Make Me Moan, Daddy Chapter 71

REINA

"Fuck! You’re soaking, baby!" He growled, pushing his fingers against my opening, trying to force his way into my warm cunt without taking my panties off.

He let out rapid fire of Italian curses when he couldn’t get his fingers in. "Stupid fabric."

"Mmph! Shit, daddy!" I moaned, pressing my pussy against his hard chest. I wanted to feel him inside of as soon as possible.

And I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to wait until we get ho before jumping his bones because it’ll take like forever to get to the villa.

Outside, the music from the clubhouse faded into a dull heartbeat behind us. The cool air slled like Donico and my arousal.

Donico didn’t put down until we reached his car, a sleek black one that glead under the streetlights like a predator waiting for it’s owner.

He finally set down on my feet, and I turned to face him, my heart still racing. "You didn’t have to carry like a bag of potatoes, you know."

He brushed a strand of hair out of my face, his touch softening. "You weren’t coming willingly."

"Because you were being dramatic." I rolled my eyes, biting my lip as I stared down at his crotch and a soft gasp escaped my lips at the obvious bulge in his pants.

Good! He’s so horny for .

"I was being careful," he corrected, clearing his throat.

"Overly careful." I teased, rolling my tongue over my upper lip.

"I can live with that." he shrugged with a smirk.

I exhaled, shaking my head, but I couldn’t hide my smile. "You’re impossible."

"And you’re in trouble, baby."

We stared at each other again, that familiar, dangerous silence stretching between us. Then he reached for the door, not the passenger side, but the driver’s seat.

Before I could protest, he pulled closer by the waist and opened the door, sliding into the seat, and then, without warning, he tugged right onto his lap.

My wet pussy resting right over his erection and I could feel his cock poking at my entrance.

"Donico!" I gasped, hands bracing on his chest. Trying to put up a fight that I knew so well I didn’t want to. "What are you..."

"Stay," he murmured, his arms wrapping around , holding still. His breath brushed against my temple, warm and steady. "Just for a mont. Fucking feel how hard you made ."

I whimpered, absentmindedly rubbing my ass against his erection.

My resolve broke right then. A tremor ran through , every inch of my skin alive and aching. My body betrayed , leaning into him, breathing him in, surrendering to the pull that neither of us could seem to fight.

A helpless sound escaped , sowhere between a sigh and a plea. His hand slid down my back, steadying when my knees nearly gave out.

The world outside the windshield blurred, the club lights flickering in the distance. Inside the car, it was quiet—so quiet I could hear his heartbeat against my back.

And I could perceive my own arousal. Fuck, it was so strong you could mistake for a cat in heat.

His hand ca up, tracing slow, absent circles on my thigh, not possessive, not lustful, just... grounding. "You scared tonight," he said quietly. "I don’t do that emotion, baby. You’re breaking ."

I turned my head slightly, eting his eyes. "You?" I teased softly. "Scared?"

He gave a humorless chuckle. Squeezing my ass cheeks as he forced down to press a little harder on his erection. "Don’t sound so surprised, princess."

"I didn’t think you could be scared of anything." I smirked, throwing my head back as I started moving a little, feeling his cock grow a little harder and thicker each ti I move.

"I’m not," he said, voice low. "Except losing you. I can’t deal with it."

The words hit like a physical touch.

I didn’t know what to say. Didn’t know how to breathe.

He didn’t look away, his eyes dark and raw. "Don’t ever put yourself in danger like that again, do you understand?"

I nodded, unable to speak.

"Good," he whispered.

We stayed like that for a long ti, in his lap, his arms around , the world outside slowly falling away. And for once, the chaos, the fear, the noise... all of it went quiet. All I could feel was him. His warmth. His heartbeat. His arousal. The strange, forbidden safety I only ever felt in his arms.

I knew I should move. I knew I should get up, break the spell, remind myself who we were—but I didn’t.

Because right then, sitting on Donico’s lap in the front seat of his car, with his breath against my skin and the night closing in around us, I didn’t feel like soone who’d barely escaped danger.

I felt like soone who belonged to danger and right now, all I needed was to feel his thick, hard, long cock buried deep in my cunt, fucking the terror and the fear I had been feeling since earlier out of my system and before I would realise what I was doing, I reached my shaky hands for his belt and pulled it free.

"Reina..." The rest of his words died in his stomach as I unzipped his pants, yanking both his pants and briefs down, letting his erection sprang free from its confine.

"Daddy!" I moaned, eyes on his aching cock and even though I literally had his cock in just last night and this morning, I still couldn’t believe I was able to take him.

Donico was huge, rcilessly hard and impossibly thick, like he’d been crafted just to destroy from the inside out.

Every inch of him was sin, punishnt, pleasure, and I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. I didn’t just want him, I needed him like oxygen, like madness. I’d rather burn alive than ever let him go. And there was no one, not even my husband who could make stop fucking my father-in-law.