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The man is the epitome of handsome, domineering, and control. He’s everything rolled into one, a silver fox with olive skin and dark-gray eyes bordering on black that consume me with every breath I take.

My body calls to him, and I feel things inside myself I’ve never felt before now—desire, need, protection. The selfish part of me wants it all, everything he’s prepared to give. I’m greedy for his touch, hungry for his words, and desperate for his cravings.

The darkness behind his eyes is carefully constructed, allowing people to only see what he wants them to see, but with the desperation building inside me, I want more.

I want to see all of him, every part of him—the tender and the twisted.

I know they go hand in hand with a man like him.

You’re unable to have one without the other.

“Come.” He holds his hand out toward me, and my fingers itch to explore his skin.

The man can’t be much over fifty, yet he’s chiseled in a way I’ve only read about in books.

He has ridges and grooves of muscles and a deep V that travels beneath his pants, and…

holy hell, the bulge is huge, and suddenly, I become acutely aware that he might not fit inside me.

“It’s okay, Little Pet,” he coos, lifting me effortlessly into his lap, then he shuffles us up the bed, and I squeal.

“Daddy’s going be so gentle with you,” he whispers, as if hearing my thoughts.

His fingers thread through my hair with tenderness, and I melt into his touch.

I seek it out like a beacon of hope, a desperate, needy one.

“You’re such a pretty girl.” I blush at his words.

“So beautiful you make Daddy hard.” Oh, dear god.

“Now, I want to taste your little pussy. Okay?” His question stuns me, and he lifts a brow, awaiting a response, and all I can do is nod, completely intoxicated at the power radiating from him. I’d do anything for his touch in this moment. Anything.

He rests his head back against the pillow, then lifts me to straddle his face, and my lungs seize up with the way his breath whispers over my bare pussy. Looking into his darkened eyes, I’m forced to close my eyes to try and regulate the way my heart ramps up at the feral gleam in his.

When I finally snap my eyes open, my blush deepens. I’ve never been so close to someone so intimately before now.

My knees straddle either side of his head, and I long to run my fingers through his hair. Instead, I remain motionless, stunned, and his lust-filled eyes hold me captive.

His fingertips pinch into the cheeks of my ass. “Rock your desperate little cunt over my face, Little Pet. Let me taste your sweet pussy on my tongue.”

My breaths become labored as I lower myself against his open mouth.

Am I really doing this?

The first swipe of his tongue is followed with a deep inhale, and he closes his eyes like he’s committing my scent to memory.

A shiver of delight washes over me at the thought, and I find myself grinding on the scruff of his cropped beard, relishing the way his facial hair prickles my inner thighs.

“Oh. Oh, god,” I pant, and his eyes flare open.

His fingers clench my thighs, bruising my tender skin, and he rocks me back and forth over his face while he laps at my pussy.

From my hole to my clit, his tongue works me over, gliding through the juices that escape me.

The low vibrations of his ministrations have me panting with need, begging for him to take things further, but his delectable tongue never lingers long enough over my clit.

He’s holding back, I can feel it, but as much as he attempts to keep me eager, begging, and wanton, I can’t help but turn into someone else.

I’m no longer the shy, innocent girl the world knows me to be.

I’ve been replaced by a greedy little pet who’s eager for her orgasm and desperate for his cock.

“Please,” I beg, my tone full of need, and he chuckles against my thighs.

“Please, I need it.” He sucks at my slick folds and shakes his head from side to side, so I grip the wooden headboard and push down harder against his face, grinding on him.

With ecstasy sizzling inside me, arousal leaks from me with each movement he makes, and I revel in the sound of his feral grunts as he devours me.

My pussy clenches, my spine snaps straight, and I throw my head back in sheer euphoria.

My orgasm rips through me, shocking me to my very core.

Something so intense I scream into the room; my voice ricochets off the walls, and a whimper of satisfaction bubbles up inside me as I slowly come down from the most erotic experience of my entire life.