Arranged

Distraction

*SMUT WARNING!*
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Kyla's POV:
He knows what he's doing to me. Ask me what's wrong with that grin thingy that he does, knowing I'm half naked and easily turned on. But I can't complain now. I'm already horny.

I try my best to distract myself from the feeling, but when I'm done wrapping his shoulder, he grabs my waists with a firm grip and starts to kiss and lick my neck, giving me a hickey there. I bite my lip and I pant out little moans, my knees going weak as I get lightheaded and dizzy, holding on to his neck to try and maintain my balance. "Vixen..." I moan, winded and breathless.

"What's the matter?" he asks, smiling against my skin, biting at it.

He grabs my thigh and pulls it up to his hip, making me sit down on his lap as he kisses the breath out of me. The top of his shirt is unbuttoned, so as I grind on him, I slide my hands in his shirt, rubbing his chest as his strong hands rub my ass, his fingers brushing against my lips as they reach for an opening. He slides his fingers inside me, making me moan and suck in a sharp breath, freezing and tightening my grip on his shoulders.

"Mm-mm." he hums, shaking his head. "Keep moving." he demands. I whine, putting my head on his shoulder as I slowly start to move up and down on his fingers, moaning in his ear. "Sit up. Do it right." he orders, looking into my eyes as I slowly rock on his hand on the verge of pleasure filled tears.

I sit up and I start to ride his hand, bouncing and rocking on it as he curves his fingers right when I go down, making me shake and curse his name.

My thighs tremble as I close my eyes tightly, shaking and crying out to him, not riding anymore. "Up." he says, looking down at the juices running down his hand. When I don't move, still shaking and trembling with his fingers deep inside me, my pussy pulsating, my orgasm close, he pushes until his knuckles slide past my lips, making me moan and run from him. His other hand keeps me planted where I am as he looks me deep in my eyes, biting his lip and pecking my bottom lip as I moan, damn near crying, not being able to run from this satisfyingly painful sensation.

"Can you take it, baby? Hm?" he says, pecking my lips as they quiver, wanting to scream out his name.

"I can take it." I whimper.

"You a good girl? Yeah?"

"Yes!" I moan as his hand starts to move.

"Say it. You're a good girl aren't you? You can take daddy's dick real easy, can't you?"

"I'm gonna cum, Vixen, please!"

"Answer me." he says, taunting me. "You're a good girl?"

"Yes! Right there! I'm gonna... fuck!" I moan, trying to run from his fingers, lifting off his lap and squeezing his shoulders as sobs of pleasure come out of me.

"I thought you said you could take it, baby?"

"I can..."

"Why're you crying then?" he asks. I sob, panting as tears fall down my face.

"Hm?" he asks, kissing my tears softly as his fingers work slowly inside me. "It feels... good." I say as I sit in place, letting him finger me as I shake and cum on his hand, making him hum and moan to himself as it drips onto his wrist, his black pants soaked in warm, white cream as I ride out my orgasm slowly. He slips his fingers out and his hand is covered with thick, white cum as his tongue darts out to lick it clean.

"Now let me fuck it. Then after my dick's been inside it, I'll eat it until you cum so hard you forget your own name." he says, sitting back so I can unbuckle his pants. I quickly slide his belt off and I work his pants off.

I lick my lips as I stare at it, wanting him to shove it down my throat. I brush my fingers across my throat, and he reads my body language and tells me to get to my knees and grabs the back of my head and pushes it down to where my lips are against the head of his dick. He grabs his dick and smacks it against my lips, teasing it between them, his precum on my parted lips.

"Get to work." he says, sitting back. I take his dick in my hand and I suck on his tip making him grunt and lick his lips. I start to bob my head up and down as I suck his dick, stroking the length I can't take with my hands. My tongue touches his balls and he sucks in a sharp breath. An idea hits me as I release his dick with a pop, making his hips buck forward. I lick a trail from his balls to the head of his dick and I go back down to suck on them as I stroke his dick with my hand.

He starts to moan and throw his head back, bucking his hips up, fucking my hand. I release his balls with a soft pop and I play with them as I suck on his dick, making him lose control. He cums and it hits the back of my throat, making me swallow it. As soon as it goes down my throat, he grabs it and pulls me to his lips, kissing me hard and breathlessly.

He roughly pulls away and arches my back, sliding my shirt up my back to smooth his hand over my ass, smacking it and kissing it, biting it and licking over it. He runs his dick past my lips and I can hear how wet I've gotten. He opens up my lips, rubbing his finger over them to collect my arousal and lick it off before sticking all ten inches inside me, making me cry out in pain. The pain soon turns to pleasure as he starts up a fast and rough pace, forcing me to take every inch he has, gripping my shirt in his hand, balling it up in his fists to pull me back hard on his dick.

He goes balls deep inside me, making my eyes roll back as I moan, feeling his dick in my stomach. "Just like that! Don't stop!" I cry out, burying my moans into the pillow below me.

"God, I don't want to, baby.." he moans back, almost as if he's begging me. I get on all fours and I push myself all the way back on him, moaning curses.

I pull up and slam myself back on him and he groans and stops moving as I rock back and forth at a rapid pace on his dick. He rewards me with moans and slaps on my ass as he crosses his right hand over his body to feel as my ass bounces from the impact of my ass against his hips. As I slam my hips back on his cock, he pushes forward, making me take every inch with every stroke. With my body hot and flushed red, I feel my stomach turn as my orgasm chases me, so I lie down and rock slower against him.

He slaps my ass as punishment and hums. "Mm-mm. Keep it up. You know better." he commands. I tiredly get up, panting, and I start my pace back up, moaning and whining. "Stop whining and take it like you said you could." he says. "You're gonna learn to live up to your promises." he adds, slapping my ass, hard. I cum all over him, moaning and rocking back against him, and I push all the way back on him so that he cums deep inside me.

He keeps my back arched and he eats me out, making me cum twice, and then he makes me play with myself to get off again, making me and him cum once more. As soon as I finish, Aleah starts to get fussy, so Vixen quickly washes his hands and face, and brushes his teeth before coming into the nursery as I rock her rocker that she's in, kissing my head after he picks her up, walking into the room to sit on the bed and stay up with her. I plop onto the bed and I lie there, fanning my naked body, and running my hands through my frizzy and wild hair, panting.

"Get some rest." he says, feeding the baby and looking down at her, kissing her.

"Shouldn't you be resting too?" I ask, half awake and wiggling under the sheets.

"God knows I want to. I can barely keep my eyes open, but you need it more than I do." he says, yawing. He leans over and places a kiss on my lips as I doze off, tired and worn out.