Chapter 86
Aria’s POV
I slid off the seat and knelt between his legs, the confined space of the car making everything feel even more illicit. His cock stood thick and hard, the head already glistening with precum.
“Open,” he ordered, his hand tangling in my hair.
I parted my lips and took him in my mouth, my tongue swirling around the tip. He tasted like salt and musk and pure masculinity.
“Fuck,” he hissed, his grip tightening in my hair. “That’s it, baby. Take it deeper p>
I relaxed my throat and took him further, inch by inch, until I was gagging on his length.
“Look at you,” he groaned, his voice thick with pleasure. “Such a good little cocksucker. You love having daddy’s dick down your throat, don’t you p>
I moaned around him in response, the vibration making him curse. His hips started to move, fucking my mouth in shallow thrusts.
“You’re going to swallow every drop,” he commanded. “Going to take all of daddy’s cum like the good girl you are p>
I worked him harder, my hand stroking what I couldn’t fit in my mouth, my other hand cupping his balls. He was close—I could feel him pulsing against my tongue.
“Fuck—Aria—” His body went rigid, and then he was coming, hot spurts of cum flooding my mouth.
I swallowed it all, not spilling a single drop, then licked him clean just like he’d fantasized about earlier.
“Such a good girl,” he praised, pulling me up onto his lap. “Now it’s your turn p>
I climbed onto him, trembling, my dress bunched around my waist. He roughly tore my panties off, then grabbed my hips with both hands, positioning me over his still-hard cock.
“Sit down on it yourself,” he ordered. “I want to watch you fill that tight little pussy with my cock p>
I lowered myself slowly. The sheer size of him stretching me open made me gasp.
“That’s it,” he murmured, his eyes fixed on where our bodies joined. “Take daddy’s big cock all the way in p>
When I was fully seated, we both let out groans of satisfaction. He was so deep I felt like he was hitting my cervix.
“Move,” he commanded. “Show me how you ride my cock p>
I began to rock up and down. The movement of the car made every thrust even more intense. Each time I sank down, he hit so deep it drove me crazy.
“Fuck, you’re so tight always,” he hissed through clenched teeth. “Your pussy feels so good squeezing my cock p>
His hands gripped my ass and took over the rhythm, slamming me down onto him over and over. Every impact was deep and brutal, making stars burst behind my eyes.
“Daddy—I can’t p>
“Not yet,” he bit my nipple through the fabric of my dress, sucking hard. “You haven’t made me cum yet p>
He shifted his angle slightly, and suddenly every single thrust hit my sweet spot perfectly. I screamed, my nails digging into his shoulders.
“That’s it,” he growled. “Scream. Let Rick hear how good I’m fucking you p>
The shame only made me hotter. I let go completely, my moans growing louder and louder.
“Please—Daddy—let me cum p>
“Come for me, baby,” he bit down on my neck. “Squeeze daddy’s cock dry p>
The orgasm crashed over me like a wave, my body convulsing violently as I clenched around him.
Damian let out a deep groan, thrust into me a few more times, and then spilled himself inside me.
I collapsed onto him, both of us panting and slick with sweat. His hand moved gently up and down my back—a sharp, tender contrast to the roughness from moments ago.
His breathing was still ragged, his chest heaving beneath me, and I could feel his heart pounding against my ribs.
I pressed my palm flat against his chest, feeling the wild rhythm beneath his skin.
The car was still moving, but I didn’t have the energy to care anymore. I just lay there on top of him, letting him hold me, savoring the brief quiet.
It wasn’t until the car came to a stop that I realized we were home.