POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 14. Ignazio’s Pov. “Daddy…” Isa cried for help, holding onto my hand… “Daddy… please make me cum.. Please…” she cried frustratingly and that was it, I loved it so much. The helpless sight of her surged into me an indecent satisfaction and a knowledge that she wanted me more than anything. I stood on my feet and climbed onto the bed. “Give me, one reason. Just one reason why I shouldn't stop, why I should make you come.” Her heartbeat increased as she surfed for words, the ones I knew were so voidable in her mouth, yet she was holding herself back. She was holding herself back from saying all those nasty words to me. I felt like a predator right now, but it was fun, having her as my prey would be so fun, magnanimously fun. “No words from you no orgasms.” I grinned from ear to ear, frustrating her even more and finding more pleasure in frustrating her still.Her body stilled and her eyes helped an immeasurable amount of please but I wanted her to spe
POP MY CHERRY DADDY.Chapter 15.Ignazio’s Pov. I watched Isa as her breath heaved up and down. She looked fucking sexy, as she trembled in orgasm. One I had made her feel. An orgasm that none had ever given her before. A part of me rejoiced so well at the fact that I was the first person to have ever given her an orgasm, but another part of me reminded me that this wasn't supposed to be happening in the first place. In the history of all time, no lady tastes better than her. For a man who has spent literally all his life getting the entire pussy of all the women in Sicily, I should rather be contented with all the pussy I have had a taste of, but the case with Isa is so fucking different. Her scent is so captivating. And her taste, no one ever tasted so good. I want to hold back. I want to stop trying to have a taste of her. I want to stay away from her but I can't. Call me whatever names, but I would be a predator for her. “Daddy…” her sexy little voice pulled me out of my tra
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 16. Ignazio’s Pov. The room went silent for a while, as I realized that I had spilled too much yet again and was now losing control. My mood was off and my inner felt so fucking hot. This was pure torture. Having her under the same roof, yet unable to have her is pure torture. Many years ago, when I was in high school. Mirabell and I were close friends. I was into her as much as she was into me and I really wanted her to be my girlfriend. However, we didn't take it past that. We knew we loved each other and wanted each other, but I was waiting for the right time to make her mine, as well as sexualize it. All we ever did was kiss and nothing happened outside that. Everything was going fine and I was going to ask her to be my girlfriend when she turned 18. Unfortunately for me, my friend arrived from the United States and took the lead. I found out they were dating and Mira said she was waiting for me to ask her out, but it felt like I didn't really kno
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 17. ISABELLA. The ray from the sunlight penetrated the room and settled on my cheeks, jolting me out of my semi-deep slumber. My eyes fluttered open and I held onto the part of my head that was aching, squeezing, and grimacing as the pain poked at me. I sat on the bed swiftly and the first thing that strucked my mind was the thoughts of Ignazio. He had left last night and he had not returned. He had left me in the middle of my own desire, I had no choice but to rub myself into the thoughts of him, suppressing the burning desire once again. “Good morning Miss Bella.” the sound of a famine voice got my eye fluttering open, and my grip on my head ended as I cast her a glance. Once again, there is another nanny here to help me with God knows what. “Good morning.” I flashed her a gentle smile. “You do not seem too fine. Do you need my help with something?” “Not at all. I will be fine.” “Okay, ma'am. Your bath water has been arranged. I was told about
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 18. ISABELLA. It's been 10 hours since we left the lecture hall to Johnson’s house and I haven't gotten either a message from Ignazio or even a text to confirm my day and this act had just confirmed my fear. He was tired of me or had probably gotten enough of me. I shouldn't have expected much. He was a handsome 40 or above-year-old man, with all the riches in the world, and, I am just some helpless best friend's daughter which he needed to take care of, he couldn't possibly think of fucking me or making me his kitten, they are more than enough ladies out there for him to fuck with just a snap of this finger and I trust they would satisfy him. “Bella.” Danica shook my arms gently and I jolted, blinking my lashes softly and snapping back to reality. “You seem lost. We are here, already!”Johnson informed and I flashed them a smile, stepping out of the car first while they followed. We walked into the bar, it wasn't as crowded as every other club bar a
POP MY CHERRY DADDY! Chapter 19. Author’s Pov. I stood still staring angrily at the fear-filled Isa. Her body stilled at the sight of me and I watched as she tried to swallow the fear that was building up in her eyes. Whatever scared her, I know not of, but my expression was dangerous, and it was enough to have the entire bar in a grave mood. My hand had tightened into a fist and it was taking me all of my self-control not to throw a punch at Natio. I took a step forward. A very powerful one that got the entire bar freezing from the aura I exuded. My eyes were fixed on Isa and heck, all the anger from a while ago had reduced drastically. She looked so freaking beautiful in this black dress, all I freaking desire right now was to have her legs wide spread while I bury my face in between her fresh thighs and fist on her neat and delicious pussy. The girl is freqking beautiful. Endowed! She drives me crazy in a way no one ever has. I got in front of her, and her cologne almost sw
