All Chapters of Daddy's Little Girl: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Keira’s POV“Say it again,” he commanded. My pussy moistened all over again at the sound and command of his voice. He stood still at the door, eyes taking me in a determined look. He knew what to do next, what I wanted him to do, but he was making me wait. My hands had relaxed a bit around my breasts and I could feel the obvious change he had in his stance to seeing my full and firm boobs without anything in between.“Say my name, Kiera. The way you said it a few moments ago,” Clint repeated himself. His palms had tightened to a fist, like he was restraining himself. I did not want him to. I wanted him all over me, kissing me, nibbling on my skin, touching me and then fucking me senseless. I needed all of him. And if saying his name was all he required to lose that control, then fuck me i was going to moan it out aloud. Looking him dead in the eyes, I bit my lips sensually and called out his name. “Clint.”He swallowed and I noticed the bulge in his shorts. I swallowed too, wonder

Keira’s POVI groaned at the annoying ringing of my cell phone. Blindly reaching for it on my bedside table, I peered through one eye to see it was my best friend calling me up at 7:45 am on a Monday. Usually when it is a school day and my classes are in the afternoon, I always sleep in. Natasha knew this so I wondered why she was calling me this early. Begrudgingly, I slid my thumb across the green icon. “What?” My groggy voice questioned. “Do not tell me you are still in bed, Kiera,” Natasha’s calm voice sounded over the phone. “Okay, I will not,” I responded sleepily. Natasha heaved a frustrated sigh before reminding me. “Kiera, your appointment with the therapist is today by eight thirty.”Sleep instantly vanished from my eyes. Those words woke me up. “Oh shit.” I shot up from my bed, putting my friend on speaker phone as I scrambled to the bathroom, grabbed my toothbrush and brushed my teeth. “Did you really forget? I thought this was supposed to be a big day for us. The

Keira’s POVMy foot pressed down on the accelerator as I zoomed past cars on the way to school. My knuckles had turned white from holding the steering wheel too hard as I remembered how he had dismissed me. “Our session has come to an end. You can meet the receptionist for a new appointment.” Then again, like a promise, he said. “See you around, Kiera.”I had never been so sexually frustrated in my life. How dare he tease me like that? I began to regret not leaving his office the instant I knew he was Clint Homer. There was no way that man would help me. Seeing him alone made me want to strip naked and fuck the hell out of him. And with the stunt he pulled today, it was only a matter of time before I actually slipped into insanity. I needed a release. I would not function well today if I did not liberate myself from this pent-up frustration. As soon as I parked my car in a spot, I stormed to my department and barged into the office of my course advisor, the youngest professor in th

Keira’s POVPlease, Clint. Please fuck me today. My brain seemed to chant. It was my second appointment, and I still could not help but gape at the sexy Greek god, who regarded me silently. He sat behind his work desk donning a pair of glasses and a white coat. The silence in the room stretched and I was beginning to feel embarrassed under his gaze. I shifted uncomfortably, lowering my gaze. I wondered what was going through his mind. If he could see through me and think I was cheap and desperate. When I thought he would not still speak, he said. "Sit, Keira. Let us talk." He said. I obeyed, crossing my feet at the ankles. He looked at me with amusement swirling in his blue eyes. I reciprocated with a straight face, trying so hard to hide the embarrassment I felt. After the pleasantries, he probed. "Do you usually feel jealousy or attachment to all your sex partners?" I shifted in my seat. "Not at all," I replied. His smile softly. "You remember we agreed you would tell me no

Keira’s POVWe had thirty minutes before our session ended, which meant more intense fucking. I was slightly sore, but I could take more of his cock if he were still willing to give it. And from the look on his face, I had a feeling he was not entirely done with me yet, and he had better not be."Come here, beautiful. Let us see what else that mouth can do besides moaning for me."My eyes went to his cock, and I licked my lips at how big, stiff and veiny it was. I felt satisfied knowing I made him hard just sitting pretty opposite him. I began by holding his cock in one hand and licked the head. A loud mewl escaped my lips. He felt painfully good. I smiled at him before leaning forward to envelop the entire shaft in my mouth. I rocked back and forth on my knees, sucking on the big, hard cock in and out between my lips.Although his cock was huge, I could take his entire shaft inside my mouth. His hard cock throbbed and jerked, and the first big vicious gob landed on my tongue, and I