Make Me Moan, Daddy-Chapter 30

DOMENICO

"You want to get off, right? Then get off, use any part of my body you want. But please, please don’t put it in."

That was all the permission I needed, and I did exactly what she said. No more, no less.

I was already down to my boxer briefs before getting into the bed, so there was not much to do. And Reina was only clad in her lace panties, I had already checked when she was sleeping.

Don’t call me a freak, or a pervert for touching a sleeping woman, I just couldn’t keep my hands to myself. Not when her luscious ass was rubbing against my crotch, igniting fire in me.

"Spread your legs." I said gently, I was visibly shaking as I pulled my briefs free, my cock jumping out of my boxers, slapping against my chest.

I was already hard, God. So achingly hard for her, for this beautiful woman.

"Oh, daddy!" Reina gasped immediately her eyes landed on my cock that was throbbing hard for her.

She reached forward, taking my cock in one hand. "So big." She moaned out as she wrapped her other hand around my cock, manicure fingers rubbing, stroking me so good.

"You’re so big, and thick, daddy." She said, as if she didn’t had my cock buried deep in her throat the other day.

Reina dragged her thumb along the sensitive underside. Nail scratching and tracing the frenulum, where I was most sensitive.

"That feels so good." I moaned, staring down at her, and I let out a shaky breath when my eyes landed on her soaked panties. She was so fucking wet, and ready for me.

So bad I won’t be fucking that hungry pussy today. I knew it was going to be difficult to ignore her cunt, to not give that pussy what it so wanted when she was burning this hard for me.

Just for me.

"Reina." I groaned out a warning when she picked a race with her hand, stroking me so hard and fast, taking me to the point of no return and I was getting right on the verge of climax, but I didn’t plan to cum undone with just her hands.

I needed something more. Something closer to the real thing.

"I’m taking this off you now." I said, that was all the warning she got before I tore her panties off her.

It was so fucking wet, it felt like she had dumped it in water.

"So sweet." I grunted, bringing the piece of lace close to my face and inhaled the faint trace of her perfume and her natural pussy scent flooding my senses afterwards.

"I’m going to fuck you now, baby." I hissed, throwing the torn panties on the floor, pressing my thick cock against her opening.

"Wait, don’t..." She was still saying when I grabbed of her hands, yanking them over her head and hissed against her face.

"Sorry but I wasn’t asking for your permission, darling." I smirked, the shock look on her face was just too ethereal.

She made to open her mouth, to say something in protest but I pushed a finger against her lips, shaking my head.

"You’re going to be a good girl for daddy, right?" I smirked, brushing my thumb over her plush lips.

She nodded her head frantically, swallowing down greedily.

"Good girl." I smiled, lowering my head as I pressed a kiss on her lips, I pulled back before she could deepened the kiss.

"Oh, so fucking wet and beautiful." I grunted as I got between her legs, grabbing both of her legs and pressed them together so tightly, squeezing my cock with her inner thighs, making a sandwich out of it.

"So tight. So mine." I hissed, thrusting into her thighs, it felt so fucking good.

I wondered if her thighs could be this good, how fucking sweet would it be to fuck her tight cunt?

"Daddy!" She cried out, her hands reaching for my arm, writhing so fucking sexy underneath me. "Oh goddddd! Aargh! That feels so awesome."

"I’ll make you feel even better now." I growled, pressing a kiss to her thighs. I kept tracing wet kisses on her thighs as I continued fucking her thighs.

Reina bucked. Nails scratching my arms as she kept meeting me thrust for thrust.

Sweat broke free and slid down my spine, hot and slow, as every muscle in my body tensed and came alive. It felt like fire waking under my skin, raw, hungry, impossible to contain.

I came within minutes. "Eat it," I whispered, holding her face to my short nest of pubes, circling my hips and spurting my cum into her gut.

After she had lick me clean, I positioned my head between her thighs, face buried deep in her cunt. Tongue slid into her tight hole, fucking and eating her good as my hands wandered to fist her boobs. Punishing her hard nipples by pinching them so hard.

My touch roamed over her body, every movement rough with hunger, every breath a struggle for control.

Raina bucked. Pushing her pussy forward, smacking it hard against my face.

"Hmmm." I grunted into her slutty cunt, eating, biting and sucking until she started trembling against my face.

"I’m so... So close." She cried out, fisting a handful of my hair, legs clamped around my neck, pushing my face impossibly close to her pussy as her warm, sweet juice coated my tongue and I swallowed her greedily. Taking every fucking thing she gave me.

Her body went still first—then shivered, breath catching in small, uneven bursts. For a long second she didn’t move at all, only the faint rise and fall of her chest proving she hadn’t disappeared completely into that moment. The edge in her eyes softened; the fight in her mouth turned to something quiet, dazed.

From where I laid between her legs, I saw the change take hold of her—shoulders loose, lips parted, every bit of tension melting into the sheets. She looked undone, fragile and radiant at once, as if every wall she’d built had fallen away and left her bare to me in a different kind of way.

"You’re so fucking gorgeous when you look at me like that." I murmured, claiming her lips in a soft, gentle kiss. Sucking on her tongue and her lips almost at the same time.

I could still taste myself on her tongue, and I was very sure she could taste her sweet juice on my tongue as well.

"I..." She sighed, pulling away from the kiss, staring into my eyes. "I want to sleep. Can we go back to sleep now?"

"Of course, baby." I smiled, dropping next to her on the bed and wrapped my arm around her waist, planting a soft kiss on her shoulder.

For the first time in what felt like forever, I was happy.

Not the kind of happiness that came with victory or power, I’d had enough of those to last a lifetime, but something quieter. Dangerous in its simplicity.

She was here. In my arms. Breathing against my skin like she belonged there.

The night had stretched long, a blur of heat and silence, of things we said and didn’t say. When she finally stopped fighting me—when she let me close—something inside me had broken loose. Every ounce of restraint I’d built over years of control shattered in one heartbeat.

And yet, somehow, she hadn’t pulled away.

She didn’t forgive me with words—Reina never did. But forgiveness came in the way she looked at me afterward, eyes soft, no longer filled with anger or fear. It came in the way she didn’t flinch when I touched her face, or when I pressed my lips to her hair.

That was enough. More than I deserved.

I pulled her closer, letting her settle against my chest, her warmth sinking through me until I could barely tell where she ended and I began.

For a man like me, happiness had always been a currency I didn’t believe in, fleeting, fragile, bought at the expense of someone else’s pain. But with her, it felt different. Like maybe I could have it without burning everything else down.

Maybe.

Her breathing steadied, soft and even, and I watched the rise and fall of her chest in the dim light. My hand moved on its own, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face. She sighed, unconsciously leaning into my touch.

I closed my eyes.

God, I’d never felt so... human. So unguarded.

It terrified me.