10. Show me what you can do

​​Keira’s POV.

We had thirty minutes before our session ended, which meant more intense fucking. I was slightly sore, but I could take more of his cock if he were still willing to give it. And from the look on his face, I had a feeling he was not entirely done with me yet, and he had better not be.

"Come here, beautiful. Let us see what else that mouth can do besides moaning for me."

My eyes went to his cock, and I licked my lips at how big, stiff and veiny it was. I felt satisfied knowing I made him hard just sitting pretty opposite him.

I began by holding his cock in one hand and licked the head. A loud mewl escaped my lips. He felt painfully good. I smiled at him before leaning forward to envelop the entire shaft in my mouth. I rocked back and forth on my knees, sucking on the big, hard cock in and out between my lips.

Although his cock was huge, I could take his entire shaft inside my mouth. His hard cock throbbed and jerked, and the first big vicious gob landed on my tongue, and I swallowed it just in time to catch the second spurt.

"You taste so good," I moaned as he guided my head with his hands for a better pace, burying my mouth in his pulsing cock.

Then he held my face in place and fucked my mouth. Tears spilled out of my eyes as his huge shaft hit the back of my throat. “You like that?” He asked. I nodded vigorously, taking each thrust he slammed into me while my fingers on my clitoris drove me wild.

"Get on your feet," Clint instructed when he finally released my head. Goodness. The things his dominance did to me.

I slid my clothes off at the same time, and his eyes darkened with lust.

"Come here." He pulled me over to his chair and sat on it.

"Ride me, Keira, and ride me good," Clint commanded.

I could feel his stiff cock between my legs when I moved to straddle him. It was warm and pulsing, and the feeling made me needier than I already was. No one had ever made me feel this good.

My body acted on instinct, rocking back and forth as I glided on his dick, my juices soaking him. “Ah…” Sitting up a little, I grabbed his ridged length and positioned the tip against my entrance. I sat down slowly, savoring the feeling of him filling me up, inch by inch. “Hmmmm…”

Clint was displeased with me taking my time. He grabbed hold of my hips and pressed me down at the same time as he thrust up, sheathing himself fully inside me. “Oh fuck!” I yelped. He felt bigger than usual in this position.

I got a hold of myself immediately and moved my hips experimentally. “Oh, my fuck… Daddy.” I gasped at the feeling of him hitting my G-spot. It was so damn good, making my walls flutter around his girth.

“Only I can make you feel this good. You hear me?”

I nodded helplessly, my mouth unable to form words.

He leaned in and took a nipple in his mouth, sucking it as he held my hips in place for his thrusts. He started rough, slamming into me with a power I was amazed he could do while beneath me.

“Fuck fuck.” Curses flew out of his mouth as he took control, drilling into me like his life depended on it, like mine. I could hear how wet I was as he fucked me- the slurpy sounds seemed to urge him on.

Again and again, he impaled me with his cock, stretching my cunt and forcing me to take him. “Ah…hmmm.” My mouth fell open, but no sounds came out as I breathed through the stretch his dick was always accompanied by.

His dick massaged my sensitive walls, and he made sure his pelvis rubbed against my clit, creating a pleasure that had me squeezing down on him.

"You feel so fucking good, Keira," Clint cursed. "You have no idea how you feel wrapped around me."

I was heaving so hard to answer; all I could do was give him a breathy moan. Sweat slicked our skin, and our hearts beat like a frantic drum as we gave in to our needs. At this moment, there was nothing but us and the pleasure we both sought.

"Harder," I moaned against his lips. "Please, Daddy, fuck me harder." I was near, so damn near to my release.

Obliging, he slammed into me so hard that I lost my breath. “You. Are. My. Girl. Daddy’s girl. Now. Come. For. Daddy.” His cock hit the end of me repeatedly with each word, but the pain of it only made me burn hotter. There was nothing sweet about this, just sinful and downright filthy sex.

A hand snaked between us, and he roughly rubbed my clit. "Come for me, baby," he commanded.

“God. Damn!” With a groan, he slammed inside and held himself still as he spilled his cum inside me. The feeling of it prolonged my climax.

“Ahhhhhh… yes. Just like that, Daddy.” I collapsed on his chest immediately after, breathing raggedly through my mouth.

Clint watched me, and I did not need a mirror to know I looked royally fucked, courtesy of the man in front of me.

He appeared disheveled, too, his hair sticking out from all corners, his perfectly knotted tie pushed to the side and hung loosely around his neck. I found his coat on the floor and wondered when he had discarded it.

"Time is up," I heard him, and I felt my body stiffen from his words. "You should go now."

I really did not wish to, but I obeyed him anyway. I stood to wear my clothes but wobbled, almost falling.

"Are you okay?" he asked me, grabbing and holding me up.