Daddy's Little Pearl

“Tell me, Britt.. Do you agree with this?” He asked, his baritone voice low and husky, sending shivers down Brittany’s spine. As he circled her clit and nibbled it while she shuddered, her arousal building.

“Mmmph…” She mumbled, trying hard to suppress her moans. Thompson wasn't ready to leave her, he wanted to get an answer from her before going ahead with the intimate encounter they were building towards.

He loved it, how she fought to muffled her moans, how she melted into him like she was made for him.

“Oh, fuck..” Brittany moaned and rolled her eyes, her p**y throbbing as he thrusted with his fingers.

Her body thrashed against him as he explored every corner of her wall. With her back arching, she spread her leg even wider, eliciting a mischievous grin from him.

“Dammit. You're so wet, Britt. You're such a good girl. A good bad girl, innit?” He asked, nibbling her ear.

She nodded, placing both hands on his broad chest, her body shaking with pent desire as he drove her to an extreme stage of cloud nine.

He savored the way she trembled beneath his touch, her body responding to his every caress. The sound of her muffled moans only fueled his desire, and he knew he had to have her, all of her, in every way possible. "Britt," he whispered, his voice husky with need. With his eyes locking onto hers, the intensity burned brighter as he repeated, "Do you agree with this? With this...with us?"

The words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken meaning, and Britt's pulse quickened in response. She felt the weight of her answer, the potential consequences of her response, and yet, she couldn't deny the spark that had been growing between them.

"Yes," she whispered finally, the word tumbling out like a confession. "I agree.”

Thompson smirked as he ran the tip of his tongue on her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine.

The gentle touch was a tease of what was to come. It ignited a flame within her, and she felt herself melting more into his embrace.

He planted a kiss on her forehead, and a trickle ran down her spine, a shiver that had nothing to do with the warmth of his lips.

“You're so sweet. So fucking wet for me, Britt.” He spoke as he plucked his third finger in, rolling, pinching and thrusting.

Spanking her p**y, he added, “Now, tell me. I need you to say it louder. Do you agree with this, Britt.”

Her teeth sucked her lower lip, the pleasure drowning her like current.

“Say it…” Thompson whispered in her ears, his thrusts getting heavier

“Mmmph…..” Britt moaned, her breath coming out in short bursts.

“Tell me … I wanna hear it, loud and clear.” He grunted, feeling himself getting harder.

She nodded and replied, “I - I agree to whatever you want.” she whispered, her words lost in the heat of the moment.

A victorious smile tugged at the corners of Thompson's lips. As he continued with fast paces in her p**y, he brushed his lips against her forehead ears and whispered, “Good girl.”

Britt grasped the edge of the table as he kept licking her earlobes.

He had a thing for ears and she couldn't help but giggle at the ticklish sensation. "You're obsessed with ears," she teased, her voice barely above a whisper. He chuckled, the sound low and husky, as he continued to lavish attention on her sensitive skin. And then, they stared into each other’s eyes for what felt like an eternity.

With a swift movement, Thompson wrapped his arms around her and claimed her lips roughly, biting it and sucking on it till they were swollen.

Their breathing became ragged as they deepened their kiss, their bodies thrashing against each other.

Every gasp, every sigh, seemed to fuel the fire that was building, threatening to consume them both. The silence was heavy with expectation, the air charged with unspoken promises.

“You're so sweet, Britt. You don't wanna know how hard I am right now..” Thompson spoke as he shoved her gently to the table.

Brittany’s rampaging heartbeat slowed down as she stared at him, wondering what he was about to do.

Grabbing the back of her knees, he threw them over his shoulder and then shifted her to the edge of the desk.

Leaning towards her, he buried his face beneath her thighs, inhaling the scent of her desire.

“You smell so fucking goooood.” He rasped before sticking his tongue out

He ran it over her clit, lapping up her juices.

A moan tore from Brittany's lips at the amazing sensations of his hot tongue against her wet folds. He grunted as he began eating her, his tongue thrashing against her sensitive flesh

“Oh gosh!” Brittany moaned once more, throwing her hands into his hair and grasping it tightly. His tongue thrusted into her, fucking her tight cunt with brutal precision.

She moaned and whispered as his tongue circled her clit, sucking, nibbling and thrusting faster.

She threw her head back as she rocked her hips into his face, grinding into his mouth.

“You taste so damn good, Britt. I could eat you all day..”

His lips closed around her clit, sucking it hard.

“I'll fuck you till your legs scream for mercy..” He whispered, his eyes darkening with lust as he stared at Brittany whose lips parted with cute moans escaping from them.