“Watch us, mi corazón,” he demanded.
When she nodded, Pedro lowered his mouth to her pussy. His groan of delight at her flavor made her lower her eyelids to savor the thrill of his enjoyment.
“Eyes on me!”
Batting her eyes open immediately, Belinda watched him lower his mouth to her once again. She struggled to keep her eyes focused on him as he cupped her hips and raised them to provide her with an angled view of her body and his play between her thighs. She could see him scoop up her slick juices on his tongue and nibble on her pink folds. Belinda didn’t know why watching him made his touch incredibly arousing.
She could see the slick juices shining on her inner thighs as her body responded eagerly to his touch. His beard added a pinch of pain along with the thrilling sensations building within her. When he lowered her bottom to the bed, Belinda wrapped her fingers around the hard muscles of his shoulders and held on as he slid two fingers inside her. His fingers stroked the walls before scissoring open and closed to stretch her.
Struggling to keep watching, Belinda felt herself shaking as she watched him lavish pleasure on her. He divided his attention between looking at her and devouring her intimately with his gaze, as well as his mouth and fingers. When his lips sealed around her clit to suck it into his mouth, she bucked her hips upward as a cry burst from her lips.
Pedro didn’t abandon his caresses. He simply gentled his touch to extend her pleasure as long as possible. When she had recovered, Belinda tugged at his shoulders. “Please. Please, Daddy. I need you inside me.”
Pedro didn’t make her ask twice. On all fours, he took a position over her. When Belinda stroked down his chiseled chest, he trapped her hands against his hard abdomen. “Do you wish to touch me?”
“Please,” she asked before biting her bottom lip to keep herself from begging.
“All you need to do is ask for permission,” he urged, frozen in place above her.
“Can I…” she started, but he interrupted.
“Daddy, may I…”
Belinda repeated his words and finished the request. “Daddy, may I touch your cock?”
“I would like that very much, Little girl,” he said, and rewarded Belinda with a searing kiss that urged her to be brave. Lessening the pressure that held her hands against his stomach, Pedro guided them down his washboard abs to the tip of his shaft. He showed her how to wrap her hands around him and taught her the way he enjoyed being touched.
Under his tutelage, she raised her grip from the base to the top, drawing a heated groan from him in response. Feeling powerful, she repeated the process until he lunged forward to yank the nightstand drawer open.
“Temptress,” he growled next to her ear after grabbing a condom from the drawer.
Pedro paused next to her, adding, “I can’t wait any longer to be inside you, mi corazón. Are you ready to be one with Daddy?”
“Yes, Pedro. Please.” She openly revealed her need for him.
“Can you call me Daddy, Little girl?”
She nodded with conviction. “Daddy, please,” she repeated.
Pushing himself up to stand on his knees before her, Pedro quickly rolled the condom over his thick shaft. He pressed the broad head of his cock against her. “Take a deep breath, Belinda. Good. Now let it out and try to relax.”
She followed his instructions and felt him glide forward into her. Air flooded back into her lungs when he stopped to allow her body to adjust to him. The slight sting of pain raised her arousal level. He fit inside her like a glove. Pedro wrapped his hands around her waist, holding her steady when she tried to lunge forward. Finally, dropping to one elbow next to her, Pedro slid fully inside her.
Belinda panted in reaction to his possession. He absolutely filled every millimeter of space inside her. She could feel his hot shaft inside her, pulsing with need. He wanted her as much as she did him. Belinda stroked his skin, feeling like the world around them had disappeared, leaving only them wrapped in each other’s arms.
“Are you okay, mi corazón?” he whispered as he brushed her hair from her face.
“Move. I need you to move!”
With a chuckle, Pedro slid out of her and glided back inside. Her eyes almost rolled back in her head at the feeling. Pedro did not make her wait. He repeated the process until Belinda wrapped her arms and legs around him to hold him close.
“More!” she whispered.
That was the magic word. Pedro quickened his pace, driving into her. Their bodies became covered by a thin film of sweat as they strained together. Belinda could feel an orgasm growing inside her. She rubbed her pelvis against him and he shifted slightly.
“There,” she whispered. Her fingernails bit into the muscles of his back. To her delight, his strokes focused on the tingling sensation as his hands explored every inch of her flesh. Belinda inhaled the heady scent of their desire.
She protested wordlessly when his hand slid between their gyrating bodies. His lips captured hers to distract her as his fingers stroked across her stomach and to her pussy. Pedro tapped on her clit. With a cry, the orgasm lurking over her burst.
Pounding into her, Pedro pushed himself to orgasm with her. He closed his teeth over her shoulder and bit into the tender skin. That pain fueled a new wave of pleasure inside her. “Daddy!”
In response, Pedro gathered her tenderly in his arms and rolled their bodies so she rested partially on top of him. Quickly, he dealt with the condom and held her close. His lips pressed against her temple. “So good, Little girl.”
Belinda felt her lips curve as she closed her eyes, savoring his strength below her and the heat between her thighs as he stroked her back tenderly. His simple assessment summed everything up. Her life had flip-flopped upside down and back since he’d come to work at Edgewater Industries.
“Thank you for finding me,” she whispered.
“I never would have stopped searching for you,” he assured her, hugging her close.
Belinda could hear the truth ringing in his words. Once Pedro initiated a search, he would solve his quest.