On Her Daddy's Bed!

Chapter 7. Hazel stared at the message on her screen, her lips twitching into a smile as a wave of heat rushed through her body. A shiver of pleasure curled down her spine, anticipation already sparking beneath her skin. She slipped into a red lace lingerie set, the delicate fabric clinging to her curves. A sheer lace jacket draped over her shoulders, leaving her stomach exposed. As her fingers traced the smooth skin of her waist, her gaze locked onto her reflection in the mirror. She wanted to act like she was only going there to retrieve her pants. But deep down, she knew the truth-her body ached, her core pulsed with need. The fire between her legs couldn't be ignored. And only he had the antidote to the wetness that had gathered from a single text. All her worries from seconds ago were suddenly gone-replaced with nothing but the thoughts of getting her pants back. At least, so she said to herself. Tying her hair into a sleek ponytail, she turned slightly, admiring the curve of her hips. It was almost laughable how long she had spent picturing the way his tongue would feel against her skin. Exhaling sharply, she cast herself one final glance before stepping out of the room. At his door, she adjusted her breasts slightly, her fingers grazing the swell of soft flesh before knocking. She knew he loved red. This was just a taste of his favorite wine. And even though she had sworn to hate him for years, she still knew exactly what he liked-and what he didn't. "Come in, baby girl. The door is wide open for you... just like your pussy will be for my dick." Heat pooled low in her belly at the rasp of his voice, the filthiness of his words making her thighs clench. She swallowed hard before pushing the door open, stepping into the dimly lit room. Lust hung thick in the air. The moment Hazel entered, Axel inhaled sharply, her scent curling around him. The room was perfectly air-conditioned, yet the sight of her sent a burning need straight to his cock. His gaze dragged over her body, drinking her in-heavy tits barely contained in the skimpy lingerie, her tiny waist, and those long, toned legs encased in delicate lace. The sheer red jacket hugged her curves, outlining the swell of her ass. Even in the dim lighting, her skin glowed with health. His dick twitched at the sight of her. The need to bury himself inside her was almost unbearable. Meanwhile, Hazel felt her skin prickle under his intense stare, his grey eyes darkening with raw hunger. "Did you meet any guards on your way?" His voice was hoarse, but controlled. Hazel arched a brow. "Are you scared they might find out?" A smirk curled at his lips. "Scared? No, momma. They should be scared-because I wouldn't hesitate to take the head of any bastard who stares too long at what's mine." The possessiveness in his voice sent a shudder through her. Her cheeks burned. "You're too damn sexy not to get a second look, momma. And I don't like sharing my favorite things." His tongue darted out, running over his lower lip as he finally took in the color she was wearing. Red. His red. "Come here, momma." Hazel hesitated, her pulse hammering against her ribs. "You look so sexy, momma. So fucking sexy." His voice was thick, heavy with need. His eyes devoured her curves, his hands visibly itching to touch-grip-own. Hazel's breath hitched. Under his heated stare, she suddenly felt shy. "Come over here, come to Daddy." That name. Daddy. She had given it to him once, teasingly. But now, it dripped with unspoken dominance. As if under a spell, her legs moved on their own. With each step, her hips swayed, the soft giggle of her breasts making his cock strain against his pants. Before she could close the distance, Axel yanked her forward, slamming her back against the wall. He didn't have much patience. A gasp flew from her lips, but he was already there-his nose grazing the sensitive skin of her neck, his breath hot against her throat. A soft moan spilled from her lips. "You claim to hate me," he murmured, his lips ghosting over her pulse. "Yet here you are, wearing my favorite color, seducing me. Isn't that hilarious, momma?" His tongue flicked against her skin, and she whimpered, her back arching. A flood of pleasure washed over her, making her tremble. His teeth scraped over her collarbone, and she sucked in a sharp breath. Every touch sent shockwaves through her, overwhelming, intoxicating. His left hand slid down, cupping her ass possessively. His right hand curled around her throat-not squeezing, just resting there, a silent promise of control. Axel knew he should hold back. He was a dominant in every sense of the word. And with her, he wanted to be soft-needed to be soft. But when it came to the bedroom? He couldn't guarantee just how gentle his