All yours Daddy.
Nuella sat on the stool at the bar center of Mr Devine’s house. Her hands rested on the counter while her eyes rested on the heavy-course meal that she desired. Mr Devine.
Since he pulled her out of the hug, he had not stared at her with those longing eyes and that had her thoughts conflicting.
She ran her hand over her lower lips, with even more conflicting thoughts. Was he avoiding her? Did he just pull her into that hug because she appeared needy of it? Last night she remembered all the words he said to her. Words like he would not stop touching her. Did he mean those words? Or they were just devised mechanisms to make her feel desired.
She got down from the stool and took a step closer. Without all decency ridden, she closed the space between them, by hugging him from behind and, wrapping her hand around his chest, pressing her heavy boobs against his hard back.
Mr Devine stiffened. The feeling of her body against his had his groin tightened, his entire body clenched in a tight ball of need.
“Nuella.” His very husky voice came out softly betraying his intention.
When he walked in to meet her standing in his living room, the only thing he desired was to grope her ass into his hand and fuck her hard till she has no breath left to exhale, but he had pushed past those nagging desires all to be indulged in it by one action from the person who knew how to best arouse the beast in him.
His thoughts were soon brought to reality by the tantalizing effect of Nuella’s hand moving down his body, almost against his cock.
“Stop.” He demanded grabbing her hand and throwing his head backward.
He turned to face her, and this time he regretted it. Her eyes held the desire that fueled his determination to touch her, just like the last night.
Nuella’s eyes searched through his eyes, lust-filled eyes, holding onto it, with every power of her eyelid.
“I want you to dominate me, Devine.”
Her ever-mesmerizing voice came in a whisper.
“Like you are doing now.” She reacted to his callused hand that held firmly onto her wrist.
Mr Devine stared at her with eyes that longed for her, yet he pushed past the desire.
This was wrong. Being in his house without the consent of her father was wrong. Being in her house last night and touching her to orgasm was wrong.
“Go home, Nuella. We can’t be doing this.”
Nuella’s brows knitted and her heart made a ding. She concluded that he was also seeing her as some good girl, just like James. The total opposite of Mr Devine’s though.
“Why? Is it because I am not good enough? Or wait? Is it because I am a good girl and you are used to bad girls? Are bad girls whom you like as well?
“Yes! I love bad girls and I love the one you are for me, but…” his words trailed into the air as he turned back to pouring the drink into the glass for her like he was doing before. He swallowed his words and breaths. Those were not the words he intended to say to her, and he was not going to move past that.
Nuella stared at him as he swallowed the words.
“But I am not enough?” Her voice came out in a flickering whisper as she concluded his words. The pain in her voice was evident as it sliced through him like a dagger against his flesh, but he said nothing.
“Here.” He passed her the drink, ignoring her eyes, but Nuella didn’t say a word or even take the drink from him. She needed answers, answers that were no longer in his eyes.
Silence filled the room for some minutes before Nuella started.
“I should have known. I should have known better. That you are just like some James who saw me as nothing but a worthless girl. I should have known that all your words last night were not real. I should have known that I was not… I was not ENOUGH.” the last words found it hard coming out of her throat. The thoughts of not being enough broke a scale in her heart.
Mr Devine groaned. He dropped the glass of juice on the counter and turned to her.
He took a step closer, touring over her and letting his strong cologne dominate the walls of her nostrils, while his eyes accentuated her every curve.
How dare she? How dare Nuella say that she wasn’t enough? His eyes moved bit by bit against her face. With this face that made him go crazy?
With this skin that was as slick as milk?
With this banging ass that his hand so badly wanted to grope? Was she aware of whom she was? Was she aware of whom he was when she stood close to her? Did she know the amount of pressure he put on to make his restriction a grand success? No lady ever ever interests him, he is always the price. He is always to be desired. But with her, with her, she is the fucking grand price. In a room where she existed, his eyes often find solace in the walls of the building, so he could successfully keep his hands and eyes off her.
Some minute ago, he had desired to part her soft beautiful thighs and bury his face in between them and feast deliciously from the juice of her beautiful pussy. He had desired to watch her go down on her knees and take his cock like a fucking good girl.
He moved a finger against her cheek, trailing his knuckles against it, while his lustful eyes wandered around her eyes and lips, watching her breath as they turned uneven.
“How dare you compare me to your weak, boyfriend.”
“Ex.” Nuella had intended to snap at him with the correction, but her voice came out lower than she intended betraying fierce intentions.
With his hand moving against her cheeks this way, his eyes caressing every bit of her body with heavy desire fully written on them, and being caged between his claused body and the hard wall, it was only normal that she didn’t find her voice. Her pussy tingled at the heat that emanated from his body. A wide force of liquid gushed through her legs, wetness flooding her pants, as he suddenly moved his hand from her cheeks to her neck gently at first, then he suddenly squeezed it, choking her roughly to the wall. While his eyes roamed around her body with authority, his baritone voice pinched every nerve in her body.
“I am nothing like your weak boyfriend, Momma, and this body. This body is very much enough….. BUT.”His eyes that were roaming around her body suddenly dominated her eyes, his gaze burning through her eyes and seeing right through her soul.
“But when I dominate this body.” His voice, was deep and husky. “There would be nothing left for anyone. I will own and possess this body, when and wherever I desire.
I will taste you, eat every fucking part of you, and I will have your legs quivering at every freaking opportunity!” this time he was already eating at the nap of her neck, his word burning fire into her body.
“I will leave you begging for more. I will possess you, momma, So damn much that all your body and soul would Live for, is ME.”
A feeling of sensation burst through her body. Her pussy clenched, so badly that the impact left her body shuddering against his grip.
An inflow of heat burned her pussy, leaving her even more moist as she visualize every inch of his words. Her cheeks heat up, and a thrill of wave surged down her vein. With her hazy eyes holding onto his, she let out a breathless whisper, her body desiring nothing but all of his words.
“All I want is to be dominated by you, to be your bad girl, to take daddy’s cock,”
Nuella couldn’t care less if she was the one saying all of this, some hours back she had denied wanting him, but now all she wanted was to be dominated by him. She didn’t know if it was James’ words that had pushed her to realize the itch that burn through her, but all she desire was his cock. She just wanted him to fuck the senses out of her, that is if she had any senses left.
My Devine cock throbbed and his muscle tightened at the way her words trembled out with needs, terminating the previous thought in his head and fueling his every living organ with new intentions and even newer desires.
“On your knees.” He commanded. His hand slipped away from her neck and his ever-possessive gaze followed her body till she dropped to her knees, like the good girl he desired out of her.
Nuella’s heart dinged, her pussy tingled and her nipples twitched. The sound of his soothing command had her stomach tightened into a knot. She looked up at him, like a slave waiting to take her master’s command.
“Take my cock out of its bondage and fuckng suck on it”
That command would not be complete if he didn’t grabbed her cheeks forcefully and gritted.
“I am going to show you what it is to desire me, Momma. I am going to fill your mouth with my cock, and I am going to make sure you swallow it all like daddy’s good girl.”