Daddy Duke

by Madison Faye

  “Uh-uh, baby girl,” he groaned. “Don’t you dare close those legs for Daddy.”

  I whimpered into his kiss, moaning as his hands slid under my ass, lifting me back into him. His big, swollen cock throbbed against my pussy, teasing me as he turned and moved towards the tub. He stepped in, turning me as we both sank into the hot water, my back against his muscled chest.

  I could feel his thick erection against my ass, and I moaned as his hands slid up my sides, teasing every inch of my skin. He reached for a cup on the side of the tub, plunging it under the surface before brining it up above us and letting the water cascade over my hair. He did it a few more times, getting my hair wet before he set the cup down and reached for a bottle of shampoo.

  I groaned as his hands and the silky shampoo massaged my head, lathering my hair and making me moan quietly as I sank into him.

  “Okay, this…” I purred.

  “That an approval?”

  “A girl could get used to this.”

  “This girl better get used to this,” he growled.

  He rinsed my hair when he was done, making me coo in pleasure. He reached again, this time for the soap, rolling the soft white bar in his hand and lathering them before he moved back to me. His hands slid over me, slippery this time as he soaped me up, making me slick as and bubbly.

  …And also making my pussy wetter with far more than just the bath water.

  His hands slid up my arms, over my shoulders, massaging deeply as they slid over my skin. He moved down to my breasts, cupping them in his strong, soapy hands and stroking my skin as he teased my nipples to aching pink points. He pulled my legs out of the water, hooking my knees over the edges on either side of us before he lathered more soap in his hands. He slid them smoothly up and down my legs, making me soapier and teasing me even higher. My breath caught, and I sank back into him, relishing the feel of his masculine body against mine and his big, throbbing cock so eager for me.

  His hands slid higher and higher up my thighs, making my breath catch and my pulse race, before he teasingly pulled them away. I felt him lean into me, his lips brushing my ear in a way that sent a bolt of raw fire through my core.

  “Bend over for me,” he purred

  Oh fuck…

  I gasped, whimpering as his teeth raked over my earlobe.

  “I—”

  “Bend over, baby girl,” he growled, more dominant this time in a way that had me gasping. “Daddy needs to wash all of your places.”

  I trembled, biting my lip and blushing as I slowly moved away from him. I moved to the edge of the tub, my arms crossed and my elbows on the tile of the floor surrounding the sunken tub. And slowly, feeling my pulse race, I raised my ass up in the air, getting on me knees right in front of him.

  And Xavier growled.

  I felt the water stir as he moved, my breath catching. And when I felt his hands slide over my ass, gripping me tightly, I trembled in anticipation. He reached for the cup again, scooping soapy water and then letting it trickle over me. I gasped as I felt it drip down the cleft of my ass, the water trickling in little teasing rivulets over my pussy and my thighs.

  He poured more water over me, his other hand moving between my legs and stroking my pussy, making me shiver and moan.

  “Just like that, baby girl,” he growled, his fingers slowly driving me wild.

  Finally, with one more pour, he put the cup aside, and when his hands slid over my ass again, I moaned as I felt him move closer. His hands tightened, pulling me open and baring all of me to his dominant, hungry gaze.

  Suddenly, I gasped as I felt the warm wetness of his tongue drag over my pussy. I cried out, arching my back and biting my lip as his incredible tongue teased up and down my slit, pushing deep as he groaned into me. His hands gripped me tightly, fingers digging into my skin as he spread me wide for his mouth. He teased low, flicking the tip of his tongue over my clit before dragging it higher, and higher still. His wicked tongue swirled over my most forbidden place, making my asshole quiver and my body tremble with pleasure I’d never felt.

  “Oh fuck, Xavier…”

  He growled, moving lower again and tonguing my pussy. His powerful hands gripped my ass tightly, pulling me so open for him and against his mouth as his tongue circled my clit again and again, groaning into me until I could feel the heat starting to explode through every part of me.

  But Xavier only moved faster, and more purposefully, pushing me higher and higher, and tonguing my slippery, dripping wet pussy more and more until my legs started to shake and my pulse started to thunder in my ears.