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 20. Isabella. My words trailed off and my heart raced as I felt his powerful hands smashing me against the wall and his lips covering mine roughly. I threw my hands over his shoulders immediately and he carried me up from the floor and got my legs wrapped around his torso like I weighed nothing. His nails dug into my ass and his lips swept over mine, his tongue exploring all of my mouth, kissing me hungrily and leaving me breathless and hungry for more. My pussy tingled as his palm caressed every part of my body, my heart yawning for more of him. Fuck! This feels so good! His touches against my skin, the way his tongue explored my mouth made my inner churn, the way he groped my ass into his hands and fondled it. His every actions were making my pussy tingle with the desire to have his face buried in between my pussy, like the way he did the last time. I can't belive this! I can't belive this was the same man I was yelling at a while ago
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 21. IGNAZIO.I watched Isa gently as she lay on the bed, ready to take my cock. I climbed into the bed, with my huge cock desperate to take her. She looked freaking beautiful waiting to have me this way. I spread her legs wide and settled in between her legs. I could see the look in her eyes and I feared that she might not want to have me again. “Are you okay?” I caressed her cheeks gently and she sucked in her breath, her hazy eyes gazing into mine shyly while she expressed herself in the most anxious voice ever. “I… I am afraid I might not be able to take you. Or.. Or meet your expectation.” “You do not have to worry about meeting my expectations, Princess. You have exceeded that already. And the fear of taking me, I guarantee you, it would fit.”She nodded her head gently and I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. “Are you ready to take Daddy?” “Yes…” the undertone of her voice held a tiny excitement that got my cock giggling. I reached out
Isabella’s hand sneaked to the back of Ignazio’s head, cupping his neck into her palm and pressing her heavy tits against his chest, her lips parting gently and yielding onto him. Ignazio’s cock kicked at the effect that her action caused. He motioned his head sideways and deepened the kiss, his bare palm, moving around her bare back slowly and steadily and she shuddered under his touch. Ignazio pulled away from the kiss, his breath ragged and uneven. “On your knees.” He commanded with a heavy breath and his eyes followed Isabella as she dropped down to her knees, like Daddy’s good girl—like the little slut that he desired her to be. He stared down at Isabella who knelt so obediently and stared up at him, ready to take his command. Ignazio moved a hand to her face and cupped her cheeks gently. “You are such a needy slut. My needy slut.” He mumbled and his cock made a forceful throb in acknowledgment of his words. Isabella stared down at his clothed cock and her walls tig
Chapter 74. Author’s Pov. Isabella's back arched as Ignazio licked against her neck“Oh my goodness.” she gasped breathlessly at the effect of his tongue against her neck but he didn't stop there instead, he licked down to her collarbone and then moved lower, leaving a trail of wet kisses along the way. She shivered under him when his hands cupped her ass, fondling it roughly while licking her neck like it was everything he owned.Isabella’s pussy clamped and her eyes shut close as the rippling effect of waves filled her body with ecstasy. Her eyes rolled backward as Ignazio trailed his tongue from her collarbone to her ear, licking her ear up and grazing it gently with his teeth. “You asked me to do to you whatever I want… and I am just starting…” he whispered hotly. “With making you mine.” He then completed, kissing her ear roughly and fondling her succulent ass in his hand.“Gosh!!! you smell sweet, Princess.” Ignazio inhaled a breath like it was the first time he was standing
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 73. Author’s Pov. A knot in Isabella’s stomach tightened and she felt the invasion of goosebumps across her skin. “I brought some clothes shoes and a bag for you and….” he continued to say but Isabella gripped his wrist, shutting him up. He stared back at her, passionately. His eyes never ever missed the sparks. “Are you okay?”“Yes. But…..” Ignazio pulse thundered against his ribcage, but he remain still and only looked closely, trying to observe what she was going to say. “But I don't want to step out. I want to be here, with you, in your arms.” Ignazio’s heart melted. His eyes brightened and he smiled, softly. Silence settled in for some minutes while Ignazio just held onto her palm, caressing it softly while staring into her eyes. “You know I had prayed for today. The is a day where I get to tell you about my feelings. How much I love you and how much you mean the world to me. A nerve in me kept urging me to take things drastically so somethi
