He grabs her ponytail and pulls her head back after depositing the last of his seed in her. Directing her head up to his head growls, “I am so fucking proud of you, baby. You took initiative for what you wanted when you wanted it.” The look on her face does not seem to settle. She whimpers, his control of her head by the ponytail maintains.
“You’re not mad at me Daddy?” she whines.
A grin she has come to know well paints his face as he hums, “Far from it, my good girl. You did, however, get Daddy very hungry. Lay back my sweet, it is time for the wolf to feast.”
Laying in a propped-up position on the bed, she looks down at him. His attention is on her lips. She feels herself gush at the sight of his inspecting gaze. He speaks, but she isn’t sure if it is directed at her completely. “After all this time, I am still so transfixed by how amazing you look. Look how wet you are, it is dribbling out of you.” His finger traces from the bed, up her ass crack, and over your glistening lips. He puts the soaked finger into his mouth and sucks. His gaze is relentless at her. She grips the sheets. The exposure and attention to her body still drive her insane. His face pushes forward. His lips slid against hers. His voice is barely audible, but felt, “We will see how long we can go this time before I’ve had enough. You praised me, my good girl. Now, it is my turn.
“Come on baby, give me one more. Yes. That’s it. That’s my girl.” Her guttural moans are accompanied by her core tensing. Her shoulders lift off the bed, and her body convulses as it pushes another orgasm through her. His hair is slick and wet. His face is covered in her creamy bliss. The puddle of wetness under them both has turned the charcoal sheets black. The sound of her body releasing another torrential orgasm fills the room. She collapses on the bed “Orange, Daddy… Orange.” He is over her in a flash, his face, dripping onto her. He wipes it up with his pillow. “Baby, are you okay?” She nods ‘yes’. He smiles big. “I’ve left you speechless?” She nods ‘yes,’ again. “You did amazing, my love.” He kisses her nose. Moving to lay beside her, he looks at the time. Quickly he grabs his phone and sends a text.
Facing her body, he wonders if she’s fallen asleep. “I’ve called off work. We can sleep all day.” He sees her smile.
Her voice is meek, “Yay”.
“Are you too tired to get cleaned up?” Her eyes open and look at him. She nods ‘yes’ again. He chuckles, pulling the covers over them both. He scoots next to her and pulls her to face him. “We will clean up after a nap.”
“Mmmkay,” her voice is muffled against his bare chest. Holding her close He feels her body go limp, her breathing slow and steady. He presses his lips against her forehead and falls asleep.
The End