel yourself dripping onto the sheets, veins hot and boiling with lust, his too soft touches and tantalizing teasing only adding gasoline to the fire growing in your belly.
"Right here, sweetheart? Is this where it...hurts?"
He maneuvers himself in between your thighs, purposely ghosting his nose over your pubic mound as he presses a deep, wet kiss to your inner thigh, fingertips tickling your hips as he does so.
"Please, please don't tease me. I've been waiting all day for you to come home."
You hate to sound so petulant, but he loves it. He knows you're about to say it, for all that shy reservation to slip through your fingertips that are fisting the bed sheets as if they're your anchor.
He loves breaking down that bashful exterior of yours, to hear filthy words spill from the lips of someone so angelic.
Thats part of why he adores you so much, the neediness, the way he doesn't even have to lift a finger in order for you to he slick and ready for him to take.
"Awe, my baby has been waiting? Just for me? It's a shame I couldn't take care of you sooner, I had business to attend to."
He kisses in between your other thigh, his hair tickling your sensitive skin as he spreads your legs further apart- still having yet to give you what you want.
"But I'm here now sweetheart. So, tell me. Has your pussy been aching again? Hmm? Couldn't wait for daddy to get home and fill it up?"
That's the final straw, all inhibitions leaving your lust clouded brain as a fresh drop of arousal leaks from your throbbing entrance.
"Yes! Daddy it's been aching so bad! Please do something, please!"
He smirks, trailing a fingertip from your swollen clitoris, to your dripping wet hole, pushing the digit inside and thriving off of the way you whimper, walls fluttering around him.
"Don't worry baby, daddy is gonna take good care of you."
Surprise - xx ❤️
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