40 - I’m Sorry

40 - I’m Sorry

Mia

“That’s my sweet slut,” James rumbled from between my legs, the reverberations of his voice sending shivers of pleasure all over me. “Scream for Daddy.”

I threaded my hand through his hair, pulling him closer to my soaked pussy and moaning when he licked me. I squeezed my eyes shut at the flick of his tongue on my sensitive clit. It was too much. Especially after being edged to death in the past hour.

“Daddy,” I screamed, my orgasm teetering on the edge. Warm glow spread all over my body, and I kept falling when he slid two fingers inside me, curling them on my g-spot while sucking on my clit. I lost it. Holding onto his hair and scratching on the expensive sheets, I exploded into bursts of orgasm, my toes curling and body trembling.

“I’m so proud of you, baby. Such a good girl.” James kept murmuring sweet praises, soothing the aftershocks and caressing me everywhere until I calmed down, slumping on his bed.

“That was too much,” I whispered, nuzzling into his nec