Well, here's my second story! Hope it was well-worth the wait. I definitely enjoyed writing it, and hope you enjoyed reading it.
This one was a collaboration with a friend (and a local Lit Daddy!) that goes by the name of FunFilled80 ... Without him, the ass-licking parts of the story wuold have been sorely lacking! Anyway, enoy!
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Her eyes were burning as she stared at the glowing computer screen, he knew. She hated to leave anything unwritten, and he knew she'd stare at that damned monitor all night if he didn't stop her. The Word program reflected off of the lens of her glasses as he walked over and leaned a hip on the desk. "Babygirl?" Not surprisingly, she sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, not hearing him, lost in her little writer's world.
Shaking his head, he smiled crookedly, and slapped his hand hard down on the desk, making her jump and squeal. "Oh, god!" Her hands flew to her chest, heart beating madly, a dark honey curl dropping from her loose ponytail into her face. "You scared the
hell
out of me!" She shivered and leaned back in the chair as he came around behind her, his laugh rumbling deep in his chest as he pulled her back against him, rubbing her shoulders through the thin material of her tee shirt. "Go ahead, read it. Tell me what you think." She dropped her head back against his chest and closed her eyes as his eyes sought the words of her story. "It should be ready for the website in the next couple of days."
He was quiet, his hands moving with long, slow strokes, and his eyes widened with heat as he read, hands dipping lower to the front of her shoulders as he felt his erection begin to press agaisnt the back of her chair through his sweatpants. Suddenly he cut his eyes away, and leaned down, pressing his lips against the shell of her ear, his teeth scraping the soft skin as he growls, "I think ... you're playing with fire, Babygirl."
His grin was slow and hot, seeing the sudden peak of her nipples beneath her top, and slipped his hands further down, cupping her generous breasts, thumbs teasing the tight peaks with circling caresses as her lips parted on a soft sigh. "Is it gonna burn me, Daddy?" He could hear the sexy smile in her soft voice and growled once more into her ear as he sharply twisted the hard tips, "Maybe, lovely girl, you'll just have to wait and see what I've got in mind."
Straightening, with his teeth still on her ear, she arched, following him upward and out of her chair, and he tugged her nipples again as his teeth released the reddened cartileage, "Kneel in the chair, facing me." She moved slowly, his fingers still holding one nipple as she turned and settled her knees on the cushioned seat. "Off with the shirt, pretty girl," the deep voice was silky as he tugged the loose pink cotton over her head and dropped it to the floor, his eyes feasting on her soft, pendulous flesh tipped with pink and bronze tips. "My litle goddess," his words were soft whispers as he bent down and latched his lips onto one pink tip, hand cupping the heavy flesh and lifting it closer for the ministrations of his lips and tongue.
Her moans were soft in the still air, and she shivered as gooseflesh danced along her skin, her hands lifting, one tangling in his dark hair, the other cupping his neck as her head tips down, lips brushing lightly against the heavy thread of silver at his temples. "Oh, Daddy ..." her own voice was a breathless whimper as his lips opened, as his teeth captured the rosy tip, worrying softly as his tongue lashed the sensitive flesh, arching her hips as her muscles clenched inside, feeling her lips slick together in anticipation.
Lips and teeth released the throbbing tip, and he straightened, tugging a small handful of her hair with his free hand, roughly squeezing her breast with the other. "Floor, my darling," he murmured, and blinking quickly, she scrambled to obey, kneeling at his feet, hands on her thighs as she stared up at him, her soft breasts heaving, the one nipple he'd loved on glistening with the wetness from his mouth in the light. Hands on his hips, he stood silently, looking down at her with fire in his grey eyes. One hand stretched out, and his fingers rubbed over the high, golden brows on her forehead, tracing down her nose, rubbing along her lips before gliding his hand to the back of her neck, angling her head up.
A moist, pink tongue darted out to run across her lips, and with a soft smile, he unceremoniously shoved the sweats down, freeing his cock, and she obediently kept her eyes on his as he wrapped his fingers around the shaft, stroking himself softly as he glanced down, watching her breasts shaking with her roughened breathing. He knew she longed to lower her eyes and watch the hand dancing expertly along his length, but she also knew what the penalty would be if she did, and still, he lifted his eyes to hers once more. Her eyes flickered and she licked her lips again, her hips squirming as she knelt before him.
His groan was soft as he released her hair, sliding his hand along the side of her neck, and lifted his cock, rubbing the seeping tip against the seam of her damp lips, feeling his balls clench as his precum left a trail, half wishing she'd disobey and flick her tongue out to taste him just so he could spread her out and watch her ass warm beneath his palms.
She swallowed thickly, and took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of him, and felt the itching pressure deep in her loins, echoed quickly by the rapid clenching of her inner muscles.
Please, oh please, let him give me the signal soon ... I can't hardly wait to taste him again.
Her thoughts were quick and the memories of the way he felt deep inside her mouth made her core molten with want, with need.
His hand dropped, and with a hungry sigh, her lips parted and her tongue snaked out the rub wantonly over the dark head of him, her mouth soon slipping down, engulfing him as deep as she could. In some distant part of her mind, she heard his groan of approval, and felt him pull the tie from her hair, burying one hand in the golden tresses, knotting and tightening at her crown, his fist moving her, guiding her mouth up and down his shaft.