The steaminess and lustfulness went tenfolds upon seeing his twinkling eyes looking up at me as he whispers, “Can I take your skirt off, baby girl?” He whispers against my stomach as he kneels down in front of me, his fiery eyes staring into mine. I nodded and gripped on the edge of the desk, his free hand grabbing my leg and clings it over his shoulder, my clothed core just a peek away from him. “I’ll take my skirt off.” I reach around and unzip the zipper of my skirt. His eyes lit up as he hears the zipper go down and his hands reach for lower part of my skirt, pulling it down to my ankles.
My black laced underwear was exposed, hopefully the wet patch on it wasn’t evident. He smirks mischievously and says, *”Daddy* got you wet, kitten*?”* He utters and with how deep his voice is, my wetness doubles. “I… daddy, got me so wet.” I retort, his grin widening as he keeps his gaze up at me. I look down at his eyes doting over to my core, licking his lips as our eyes meet once again. “Do you want to take your panties off for daddy, princess?” He asks and something about his voice gets the butterflies in my stomach, fluttering so I nod, my fingers tugging on the waistband of my underwear, pulling it down to my knees.
As it reaches below my knees, he takes over and fully takes off my underwear and feeling cold air brush against my lower region. I felt my back shivering as he intentionally blows air into my tight little honeypot. My hand tugs on his hair as he leans forward, leaving wet and sloppy kisses on my inner thigh and down to just when his lips were a few inches away from slick folds. A breathy moan leaves my throat as he kisses my plump and pulsing clit, his tongue licking a bold and clean stripe on it as well. My fingers getting lost in the soft strands of his dark brown hair.
His eyes were focused on me, on my face as I whimpered and moaned for him. My mind was all over the place, my heart melted as I heard his grunts and groans. My hand tugs on his hair a bit harsh as I felt a finger or two sliding inside my tight walls, pumping in and out, hearing sloppy and wet sounds as he continued to make love on my cunt with his mouth. The more I saw his eyes diligently looking at me and his tongue flicking on my clit and slurping up my wetness… it was hard to say that I could hold back and if I could hold back and supress the climax building up.
I bucked my hips into his face, making him groan against my core, feeling the vibration of his groan. My hips now started jerking up against his mouth, feeling his tongue sliding inside me as if he was going to my juices out of me. “Daddy.” I moan out and his eyes met with mine in just a split second. He leans back, my other leg now sitting over his shoulder as he leans back a little, “Are you going to cum for daddy, darling?” He asks and I let out a muffled *yes* as I threw my head back, feeling his teeth slightly nibble on my clit and his tongue sliding in and out of my folds.
“Do you want to tell daddy how bad you want to cum?” He says and I start to feel like he was going to make me beg a lot from now on. “Come on, baby girl… for daddy?” He whispers, kissing on my inner thighs. “I… I want to cum for daddy so bad… because… I want to prove that I’m daddy’s… good little girl,” I pause, taking a gulp over how my words were constructed. I share a few amount of experiences with fooling around with guys but… he brings out a different persona in me. He smirks, kissing on my clit as he starts to finger me in a much quicker pace.
My eyes roll to the back of my head, pressing his face even further against my cunt. “Come on, baby… cum for daddy… make daddy proud of his beautiful baby girl.” He mumbles under his throat. I felt my walls tightening on his fingers, my clit pulsing and becoming even plumper. His actions were enough to make me come but his words encouraged me even more to reach the top of my climax. My body jolted, my knees buckled and my hips bucked into his mouth.
I continued moaning wildly to the point where my moans and his groans boomed all over his office. I closed my eyes and heard his voice counting me down, “Three,” He whispers, kissing my folds. “Two,” He says, fingering me even quicker, his groans evidently wanting me to come right away, I bit on my lips, tugging on his hair and as he counted down to one, I started releasing my juices all over his mouth and his fingers. I moaned and my back laid flat on the desk, moaning out his name and certain profanities as he continued fingering my over stimulated and pulsing cunt.
He looks up at me and stands up, bringing my legs down as he sits me up, feeling light-headed. He kisses my forehead, standing in between my legs as his bulge presses against my bare core. “Such a good girl for daddy… breathe in and out, my baby girl.” He calms me down and I was found a whimpering mess on his desk, still moaning as I rest my head against his chest.
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Nicely done!