cock would be. His length throbbed painfully against his pants, straining for her heat. He was hard-just like he always was. Hazel moaned as he trailed kisses down her body, his fingers digging into her waist, his nose inhaling her scent like she was his favorite drug, while his other hand fondled her succulent ass. "Oh...Daddy...." she moaned out as his tongue reached her ear, licking softly and sending random whispers into her ear. "I am going to eat you, so damn raw baby girl!" "Hmmm." he moaned against her skin and her body vibrated in mare pleasures. Her hands found their way to his back and she slowly began to trail her fingers all over his body, while he groaned in pleasure. Deep down, Axel wanted something more than foreplay. He wanted to have her in his bed, not just once, but perhaps, forever. But he was scared, scared of how feeble she looked. His hands fell to her tiny waist and they squeezed her like she was nothing more than just a piece of paper. "You are my property, Hazel. Mine alone." his tongue graced the nape of her neck, his heart sinks as the thought of Armstrong holding her this way. The sounds that fell from her lips only turned him on more and he began sucking lightly on her fleshy neck, before pulling away and placing his mouth on her chest. He hovered inches away from her and stared lustfully at her, his face filled with lust and desire, alongside a seductive grin. "You are all mine, Hazel! And I do not want you near him." His voice was stern and it held a huge amount of confidence, if he didn't refer to her by her name, she wouldn't have tagged it seriously, even with the burning glare lingering in his eyes. However, Hazel only wanted to bask in this moment, to be fingered, sucked, and laid, whatever it is he was saying could be attended to later, It was nothing close to being her business for now. After one lustful stare, he jerked her up and wrapped her legs around his torso, his fuck tools threatening to rip off his boxer. His hands held onto her ass, and her legs wrapped around his neck while he lead them to his table, drooling over her. Finally, he positioned her on the table, his hands not letting go of her waist. Hazel stared down at his hard member and she felt her heart race, as the fear of being destroyed captivated her. "Do not stare too much baby girl, it might run out of temper!" he chuckled away the fear that her eyes concealed Hazel gulped down. And for the first time since she walked into this room the guilty thoughts of betraying her boyfriend with the man she claimed she hated so well nagged into her. However, her thoughts were soon interrupted by the feeling that followed suit as Axel tore away her lingerie bra, her heavy tits falling off, voluntarily. She moaned out softly at the gentle visit of his tongue against her erect nipples. "hmmm" she cried slowly in pleasure and Axel's shaft twisted in pure ecstasy. The thoughts of how well her pussy would taste invaded his mind. His right hand fondled her breast while the left held into the one he was sucking. Hazel held onto his hair, her back arching in pleasure while she moaned out at the pleasure that combusted into her. A slight whimper racked through her throat as his teeth bit slightly into her pink nipples, igniting the burning pleasure that cascaded down her body. "Oh fucking goodness, Daddy! I am fucking cumming." she cried out as pleasure hit hard at every vein in her body. "Don't you dare cum, momma!" if there is one thing Hazel had noticed was that he called her 'momma when he was serious. "Oh, my fucking goodness, Daddy! please help!" she cried out in pleasure and he chuckled as his hands fondled her boobs while his mouth did justice to the other. Hazel shook violently as she tried so hard to keep herself from cumming, but it was the last thing she knew how to do. In no time she felt her orgasm invading her walls, as they tightened really hard, her body crashed roughly against him, while she gave an animalistic cry. "Fucking goodness, Daddy..." she whimpered in pleasure and he grunted softly as he held into her ass to prevent her fall. As she panted heavily he whispered into her ear. "You have disobeyed me three fucking times momma, how well do you like your punishment, my finger, my tongue, or my junior Axel?"he whispered and Hazel whined as a response. "You know what else is going to hurt?" his breath against her cheek made shivers course down her spine. "What daddy?" she whimpered out and he placed a single kiss on her cheek before whispering seductively in her ear again. "I'll punish you with both." he purred. Before she knew it, he ripped her panties off of her and tossed them aside, leaving a trail of wetness in her panties. "Position that ass into a doggy, momma. Let me lick your plate clean!"