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 72. Author’s Pov. Isabella stared at Ignazio, her pulse thundering out against her ear. Those were the sweetest literary words anyone ever said to her and they had her heart thumping against her ribcage. A desire to throw her arms around him and scream her response out to the world nuzzled at her but she heard still, desiring more answers. “Why did you divorce her?” The question caught Ignazio surprisingly. He suppressed his merriment and then replied. “It's a long story.” “I want to know.” She imposed, and her eyes boldly transmitted to him the anticipation she felt. Ignazio exhaled softly then took a seat beside her, on the bed. “When I got to The Republic of Venice, I was not as influential as anyone had thought of me here. I was just a man with money, lots of money, but not enough power and influence.” Isabella had the nagging quest to question that statement, but she held on, paying attention to him. “….. No one saw me
POP MY CHEERY DADDY. Chapter 71. Author’s Pov. Isabella’s eyes sprinkled with tears as the words melted into her, almost washing off the hours of pain from her head, but she could not allow herself to belive him. All of this? They were mere lies. The way he had swung her into his arms trying to hug her? They felt comforting but her aching heart could not help but see it was a means to wash all of this moment off her head. Before she could say another word, Ignazio came in again, with a soft tender voice. “I love you so much, Bella. I have loved you desperately from the moment I saw you, I was just unsure of your feelings towards me.”Isabella shut her eyes tight, staring up at the ceiling and blacking back the layers of multiple tears. Damn it! These were the words that she had yearned to hear from him, these were the words that she had desperately wanted to hear him say but…. But they came at the wrong time and even though he sounded extremely truthful, her heart was torn between
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 70.Author's Pov.When Ignazio walked into the living room. He had a bundle of flowers in his hand and a branded bag that concealed an outfit he got for Isabella. He had pictured her in this outfit. Her long sexy legs will look so good beneath the flare of this red dress. He knew just how much she loved red, and they had suddenly become the colors he had grown to love.Her burgundy hair would be in a bouncy coil. A black stiletto heals. The cleavage of her perfect boobs. Everything had already been imprinted in his head. She had not worn the clothes yet he knew how she would look in them. She would look like the goodness he had pictured in his imagination. The door opened and Ignazio walked into his room to meet Isabella on the bed, hugging tightly to her kneels.The happiness in his eyes wore off as he took the sight of her. The looks in her eyes were not as bright as the look Isabella always had on. Her cheeks were not all red, like the color he had
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 69. Author's Pov. When Isabella woke up the next day, she had expected to see Ignazio lying next to her, or probably snooping her into his arms, holding her tightly to his arms and inhaling her scent at intervals. Isabella pouted her mouth for some seconds, attempting to get off the bed, but the pain that stretched from her vaginal held her still, as she recalled everything that happened last night. Her cheeks reddened and a blush spread across her cheeks as the image of the previous day came pouring into her head. Isabella clamped her thighs together, trying to suppress the pleasure and burning sensation that was happening between her thighs, leaving her pussy wet and moistened. Ohhh... A feeling of warmth gathered around her stomach, leaving her system with thousands of pleasure sparks.The movement of his hands against her body, the way he has arched her back spanked her ass, teased her entrance with the cap of his dick…… Her nipples hardened as s
POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 68. Author’s Pov. Isabella watched his eyes as they darkened with desire, his words invading her spine with series of sensational sparks. Ignazio dropped his head on her boobs, pressing her boobs together and licking on his lower lips.“Go away.” Isabella chuckled helplessly, loving the feel. Ignazio raised his gaze to hers. “You smell….” he returned his head to her cleavage, buried his face against her boobs, and sniffed in, slow and sensually.“You smell like mine. Like my possession.”Isabella giggled. Her cheeks flushed at the realization of his words.“I am your possession.” She replied wholeheartedly.The soft-spoken whisper from Isabella left Ignazio beaming from inside. That was it! That was what he needed to hear. Her words were the validation he needed to hear. Accepting that she was his possession is just a way to say she loved him and would be willing to be his. This was the hardest moment for him. Trying to keep this feeling so she doesn
Chapter 67.“Do everything in your power to make this presentable. Stay there at the resort and supervise everything. Ready a bundle of flowers and send it to me tomorrow morning. The entrance must be grand and do not forget, it is going to be just me and her. I want everything in red.”The dominance in Ignazio’s voice could be spotted in each word, as he gave out his command. God. He was badly waiting for the next day. The day he would prove his love to Isabelle. The day he would ask her to officially be his woman and make her understand how much he loved her. “I will make everything as you have requested my lord.” The caller from the other end responded, bowing his head as though Ignazio could see him. Silence took over the air. A silence that held some kind of suspense. Ignazio knew that there was more to be said by the man. “Do you have something to say to me?” Like the guard had been waiting for Ignazio to question, he replied immediately, but with a shaky voice.“Yes, my lo