by Wyatt, Dani
Trust.
If nothing else, this was what she must feel. Flynn knew he would get her there. It may take a shit ton of patience, a heavy hand and a red ass, but it was in her nature to submit, and with him, therein would lie her true freedom.
He could see the questions in her eyes as he held himself silent and stared into her face. When he saw that flicker of release, that look that told him, “I’m waiting,” that was when he spoke.
“Are you ready?”
“For what?”
“Your punishment.”
“What punishment?” A hint of indignation came through, and Flynn felt both his dick and his hackles rise.
“First, tell me you trust me. Look in my fucking eyes, and tell me I’m not the one damn person in the world you trust.”
He didn’t blink.
He didn’t move.
He held himself over her like a conqueror.
It took her three breaths; then it finally came in a nod.
“Right. So, from here on out, when I tell you to do something, do it. And that starts right now. Take me out.”
Her eyes led the way but in a few heartbeats, her hands followed.
Flynn could see them shaking, but as soon as he felt her fingertips brush his skin and she began to work the button on his jeans, his body shook from the inside out.
The week without her felt like more than eternity, and his boy was locked down and ready to serve. It was all he could think of; her body was a carnival, and his crazy ass cock wanted to ride every damn ride twice.
Her hands were more than amazing.
She was rushing just enough; he could feel the tension between their bodies humming and the first brush of her fingers against the head of his dripping monster sent a rush of heat over his skin, and he had to close his eyes and steady himself.
“Good girl. Give me your mouth.” Flynn took her offered lips and sucked her tongue while her hands worked the steel below, throwing gasoline on the fire that was quickly engulfing them.
He held her tongue while she began to lay some strokes on his steel, his balls already pulled up, and the tip began to drip. She didn’t hesitate, she rubbed the pre-cum with her hand and held steady, stroking and waiting for instructions.
“Yes, babe, that’s good.” He broke the kiss to stare into her eyes.
He needed her naked, but the thought moved and stopped with the way her hands were taking him straight to heaven, putting his dick in charge of the moment.
Lilly’s mouth opened just so her tongue could come out to lick her lips, and he could see the intensity growing in her face.
The sight of her half-shut eyes the magnificent tangle of her hair crazy from the storm ignited the sense of protectiveness he felt for her. For someone who never even thought of love, all the years of not having it were saved up for her.
Both her hands were on him now, stroking and working. Flynn lowered to take her mouth in a quick kiss then bask in the glory of her tits again. He practically broke his neck trying to reach them without disrupting the carnival down below, and Flynn began to eat the tightening pink circles, knowing he was already gone.
He couldn’t remember a time before her when a women made him want to growl and scratch and bite and mark. But, with her, he turned wolf and could have raised his head and howled at the moon.
With his mouth full of what had to be the most prime, Grade-A, top-shelf tit he had ever tasted, he took stock of the barrel race of lust trampling around inside him.
“Babe.” He couldn’t believe his own voice almost caught in his throat. “Hold on,”
“What?” That little speckle of doubt in her voice only made the rank of his lust go up another ten points.
“You need to lose every spec of your clothes. Right now.”
Flynn started to pull back, her hands still clinging to his dick and she practically pulled it off trying to keep him in place.
“Babe, now. Naked. I’m not playing. My face has a date with your pussy, and it’s fucking way overdue.”
He worked his way down, sitting back on his legs, waiting to see if she would comply.
She tried to hold back the little upturn on her lips, but Flynn caught it and his heart swelled about four sizes.
That’s all I fucking want. I want her to be happy. To know what it feels like for someone to want her beyond all measure. That her happiness is my happiness. Her pleasure, my pleasure. I need her to come to me, willingly, and with her entire self and with a damn smile. Beautiful.
She lifted her plush ass as her hands worked the waist of her khaki pants lower, taking those perfect, sweet white panties right along with them.
