CONTENT WARNING - choking, daddy kink, gagging, orgasm denial, throat fucking.
From the moment she heard a forceful edge to his tone, Camila knew that she needed this man. Something about the timbre of his voice had started a very primal urge in her that she had never felt before, and it consumed her entirely. Though they were new to one another's worlds, she felt a connection with him the likes of which she had never thought possible. Now, as they stood together in their first moment of privacy, she knew that she would have those urges realized.
Shawn pulled her towards him, and her body melted against his as their lips connected. The woman's heart beat madly against the man's strong chest, her body so longing for his. His tongue found hers and wrestled it with a fiery need as his left hand knotted itself in her hair and his right cupped her plump ass from behind, pressing her to him even harder.
She clung to him as they kissed and fondled one another in a passionate embrace, hands wandering and kisses deepening. Camila felt the broad expanse of his well-formed shoulders that tapered down into a sturdy, muscled waist. His arms were rigid with muscle and his hands those of a guitarist, not soft but slightly worn with days of strumming experience. She knew she would soon learn every crevice of his palms as they traced their way down her back, across the curve of her ass and down to her thick thighs.
When Shawn's fingertips grazed the bare skin of Camila's thighs, he looked at her with a gaze of pure lust. Their kiss was broken and he carefully lifted her dress up and off of her, leaving only a black lace thong behind. He drank in the sight of her, and she felt her cheeks flush red as she stood before him. Suddenly, he pushed her back against the wall, his hand on her throat. She let out a noise of protest but it was quickly silenced as she looked up at him and saw his hazel eyes burn with desire.
"Mila," his voice was gentle, showing a great amount of control and contrast from the fire that his honey eyes held. He felt her pulse quicken and caressed her delicate throat with his thumb. "I'm going to take good care of you... is that okay?"
"Yes," her answer barely audible, though she was fully enraptured in this moment. He moved closer to her, forcing her to press her hands against the wall as she dared not break eye contact.
"And are you going to be a good girl for me?"
"Yes."
"Yes, what?" His grip on her throat tightened.
"Yes, Daddy!"
Shawn gave a low sound, a mix between a chuckle and a growl, before taking her to the bed and shedding himself of his clothes. When she laid back, he took her hands and tied them above her to the headboard, checking the thick rope to make sure she couldn't wiggle free. Then his real inspection began. His calm hands ran over her warm skin as he took in the image before him.
She was a beautiful girl, her body was petite and held a perfect balance of curves. Her breasts were perky and her nipples hardened as he ran a finger over one of them. Bending down, he licked the other one, biting it between his teeth gently and feeling his lust grow as she inhaled sharply.
Taking a moment to suckle her breast, he let his hands wander down to the small of her waist, massaging her stomach lightly with his thumbs. Her midriff contracted under his touch and he felt her shiver as her breasts swelled and her nipples became completely taut.
Camila felt Shawn smile against her skin before he moved down to nip her stomach. His thumb drew circles around her pussy outside of her thong, and he could feel how wet she already was for him through the fabric. He felt her lift her hips up against his finger, but she had to work for her fun.
"You want me, don't you, Babe?"
Camila nodded innocently as he moved up to straddle her waist. She was propped up on the pillows so that his cock, already hard with anticipation, perched right in front of her lips.
"Then you better behave like a good little girl." He rasped, pressing the tip of his dick against her plump lips, he watched as she opened wide for him. She lapped her tongue against his head, showing extra care for the pronounced ridge of the head of his dick, rolling her tongue all around it before he pushed his dick deeper into her throat. He pushed further and further in until she gagged on him, feeling her tongue flex against the length of his shaft. Her mouth felt good – hot and wet with a tongue eager to please.