  His tongue swirled over my clit, his hands dug into my skin, and his hungry groans rumbled through me, and I broke.

  The climax slammed into me, forcing the air from my lungs in a deep moan of pleasure. My back arched, my ass pressing back into him as his lips fasted around my clit and his tongue teased it mercilessly, pushing me right through my orgasm. I clawed at the tiles of the bathroom floor around the sunken tub, writhing against him until I couldn’t even stand it anymore.

  I pulled away with a gasping, whooshing sound, whimpering in pleasure as I sank into the water and gasped for air.

  Xavier chuckled deeply, moving behind me and wrapping his big arms around my body. He pulled me close, like this comforting, familiar warmth that instantly grounded me as I blinked.

  “That…what the hell was that?” I moaned quietly.

  “That was pent up for too long is what that was,” he rumbled back into my neck.

  I shifted, and when I felt his huge, thick, swollen cock throbbing against my ass, the fire sparked to life inside of me. I bit my lip, swallowing as I slid my hand back and between us. My fingertips found his warm, pulsing shaft, and when I curled them around it, he groaned into me.

  “I want this,” I whispered, turning into him. “I want this to have all of me.”

  “If you think you’re read—”

  “You know I’m ready.”

  His eyes flashed, and his jaw tightened as he leaned close and pressed his lips to mine. “Let’s get out of this tub.”

  “Uh-uh,” I ginned, shaking my head as I chewed on my lip. “Not yet.”

  He frowned, but when I pushed him back against the edge of the tub, and nudged him so that he moved out of the tub to sit on the edge of it, he started to get it.

  “Fuck, Lola, honey.”

  “You got to taste me,” I whispered in a husky, edged voice. “And now it’s my turn.”

  Fuck, his body was so hard and chiseled, and my eyes lingered on every inch of him as I slid through the soapy water between his legs. He was older, yes, but hardened in a way. Not like a boy, he was man. He was all man — rippling muscles, scars, silver hair and all.

  …And that thick, twitching, enormous muscle between his legs jutting out from his muscled abs, with the big, swollen balls hanging beneath it most certainly was the cock of a man.

  I slid between his legs, running my nails down his muscled thighs. His cock throbbed, twitching in front of me, and I moaned quietly as I saw pearly-white precum start to bead at the tip and then run down his veined shaft to the water.

  “You want to taste, huh?” He growled, his fierce gaze locked on mine.

  I nodded, licking my lips as I held his gaze.

  Xavier groaned lowly, and one of his hands slid down to grip his gorgeous cock in his fist, making it throb and twitch and swell up even harder. More precum dribbled from his fat head.

  His other hand moved towards me, sliding into my hair and pulling me gently but possessively towards him.

  “Then open your mouth, baby girl. Open those sweet little lips and let me feel that tongue on my cock.”

  I moaned deeply, leaning forward and opening my mouth. I dipped low, my tongue teasingly swirling across his big balls, making him groan in pleasure. My tongue danced over them before I moved higher, trailing so slowly up the twitching underside of him, moving higher and higher until my lips parted and I sank my mouth over his crown.
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  “Oh fuck, Lola…” Xavier groaned, throwing his head back, his abs rippling as I moaned around his big dick. His hand tightened in my hair — not pulling me, but guiding me as my mouth bobbed up and down, slurping on his big, thick girth. I whimpered, sucking harder and trying to fit more of him into my throat as I swallowed his cock. My blood roared like fire in my veins, and I squeezed my thighs together tight, feeling how hot and wet my pussy was.

  Xavier groaned, muscles tensing as his hands gently pulled me away. I looked up at him, licking my lips slowly and teasingly, watching the raw lust bloom over his face. He stood, his eyes never leaving mine as he leaned down to help me up. He reached for a big, fluffy towel, wrapping it around us both as he pulled me into him and kissed me hungrily.

  “Now, angel,” he murmured into my lips. “Now it’s time.”

