Bunny’s Surrender (Billionaire Daddy Doms -- Bunny 2)

Bunny's Surrender (Billionaire Daddy Doms -- Bunny 2)
Wanda Violet O.
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Copyright ©2025 Wanda Violet O.

I woke coming in a wet rush, with Max’s head buried between my thighs. A scream ripped from my throat, echoing through the room. I fisted my hand in Max’s dark, shaggy hair, not wanting the pleasure to end. When he hummed against my wet pussy, another orgasm crashed around me, and my vision blurred. His fingers stroked in and out of me, brushing my sweet spot, sending me flying. Was it possible to literally come your brains out?

I’d been given to Max as a Christmas Bunny, complete with long ears and a fuzzy tail. Of course, the latter was attached to a butt plug. The rabbit ears were in the form of a headband. I’d been here two nights, and Max had worshiped my body every waking moment since. I couldn’t have been asleep long when he started this last round.

“That’s it, sweet Bunny. But I want to hear you scream my name. Say it!”

“Max!” Disobeying him wasn’t even a thought. I screamed again as he slipped a third finger into my pussy and licked my clit with tantalizing flutters of his tongue. “Oh, God, Max!”

“You like me eatin’ this sweet pussy?”

“Yes!” I ground myself against his face, enjoying the feel of the stubble on his chin and upper lip. And, oh, my God, how he set my clit on fire! “Maaaaax!” I screamed until my throat was raw and my ears rang. All the while my cunt spasmed over and over.

I’m not sure exactly what happened next, but somehow Max ended up on top of me, thrusting his cock deep inside my pussy with a feral growl. He fucked me hard, giving me a tooth-clattering ride, the heavy weight of his body pressing me into the bed its own aphrodisiac. I clawed and scratched at Max’s shoulders, urging him to go harder. Faster. I was tender from everything we’d done the night before but this was so fucking good!

“Fuck, you’re tight! Take it all, Bunny,” he gritted out. “Love fucking your tight little cunt. I’ll never get enough!”

I screamed again, my pussy milking his cock, wanting him to come inside me. I could feel the condom separating us and hated the barrier. I’d never had unprotected sex, but I wanted Max’s cum as deep inside me as the milky fluid would go. I pushed back against him, wanting more of him. Max wrapped his arms around me tightly and fucked me with a brutal roar. He pulled me down on his cock at the same time he thrust.

This encounter had started out gentle… sort of… but had rapidly gotten out of control. And I loved every blistering second of it. With a final thrust and a growl, Max released himself inside me. I could feel his hot cum filling the condom inside me. The heat of it. Fuck! I wanted him to come inside me. His weight kept me pinned down, his breath hot where he panted against my neck. He kissed my shoulder and then started to move softly away from me.

I had to bite back the plea for him not to leave me yet. I wasn’t supposed to make demands. My instinct was to cling to him as tightly as I could. Before I could stop myself, I dug my fingers into the muscles of his back, holding him to me.

Max chuckled into my hair and pressed a kiss to my temple. He pulled out of me and lay next to me on the bed. “You’re fucking addictive.” There was humor in his voice, but also something I thought sounded like awe.

I turned to look at him. The room was drenched in the post-coital silence as Max breathed heavily next to me, his chest rising and falling in a slow, deep rhythm. His scent, a mix of sweat and sex and the faint musk of arousal, surrounded me like the most comforting aromatherapy in the world.

“You are a rare treasure, little Bunny.”

I wanted to snuggle into his side, to have him hold me tight, but I wasn’t sure if I should be the one to initiate something so intimate. Most of the clients I’d had before didn’t want their women getting too possessive. Judging by what had happened yesterday, and the fact I was still in Max’s bed this morning, Max didn’t mind if I touched him. But I didn’t want this job to be cut short, especially if I kept having so much fun.