𝐼 𝑆𝐸𝐸 𝑅𝐸𝐷

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He then slid two fingers inside of me, adding to the pleasure. It took all of my strength not to moan.

As I started to reach my climax, I bit my lip, but a soft moan escaped my lips.

Timothée took his fingers away, shaking his head slowly. "What did I say would happen if you didn't follow the rules, Y/N?" He asked, trying to embarrass me.

"Y-you said I would be punished." I stuttered, trying to catch my breath.

"That's right." He said, grabbing my wrists and pulling me close to him. We were nose against nose, I wondered if he could feel my heartbeat.

"Bend over." He commanded, and so I did, positioning myself on all fours.

Suddenly, a sting came to my ass, from where Timothée had slapped me. I almost cried out, but I just swallowed.

He slapped me again, but this time, the sharp feeling came with a bit of pleasure. "You better be a good girl. Or I'll have to punish you again." He said, flipping me onto my back.

I bit my lip as Timothée slid his fingers inside of me, pumping quickly.

"S-sir?" I whispered, trying to be as gracious as possible. "Yes, darling?" He asked, hitting my sweet spot. "Can I please cum?" I asked quickly, blushing. "Yes, you may, princess."

With his permission, I released over his fingers, grinding my hips against him to ride out my high.

"You were a very good girl, Y/N. Are you ready for daddy to fuck you now?" He asked, smirking. "Yes, sir." I said, nodding vigorously.

I gasped when Timothée slid inside of me, thrusting slowly, but deeply.

"Fuck, Y/N. You feel so good." He moaned, now pounding into me.

His breathing was faster now, his pleasure radiated onto me, his moans arousing me.

As he went faster, I tightened around him, begging for more.

I started to feel my climax coming, the intense feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Sir, can I-" but I was interrupted by a chaste, "No."

Timothée pulled himself out of me, and I whined, trying to get my hands free from the belt.

"I know, baby. But if you're good for daddy, he'll make sure to give you a little treat." He said, his voice sweet and smooth like honey. I nodded, not putting up a fight.

He slid himself back into me, and it was obvious that the teasing was hard for him as well.

As he thrusted into me, I felt myself tense again, my climax came fast this time, since he had stopped just before.

"Sir, please." I begged, my breath shaky, letting out a whine. "You can cum now, darling." Timothée said.

Just after a second, I came undone, my legs shaking. I inhaled slowly, Timothée still pounding into me.

"Fuck, baby. I'm gonna cum." He said, going faster. He finally reached his climax, and lowered himself onto me with exhaustion.

"I promised you a little treat if you were good, baby." He said, still out of breath.

But at least he was keeping his promise.

Timothée removed the belt from my wrists, my arms dropping at my sides.

He moved down to my legs, breathing into my inner thigh.

I felt his tongue flick at my clit, and my body jolted, completely taken over with pleasure.

I clenched my jaw, trying to hold in a moan.

"There are no rules for you anymore, princess." He said, sighing into my heat.

I moaned softly, tugging at his hair.

I wrapped my legs around his neck, locking his head into place, the fear that he would stop when I needed him most.

"I'm not going anywhere, baby. Don't you worry." He whispered, then continued to eat me out.

He sucked on my clit, and I bucked my hips against him, still tugging on his hair.

I started to moan uncontrollably as I reached my high, squeezing my legs around Timothée's head.

"Fuck!" I moaned as I came undone.

Timothée continued to flick my clit with his tongue, then kissed my inner thigh. He then got up and walked into the bathroom.

I heard water running, then Timothée walked out with a washcloth. He sat back on the bed, cleaning me up with it.

I sighed softly as he grabbed a shirt from his drawer.

He put it on me, and it smelled like him, I inhaled the scent, pure euphoria coming with it.

I got under the covers, and Timothée laid next to me, his chin resting on the top of my head, my cheek against his chest.

"Goodnight, baby." He said, kissing my head.

"Night, Tim." I said, yawning, then falling into a deep sleep.

I'm sure I'd sleep in tomorrow.

A/N
so, um, yeah.
that was 1340 words, about.
Hope you enjoyed that fucking mess
LMK WHAT U THINK.. AS ALWAYS
love you all
-Lia

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