Chapters (42)
- Charming Your Dad
- Spotify Playlist
- Dedication
- Content Warning
- 1. Blair
- 2. Dax
- 3. Blair
- 4. Dax
- 5. Blair
- 6. Dax
- 7. Blair
- 8. Dax
- 9. Blair
- 10. Blair
- 11. Dax
- 12. Blair
- 13. Dax
- 14. Blair
- 15. Dax
- 16. Blair
- 17. Blair
- 18. Blair
- 19. Dax
- 20. Blair
- 21. Dax
- 22. Blair
- 23. Dax
- 24. Blair
- 25. Dax
- 26. Dax
- 27. Blair
- 28. Blair
- 29. Dax
- 30. Dax
- 31. Blair
- 32. Dax
- 33. Blair
- 34. Blair
- 35. Blair
- 36. Dax
- About the Author
- Acknowledgements
Dax’s finger slides from my wet core, and he rims my asshole. “This ass looks gorgeous with my marks. Next time I’m going to plug this sweet ass when I spank you. Make you beg me to fuck you in the ass after your cheeks are nice and pink.”
I groan at his words and try to push myself closer to his hand. “Please, Dax. Please.”
“Begging already, pet? I told you what I wanted. You’re wet, but not dripping. What do I need to do?”
I make a petulant noise, not sure what he wants from me.
“Mmm, I think I know what you need.” His hands glide up my thighs and his touch is blazing, so warm that I attempt to pull away from his palm. The smacks rotate between each cheek and they’re rapid in pacing. I lose count but at least ten unearthly hot spankings to each cheek. My ass feels like it’s on fucking fire. It’s painful, but in a way that makes me want to beg for more. I’m panting and overwhelmed when Dax slides his fingers from my clit to my entrance, his fingers no longer hot, humming in approval. “There’s my dripping girl. Time for your reward.”
I wish I could see him. All I can do is watch our onlookers. Their eyes rotate between my reddened ass and whatever Dax is doing. My breaths are heavy as the anticipation lingers in the air. One of his shadows releases one of my forearms and tenderly pushes my hair back and strokes my spine. It feels sweet and caring. Who knew shadows would be my new thing?
“Dax,” I say in an impatient tone.
“I’m always telling you about patience, pet.”
A low growl vertebrates from my chest. My ass is hot, my cunt is dripping, and I need him to do something about it now. Dax’s large hands grip my ass, spreading me apart, and I wince at his touch. Without even seeing him, I know he’s smirking. His hot fucking dimples likely on display. I want to tell him to fucking choke on razor blades, but before anything can leave my mouth, Dax’s magical mouth is on my clit.
I’m so wet I can hear him slurping up my wetness, devouring every last drop of me as his tongue lavishes my clit. His lips create the perfect amount of suction on the overly sensitive nerves. The tenderness of my cheeks as he grabs them only amplifies the pleasure.
“Yes, please don’t stop. Holy fuck.”
He hums against my clit and doesn’t stop. His nose nuzzles against my entrance and I wish I could have it all, have his mouth on me, his shadows surrounding me, his cock filling me to the brim. I want everything he can give me.