  Chapter 11

  Xavier

  I wasn’t joking about the jewels. In my mind, that’s how I’d take her — stretched out across silk sheets in nothing but diamonds. I was so sure about the way I envisioned the fantasy of taking Lola’s virginity as my own, that I’d actually ordered them.

  Literally, in the space between leaving her when I had her on top of the piano, through changing and then meeting with Winston. A man of my means has “people” and it was just such a person I put that late night call into, detailing what I needed couriered ahead to my guest quarters at Milton’s palace.

  Yes, I knew what the cost was.

  Yes, I was aware of how large some of the pieces I was ordering were, or how rare, or how much royal history some of them carried.

  And no, they could not ask who they were for.

  I’d actually forgotten about the whole thing in the aftermath of the talk with my attorney, but sure enough, the package from the jewelers had been safely secured within the wall-safe in my room when I’d arrived.

  …And now, I could give them to her.

  I carried Lola in my arms out of the bath, my cock hard as steel as her soft, perfect body pressed tightly to mine. I strode to the big vanity mirror and chair to one side of the room, setting her down in front of her own reflection as I moved to stand behind her. Lola blushed, her eyes taking in her own flushed skin.

  I reached for the first of the five black boxes, my blood pumping a little faster at the thought of what I was about to give her. And it wasn’t just meant as fancy trinkets, or as any sort of “buying her love” type bullshit. It was about making her first time something out of a fucking fairytale. It was about giving the girl who’d become a part of me something she’d never forget when I took her as my own.

  “What are these?” Lola said softly, glancing up into my eyes through the mirror’s reflection.

  “They’re yours.”

  She blushed. “No, I mean what’s in them?”

  “Well open it and find out.”

  She grinned as she took the small black box in her hand, peeling the ribbon away and then raising off the lid. Her breath caught, her hand flew to her mouth.

  “Xavier, this is—”

  “For you, angel,” I murmured. I took the box from her hand, placing it on the vanity in front of her and pulling out the long, delicate strand of diamonds, with the silver and jeweled moon pendant hanging at the middle.

  Lola gasped, her face reddening as she watched in the mirror as I brought the long, shimmering strand up and draped it across her skin. The pendant hung low between the soft tempting curves of her breasts, and when I fastened it at the back, I stepped away to admire how fucking beautiful she looked.

  Perfection.

  “This is too much,” she breathed. “There’s no way these others are for me.”

  I grinned. “Better open them and find out then.”

  I watched, feeling proud, the warmth burning through me as she opened the second box, gasping at the silvery strand of diamonds and red rubies on this one.

  The jeweler I knew was a master, and the pieces I’d selected were fit for a queen. Literally. The first one, the one with the silver and diamond moon pendant, was a new piece. But the others were antiques from some of the biggest houses and crowns of the four hundred years.

  I watched in a sort of rapture as Lola pulled necklace after necklace from their small black boxes, helping her fasten them around her perfect neck and watching the glittery jewels cascading down her nude body. The huge diamond earrings that were in the last box finished the whole thing, and when she dropped her hands and stared at herself in the mirror, her eyes wide and her jaw dropped, I smiled as I moved close to her.

  “Now, you’re ready,” I murmured.

  Her skin flushed, and her soft little pink nipples hardened to points, the strings of silver and diamond and gold tumbling down over her breasts. I took her hand and pulled her up, scooping her into my arms and kissing her slowly as I moved towards the huge bed dominating the room.

  Lola whimpered as I laid her out across the bed. I turned, moving back to the bathroom and grabbing some of the candles before stepping back into the bedroom. I placed them around the room, and on the bedside tables, illuminating the whole room in a soft golden glow before I moved back to the foot of the bed, and gazed down on her.

  My blood roared. My cock throbbed hard as iron, and my whole body tingled with the aching need to have her. She was perfect, laid out across the sheets with her long dark hair cascading around her and the jewels tumbling down between her breasts.

  Laid out and ready for me, like a prize for me to take. My prize, the one I’d waited my whole life for.

  I moved onto the bed, muscles rippling as I stalked over her until my body covered hers. Lola moaned softly, biting her lip as her big green eyes looked up into mine.

