Page 33 of Tempting Frankie (Lust & Luxury #1)

I smack her ass hard, leaving a vivid red handprint on her pale flesh. “Did I say you could cum?” I growl.

“N-no, Daddy,” she whimpers.

“That's right,” I say, landing another stinging slap. “Your orgasms belong to me. You cum when I say you can, not before.”

I trace lazy circles around her clit before dragging my tongue up to her puckered hole.

“Fuck, your ass tastes so sweet,” I growl, swirling my tongue around her rim. I dip the tip inside, savoring her earthy musk. “I bet you've missed this, haven't you baby?”

I chuckle darkly, pulling back to admire my handiwork. Her holes glisten, clenching hungrily around nothing. “What should I stuff you with first, hmm?” I muse, trailing a finger along her slit. “Should I fist this greedy cunt?”

Francesca moans at the suggestion, her hips jerking.

I smirk, moving my attention to her ass.

I press my thumb against her tight entrance, feeling it give slightly.

“Or maybe it's time I finally fuck this sweet little asshole properly. What do you think? Was all that anal training for nothing since you spent the last week without it?”

“No Daddy,” she pants. “I've been good, I promise. My ass is ready for you.”

“We'll see about that,” I growl, reaching for the lube on the nightstand. I drizzle a generous amount over her crack, working it in with my fingers. “I'm going to stuff this ass so full. You're going to feel me for days.”

I work my fingers into Francesca's little pucker, feeling her muscles clench around me. “That's it, pretty girl. Open up for Daddy,” I growl, scissoring my digits to stretch her further.

She whimpers and squirms as I add a third finger, her rim stretched taut. I twist my wrist, massaging her velvety walls until she's panting with need.

“Please,” she begs. “I need your dick. Fill me up, Daddy.”

“Since you asked so nicely,” I purr. I withdraw my fingers, wiping them on her ass cheek before lining up my rock-hard shaft with her glistening hole.

I press forward, groaning as her tight ring resists the intrusion. “Fuck, you're tight,” I hiss, increasing the pressure. Francesca lets out a strangled moan, her body trembling as she struggles to relax.

“Breathe, little one,” I command, rubbing soothing circles on her lower back. “Let Daddy in.”

I feel the moment she surrenders, her muscles going slack. With a grunt, I shove forward, the head of my cock finally popping past her stubborn rim. We both cry out. Her in a mix of pleasure and pain, me in pure ecstasy.

“That's it,” I pant, inching deeper into her scorching heat. “Take it all like a good little slut.”

She whimpers, her body trembling as I bottom out. I grind my hips, savoring the velvety grip of her anal walls. “Fuck, baby. Your asshole is strangling my cock even tighter than your pussy strangles my fist.”

“God, I love it,” she gasps.

I pull back slowly before slamming home again, setting a brutal pace. My balls slap against her dripping center with each thrust. “Such a dirty little girl,” I growl. “Maybe next time I'll stuff my whole fist up this tight ass while I fuck your cunt.”

Francesca moans wantonly at the suggestion. “Please, Daddy. I want it all. Anything you'll give me.”

Her eagerness spurs me on. I pound into her, my fingers digging into her hips hard enough to bruise. “Pretty little minx,” I pant. “I bet you'd let me fist both your holes at once, wouldn't you? Stretch you so wide you'd never be the same.”

“Yes!” she cries. “Fill me up, use me, wreck me. I'm yours, Daddy.”

I reach around, gathering her arousal on my fingers before pressing them against her mouth.

“Suck,” I command. She obediently parts her lips, laving my digits with her tongue. “Taste how wet you get from taking it in the ass.”

I withdraw my fingers, trailing them down her arched spine. Without warning, I plunge three fingers into her cunt.

“Fuck!” Francesca wails, her inner walls clamping down on the sudden intrusion.

“Christ, you're tighter,” I growl, working my fingers in and out of her in tandem with my cock pounding her ass. “Imagine how it'll feel when I stuff my whole fist in here while I'm buried in your ass. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Being stretched to your limits, completely at my mercy?”

“Yes,” she sobs, trembling beneath me.

I reach around to rub her clit roughly as I continue using her body. “Cum for me,” I command. “Cum with Daddy's cock buried in your asshole.”

I feel Francesca's body tense as her orgasm crashes over her. Her ass clenches around my cock like a vise, milking me for all I'm worth. The pulsing of her muscles sends me over the edge, and I roar as I empty inside her.

“Fuck,” I growl, grinding my hips against her ass as I pump rope after rope inside her.

When the last aftershocks fade, I slowly withdraw, watching in fascination as her abused hole gapes open. My cum starts to leak out almost immediately, pearling at her rim before dripping down toward her pussy.

