ANGEL
Daniel pulled out of me. The sudden emptiness made me gasp—a sharp intake of breath that turned into a moan when he slammed into my pùssy without warning.
The difference was immediate and overwhelming. After being stretched so impossibly in one place, the familiar feeling of him filling my pùssy felt almost easy. But “easy” was relative when his còck was this thick, this hard, this demanding.
He was already swelling inside me, growing harder with each thrust. I could feel every ridge, every vein, the heat of him radiating into my core.
“You like that, don’t you?” His voice was dark gravel, possessive and cruel. “Going from your tight little ass to this wet cùnt. You’re dripping for me even after everything I just did to you.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I moaned, the words coming out broken a
