"You are getting too worked up, it's okay he's dead now." He brushed over my hair with his fingers.

I pulled my head away from him, furrowing my brows, "Just fucking tell me," I snapped, shocking myself at the way I had just spoke to him.

"I don't appreciate your tone." He warned.

"What are you my father? From my knowledge he's dead." I spat.

Suddenly, my breath got knocked out of my lungs as his hand connected with my neck, wrapping around it. He hovered over me lowering his head against my ear, "You've called me daddy before darling, don't fucking test me." He growled. Butterflies started fluttering in my stomach, goosebumps forming on my arms.

Taking my chances, I lifted up my head so I could give him a kiss. His tongue delve into my mouth, dancing with mine. I feel so connected to Nathan almost like we are one person, it just feels so right.

We were still exploring each other's mouths with our tongues, letting go for a minute as he pulled my lacy camisole over my head, revealing nothing on underneath. "You are such a bad girl." He groaned, "Do know what happens to bad girls?" He questioned, letting his eyes roam my chest.

"What happens?" I quivered, lips trembling as I spoke.

"They get fucked, hard."

He flipped us so I was on top of him,  as soon as my ass hit his crotch I felt his dick against me, "Fuck me." I whined. He was driving me feral, just his words alone sent shivers down my spine.

His lips started attacking my neck, "You're going to have to try harder than that, baby." He spoke lowly. Moving his hand down to my crotch.

"Please." I begged. Feeling his fingers touch my pussy covered by my panties. An instant jolt of pleasure ran through me, "Fuck you are so wet already." He groaned.

His fingers moved up to the top of my panties, pulling on them, I aided him in doing so, throwing them onto the floor next to us. I jolted as his fingers ran over the top of my bare slit, teasing my entrance before they went into me slowly thrusting in and out as I moaned into his neck, nibbling when he hit a good spot.

I loved it when he was like this. I felt like a queen the way he treated me, he indulged himself in me and I adored it.

"It's been a while since I tasted you." He said before slowly moving down my body until his head was in between my legs. He began kissing up my thighs, getting closer. I felt like screaming, this teasing was killing me. I needed him inside me so bad.

His tongue touched my pussy, roaming around in circles around my clit. My head fell back and I moaned. He began sucking on my clit, I put my hand on his head and grabbed his hair, the pleasure was almost too much.

He pulled his head out from between my legs for a second, "That feel good, hmm?"

"Ye-" He went back to sucking on my clit and I couldn't do anything put moan, this felt way too good.

He pulled away again, "If you can say a full sentence I will fuck you." I caught a glimpse of his face before he went back down and seeing him lick his lips, I almost lost it, trying my best to hold my orgasm back.

I took a sharp breath as he went back to pleasuring me, this time dipping his tongue into me. How did he expect me to even say a word let alone a full sentence when he is doing this to me?

My eyes were rolling into the back of my head, I had no control what so ever. "P-please." I whimpered and he just delved his tongue deeper into me, fucking me with it.

I tried my best to concentrate, ignoring the pleasure but I just couldn't.

He put his hand on my breast, twisting my nipple in his finger, making me squirm. "P-please fuck m-me." I cried, needing a release.

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