“It’s not a kink at all, Little one. It’s who I am. Your Papi. I will dominate you at all times. It will feel perfectly natural to you. You won’t even remember what it was like to have to make your own decisions or take care of yourself.”
His words are odd. I have so many questions.
“I would slow down and explain myself better if you weren’t so unbelievably aroused, Baby girl. Let me make you feel good. Then we’ll talk.”
I give him a nod because I can’t imagine this going any other way. The knot in my stomach is almost painful. I need to come. No one has ever made me come before. The only orgasms I’ve had were alone with my vibrator.
This man is going to make me come in seconds. It’s a given. I’m so close already, and he’s barely touched me.
Papi slides down my body, lifts one knee to nudge mine apart, and when I spread my legs, he settles between them.
I blush as he palms my inner thighs and drops onto his chest between my legs. His gaze is on my pussy, staring. He’s breathing heavily as he looks at me as if I’m the first woman he’s ever seen.
“Papi…” I grab his shoulders and grip them. I need his mouth on me.
He lowers his lips to my pussy and kisses gently before dragging his tongue through my slit and up over my clit.
I cry out. Holy fucking whackadoodle.
My eyes roll back. I can’t breathe. I’m shaking with need. “Please, Papi. Please make me come.”
He drops his mouth to me again, sucks my clit and lips all at the same time. When his tongue thrusts into my channel, I come. I come so hard I scream. My body convulses as the pulses of my release continue on and on.
He doesn’t stop. He keeps sucking and licking. His wicked tongue doesn’t let me come down from my high. Instead it builds again, higher.
He parts my folds wider with his thumbs, holding my body to the mattress. If he releases me, I will fly backward and hit my head against the headboard.
I need him to hold on to me so I don’t float away. I love the pressure, the fact that he’s forcing me to take what he’s offering. I love the way my clit feels swollen and tingly and how he teasesit with his teeth and his tongue. He’s so talented. Do they teach classes on Eleadia about how to please a lover?
While he torments my clit, he releases one of my thighs to push a finger into my channel.
I buck and moan, needing more. Oh, God. This is happening. This man is about to turn my world upside down. Or maybe he already has.
A primal growl fills the room. It’s him. Papi. He’s claiming me. I can smell his need mixed with mine. Can’t I?
When Papi curls his finger up to stroke along the top of my channel, I cry out again. Holy shit. I’ve heard of a G-spot, but I’ve never thought it was a real thing. It certainly is because Papi has found it.
I buck and writhe, but he’s too strong for me.
“Don’t fight it, Little one. I want to feel your release around my fingers.” Suddenly, his finger slides out, and I whimper at the loss. I was so close, now I’m frustrated.
“Shh…darling Little girl. Papi’s got you.” He holds me down with one hand on my thigh while he drags his finger through my wetness. His eyes are on mine. “Let Papi make you feel good, Baby girl.”
Heismaking me feel good. So good. Or hewasuntil he removed his finger. Now I’m close to begging.
Suddenly, his wet finger is at my rectum, pressing against the tight ring of muscles there.
I gasp and stiffen. “Papi…”
“Shhh… No part of you will be off limits to Papi, Sara. Let me inside your bottom.” He rubs that ring of muscles. It’s unnerving. No one has ever touched me there. I’m scared. But it feels so good, and I’m certain I can’t hide that fact from him.
“That’s right, Little one. Let me in. Let it feel good.”
I try to relax my clenched rosebud. It’s not natural. I’m uncertain. What if he’s wrong, and I hate it? He’s not showingsigns of relenting on this issue, though, so I decide not to fight him.
Papi eases his finger into my anus, slowly, deeper and deeper, while he holds my gaze. He smiles. “There’s my good girl.”
I nearly explode at the praise. I want him to look at me like that for the rest of my life. I want him to call me his good girl. I want to please him.
