Sparks fly when up-and-coming artist Carmen Harris meets football star Natron Dakers at her first gallery opening. Carmen soon discovers that Natron is the type of man who sees what he wants and goes after it… and apparently what he wants is her. Almost before she knows it Carmen finds herself taking everything Natron gives her and begging for more, and when he reveals that he wants to be her dominant daddy and her to be his submissive little girl, she doesn’t hesitate to agree.
At the top of his profession, Natron has money, fame, and all the perks that go with them, and now at last in Carmen he has found a woman he wants to share it with. His life feels complete… until in a split second everything comes crashing down when a devastating injury threatens to end his season—and maybe his career. Natron fears he will lose it all, but will he self-destruct or can he dig deep and fight hard for himself, his teammates, and his little girl?
Author: Normandie Alleman
eBook Price: $4.95
Length: 62,700 words
It wasn’t much of a battle. Her brain told her to hold off, enjoy the foreplay… but her pussy had other ideas. Pulsing with a heartbeat all its own, her nether regions took charge, and her intrepid lust won the day. In a defiant move, she uncharacteristically challenged him. Though he held her arms, she shifted her crotch and impaled herself onto him.
Relief washed over her as she took him inside her. Slowly she rocked back, letting him fill her completely. The sensation was so welcome, tears began to form in her eyes.
He freed her wrists and she swiped at her eyes before laying her hands on either side of his chest to balance herself. Dropping her pelvis up and down, she fucked him at a languid pace, relishing every nuance of the movement. Her eyelids slowly fluttered shut as she embraced the delicious sensations that gripped her body. So it shocked her when she felt a sharp slap to her ass.
Her eyes flew open and she cried out.
“That’s a naughty little girl, fucking Daddy when she was supposed to do everything but that.”
His words stopped her cold. She wasn’t sure if he was kidding or not.
He smacked her again on the other cheek. “Don’t stop now. The only thing worse than a naughty girl who can’t follow directions is a cock-tease.”
She began gyrating her hips again hesitantly. The dirty way he talked to her made what she was doing seem all the more forbidden. The idea of being a ‘naughty girl’ had always turned her on. How had he known that?
Perhaps he’d sensed it, her longing to commit illicit acts, then be punished for them. In any case, she was in heaven here with him. He was fulfilling her in ways she hadn’t known were possible outside her fantasies.
He swatted her again on the backside, his hand transmitting heat to her smarting buttocks, and with each smack she squealed. This seemed to egg him on, and he continued spanking her until she grew wobbly atop him.
At that point he scooped her up with one arm and flipped her over on her back, all the while remaining buried deep in her cunt. Flat on her back, Carmen sank down into the mattress and welcomed the hard fucking he gave her. When she no longer had the energy to hold onto his neck, her arms flopped over her head. Natron promptly took both wrists in one of his huge hands and held them above her head, restraining her movement.
She hooked one ankle over the other across his backside and held on for dear life. He pounded into her with the rapid power and speed that reminded her of a freight train. She’d never been with a man this athletic before; just experiencing the fervor with which he fucked her was a workout.