  “I’ve always wanted it to be you,” she whispered.

  “Baby girl,” I groaned back, cupping her face as I leaned down to brush my lips across hers. “It was always going to be me.”

  She whimpered as I moved my hips forward, spreading her thighs wide around me. My thick, bulging cock slid against her, my swollen head dragging over her lips and leaving a sticky trail of my precum. I kissed her deeply, tasting her lips as I rolled my hips, this time letting the fat head of my cock nudge between her lips and center at her opening.

  “Mine,” I whispered in the kiss.

  “Make me yours,” she gasped.

  I pushed, and it was like heaven. The whole world melted around me as I slid into Lola’s sweet, tight, velvety little cunt. I could feel her slick walls opening for me, stretching around my head and then letting me inside as I pushed. I slid slowly into her, relishing every single millimeter and letting her soft moans tease through my ears.

  “Oh fuck, Xavier…”

  Her eyes closed, her mouth falling open as the pleasure melted over her face. I groaned, muscles clenching as I pushed deeper, sliding every inch of my cock deep in her candy-sweet pussy until I could feel my heavy balls resting against her.

  “And now you’re mine, angel,” I groaned into her ear, flexing my cock and letting her feel every inch of me throb so deep inside.

  “Am I?” she whispered, biting her lip with just a little bit of mischief in her eyes as she looked up into mine. “I might need some reminding.”

  “Reminding, hmm?”

  She moaned as I pulled back, sliding my cock out until just the thick head was nestled within her dripping wet lips.

  “Well allow me to remind you.”

  I drove back in, making her scream in pleasure as I filled her little cunt to the hilt in one stroke. I groaned, feeling my cum boiling in my balls as her tight little pussy rippled around me, milking every inch of my cock as I throbbed inside. I pulled back again, rolling my hips back before rolling them back into her and sliding every inch back inside. Lola moaned, her arms tight around my neck as she threw her head back in pleasure. Her chest arched towards me, the diamonds and other jewels sparkling like sunlight across her skin in the dim candlelight, tumbling over her breasts and her hard pink nipples as I started to move f
aster.

  I growled, one hand cupping her jaw as the other moved down to grab her hip possessively. I moved faster, and harder, fucking my cock into her slick, eager, pink pussy and nailing her to the bed at her back. She squealed, spreading her legs wide and wrapping them around my muscled hips as I started to drive in and out of her.

  Remind her, huh?

  I almost grinned.

  Oh, I’d remind her all right. From that day until eternity, I’d make it my life’s fucking work to make sure my angel and her sassy little mouth knew exactly whose she was. I was going to make sure that bratty ass and this sweet little cunt knew exactly whose cock they belonged to.

  I started to fuck her harder, bringing a whole new groan of pleasure from her lips as she cried out and clung to me tightly.

  “Fuck, that’s so good,” she gasped. “That’s so fucking good.”

  “Remind me,” I groaned, my thick cock driving in and out of her wetly.

  “Remind you what?” she gasped.

  “To punish you later for having such a dirty mouth for a royal princess,” I growled.

  Lola whimpered, kissing me hungrily as her hips started to raise to meet mine.

  “I don’t think you should wait,” she moaned. “I think you better punish me now.” Her eyes sparked as she looked at me slyly. “You know, in case you forget since you’re so old.”

  Her whole face flushed with excitement as she saw mine tense, my eyes flashing fire and my muscles coiling.

  Oh, she was in for it now. Which was exactly what she wanted.

  “Old, hmm?” I growled. I slammed my hips into her, making her squeal as my throbbing cock drove deep inside before I pulled out. Lola gasped as my firm hands grabbed her, rolling her over onto her front and then grabbing her hips and pulling her tight little ass high in the air. I groaned, my cock throbbing and precum dripping from my crown at the sight of her pink, glistening little cunt there between her thighs.

  So fucking beautiful. So fucking sexy.

  …So fucking all mine.

  I moved into her, grabbing her hips tight as I lined my thick, swollen head against her eager lips.