Midnight Cravings

**Chapter 1: The Dream That Dripped Desire**

Hey, Daddy, I had the filthiest dream about you last night, and I just had to wake up and write it down before the heat faded from my skin. My body’s still trembling as I type this, and I know it’s gonna get you rock hard just picturing it. So, settle in, because I’m about to paint you a picture that’ll have you aching for me.

I woke up in the dream, not to an alarm or the sun, but to the delicious weight of your face buried between my thighs. Your hot breath was teasing my pussy, already wet and dripping before I even opened my eyes. I gasped, my hands instinctively grabbing your hair, pulling you closer as I arched my hips up to meet that wicked tongue of yours. 'Fuck, Daddy,' I moaned, my voice thick with sleep and lust, 'you couldn’t even wait for me to wake up, huh? You’re that hungry for me?'

You looked up at me with that devilish grin, your lips glistening with my juices, and growled, 'Baby girl, I’ve been starving for this sweet pussy all night. Thought I’d feast while you were still dreaming of me.' Oh, the way you said it, all cocky and commanding, had me squirming under you, my body begging for more before my mind even caught up.

I smirked right back, pushing your head down again. 'Then don’t stop now, big man. Make me scream before breakfast.' And damn, did you deliver. Your tongue flicked over me, relentless, while your hands gripped my ass, pulling me tighter against your face like you couldn’t get enough. I was panting, sweating already, my thighs trembling as I felt that heat building, ready to explode. 'Shit, you’re too good at this,' I teased, breathless, 'gonna make me cum before I even get a taste of that hard cock of yours.'

You chuckled against me, the vibration sending a jolt straight through my core. 'Patience, princess. I’m just getting started. By the time I’m done, you’ll be begging to ride me.' That promise alone had me horny as hell, my mind racing with images of you flipping me over, pounding into me until we’re both a mess of sweat and need.

I was so close, Daddy, right on the edge, my fingers digging into the sheets as I imagined your cock, hard and ready, just waiting to fill me up. I could almost feel it, the way you’d stretch me, the way I’d grind down on you, taking every inch while I’m still dripping from your tongue. I’m getting wet all over again just typing this, picturing us tangled up, fucking like we’ve got no tomorrow.

So, what do you say, Daddy? Wanna make this dream a reality tonight? I’m already aching for you, and I know you’re sitting there, hard as hell, thinking about this. Tell me how bad you want it, because I’m ready to give you everything and more.