𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 & 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀

daddy please; jmrf

"daddy please."

i whined and tried to rub my legs together but he roughly pushed them back open, chuckling at my desperate state. i pulled on the cuffs that surrounded my wrists and he tutted at my actions.

"what do you want baby?"

i whimpered as he slowly caressed my cheek, placing a delicate kiss there after.

"my hands?"

he trailed his hands over my breasts.

"my fingers?"

he slightly touched my clit and my body jolted at the sudden action.

"my tongue?"

he licked a strip from my heat to my boobs, and he stopped at my ear lobe, placing a wet kiss there.

"or my dick?"

he slightly grinded in my body and his hard in touched my heat and i moaned, desperate for him to do anything.

"anything jonah please."

he tutted and slapped my ass roughly, causing me to groan at the action.

"that's not my name."

his eyes turned a dark shade of green and his voice was deep and raspy, and it didn't help my horny state.

"sorry daddy."

he smirked and wrapped his hands around his cock, pumping himself slowly. i drooled at the sight of his cock and he laughed darkly.

"look at you slut, drooling for daddy's cock."

i nodded and he shook his head.

"such a dirty little slut, have you been a good girl?"

i nodded my head and he 'tsk'ed' me, shaking his head yet again.

"i think you're lying to me, because good girls don't touch themselves while i'm at the studio, isn't that right?"

i slowly shook my head and he grabbed my jaw roughly, pulling my face towards his.

"use your words slut!"

"no daddy!"

he let my face go and moved back.

"well i think you've had enough of a punishment, don't you babygirl?"

i nodded my head rapidly and he laughed.

"such a whore for my dick."

he placed his hand on my neck with some pressure, and the other one lined himself up with my entrance. he thrusted himself into me and i gasped, which quickly turned into a moan.

the pain i felt quickly turned into pleasure and jonahs thrusts we're fast and merciless, but it wasn't enough.

"f-faster daddy, please."

his face scrunched up and he pounded into me even faster and i let out a high pitched moan. i felt the knot in my stomach and i clenched around him.

"no, hold it you slut, you don't deserve to cum yet."

his grip on my neck got tighter and i was struggling to breathe. the knot in my stomach got harder to contain and i could tell that jonah was close.

"daddy please, i can't hold it anymore."

he nodded and lifted my leg up over his shoulder.

"okay baby, on 3. 1,2,3."

we both released with loud moans and he collapsed onto the bed next to me, sweat dripping off his forehead. he grabbed the key from the drawer and unlocked the cuffs, me rubbing my wrists immediately.

"wow that was intense."

he laughed and wrapped his arms around my waist, nuzzling his head into my neck.

"i didn't hurt you, did i baby?"

i shook my head and ran my fingers through his hair.

"no of course not."

he smiled and as we were about to drift off to sleep, voices from outside the door woke us up.

"dAdDy pLeAsE."

"fAsTeR dAdDy."

i groaned and my cheeks went bright red as the boys laughed and ran off.