I run my hands over the curve of her ass, admiring the way it jiggles slightly at my touch. “Such a pretty sight,” I murmur. “But I want to see more.”

I shift my position, pushing gently on her lower back. “Come on, pretty girl. Be a good little cum dump and push Daddy's load out. I want to watch it drip from your slutty hole.”

Francesca whimpers but obeys, bearing down. I watch, entranced, as a thick glob of my seed oozes from her ass. It clings for a moment before gravity takes over, pulling it down in a long, pearly strand.

“That's it,” I encourage, massaging her back to help her expel more of my cum. “Push it all out like a good girl. Show me how full I made you.”

The white cum drips down her thighs, mixing with the slickness from her pussy. It's the most erotic sight I've ever seen. My claimed territory, marked inside and out.

I carefully untie the intricate rope work, my fingers working deftly to loosen each knot. As the last rope falls away, Francesca slumps forward, her body going limp against the mattress. I run my hands over her skin, massaging away the marks left by the bindings.

“Good girl,” I murmur. “Just relax. Let Daddy take care of you now.”

My fingers trail lower, ghosting over the swell of her ass. I trace patterns through the mixture of cum and lube coating her skin, marveling at how fucking gorgeous she looks in this debauched state.

“Look at you,” I breathe reverently. “Fucked out and covered in my cum. You're so fucking beautiful like this.”

I lean down, pressing a tender kiss to her shoulder blade. “You did so well for me, sweetheart. Such a good girl. Daddy's perfect fuckdoll.”

Francesca makes a soft, contented sound, turning her head to meet my gaze. Her eyes are hazy with post-orgasmic bliss, a dopey smile playing on her lips.

“I fucking love you,” I growl, overcome with emotion. “You have no idea how much you mean to me, Francesca.”

“Love you too, Daddy,” she slurs, voice hoarse from screaming.

I lean down to press a tender kiss to her shoulder blade. “Time to get my pretty girl all cleaned up,” I say. “Let's get you in a nice hot bath, hmm? Daddy's going to take such good care of you.”

I scoop her up in my arms, cradling her against my chest as I carry her to the bathroom. She nuzzles into my neck, placing lazy kisses along my jaw.

“You spoil me,” she mumbles.

“You deserve to be spoiled, sweetheart,” I reply, setting her gently on the counter while I start the bath. I add her favorite apple bubble bath, filling the room with soothing scents.

Once the tub is full, I lift Francesca and lower her into the steaming water. She sighs as the heat envelops her, tension melting from her muscles. I climb in behind her, pulling her back against my chest.

“Let Daddy take care of you,” I murmur, reaching for a soft washcloth. I take my time, reverently cleaning every inch of her body. I massage shampoo into her scalp, working out the tangles in her hair. My touch is gentle now, a contrast to the bruising grip I had on her earlier.

“You're so fucking perfect,” I tell her, pressing kisses to her damp skin. “So beautiful, so strong. I love taking care of you like this.”

Francesca leans back, tilting her head to capture my lips in a lazy kiss. “Mm, and I love letting you,” she murmurs.

We soak until the water starts to cool, trading soft kisses and gentle caresses. When Francesca starts to prune, I help her out of the tub, wrapping her in a fluffy towel.

I change the sheets quickly, tossing the soiled ones in the hamper. Then I scoop up my drowsy girl and lay her gently on the fresh bedding. Climbing in beside her, I pull Francesca half on top of me, reveling in the feel of her soft curves pressed against my body.

She nuzzles into my chest with a contented sigh, her eyelids heavy. I run my fingers through her damp hair, marveling at how fucking perfect she is. My heart swells with an overwhelming rush of emotion.

“I want to marry you,” I whisper, the words tumbling out before I can stop them. “Soon. I want to make you mine in every way possible.”

Francesca makes a soft noise, already drifting off to sleep. I'm not even sure if she heard me. But I know with absolute certainty that I meant every word. This incredible woman has completely captured my heart, and I never want to let her go.

I press a tender kiss to her forehead, inhaling the sweet coconut scent of her skin. As I hold her close, feeling the steady rise and fall of her breathing, I know that I've found my forever.

I'll fight like hell to keep her by my side, and I have more than enough money to make any problems go away.

Just as I'm about to drift off myself, Francesca stirs against me. Her lips move against my chest, mumbling something so quiet I almost miss it.

“Stopped my birth control.” Her words are slurred with sleep. “Ready to give you a baby.”

I press my lips to her temple, making a silent vow. If this is what she truly wants, I'll give her everything. A ring on her finger, a baby in her belly, the world at her feet. And I'll enjoy every fucking second of putting that baby inside her.