He let her wiggle her pants down and off by herself, watching the most stunning gift unwrapping he would ever see. He loved the way she turned from the simple, conservative to the fire-haired sex toy when her clothes came off.
“Good girl. You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, babe. Ever. Now, before I take a mouthful of you, come here.” Flynn shifted on the bed, sitting down with his legs over the edge, tipping his head to the side, calling her.
“Where?”
“Right fucking here. Belly down, ass up. And don’t even start with the eye roll, I’m telling you this is how it is, and you said you trusted me, so not a word. Right here.” He looked down at his lap, then back to her with a stern glare.
“Maybe we can just leave that for another time.” She reined in the eye roll, but pulled her lips from one side the other.
“Nope, babe. Not happening. I don’t retreat, and I don’t back down, so the sooner you get what I know you need, the show will start, and I promise, it will be so much sweeter this way. Now, right now.”
Without any more nonsense, Lilly came to him on hands and knees, and Flynn felt the way his head started to spin as he guided her down onto his lap, her ass turned up like a sacrificial lamb.
It just gets better and better. Every part of her is more beautiful than the last.
She let out a yelp with the first smack. He gave her fifty percent force, and he knew it stung like a handful of bees, but even through the whimper that followed, her body began to melt.
By the third, then the fourth, her ivory glowed crimson, she started kicking her feet in little protests, but she didn’t try to shift away. In fact, she buried her head into the bed and closed her eyes, mouth open.
The last two smacks he brought the fire and he watched a stream of tears come out of her eyes.
“Shhhh, shhh, I’ve got you, babe. You’re good.”
He traced a finger down her spine, watching the goosebumps rise, and she tightened her legs together. The little whimpers caught a hitch, and he knew she was with him.
“Okay. Good girl, come here.”
He gathered her up and into his lap, kissing her temple, her cheek and tears until he heard a long exhale, and she looked up with a little smile.
“See? You’re good. I’ll never hurt you, but when you need something, I’m going to give it to you.”
“I can’t believe that just happened.”
“Well, believe it, my little fire-doll, because knowing you, there is going to be more of that in your future. Now, we have other business to tend to.”
He threw her on her back in a huge fling, sending her hair flying and her laugh dancing in his ears.
Flynn was between her legs before she could blink, and her sweet giggle turned to a gasp as her fingers tore into the quilt under her.
Flynn’s mouth watered as he took a huge mouthful of her softness. There wasn’t going to be any slow and easy tonight. It was raw and necessary, and she was going to know who she belonged to.
His tongue found every part of her, every luscious fold, every texture and ridge. He could stay down there for hours like he’d been made just for this. She mewed and purred and he pushed down on her clit with this thumb, and her back turned into a bridge.
All the strength in him held back from biting down and taking a real mouthful. He was raven
ous and felt any sense of the civilized Flynn disappear completely when she raised into his face, and her cum flowed into his mouth with a rush.
The flavor of dreams and all the things he never thought would be his came from her, and all he wanted was to give her more and more.
She came hard, her thighs gripping around his head and she bucked and he held her steady, his face following her and not breaking the bond. Taking her farther and farther into her bliss even as she screamed and tried to push him away.
Not yet, my little Irish flower, trust me, there’s more where that came from.
The room filled with the wet, sweet sound of her juice as he worked and fucked her with his tongue, then moved up to suck on her clit and sink two fingers in and out until she really blew up and her entire body twisted and raised off the bed with a scream that would take the paint off the damn walls.
There we go. That’s the ticket, babe.
Her clit was a rock, and he knew it would be sensitive as hell, so he rode out the clamp of her thighs until her muscles turned from convulsion to shiver, and he helped her settle her hips back onto the softness of the bed.
He drew up from between her legs, the sight of her face a masterpiece.
“God,” she said as her eyes tried to focus.
Flynn felt his cock sending out smoke signals and doing its own convulsing dance down below. He managed to get to his feet, but he felt unsteady, her pussy doing a number on his equilibrium, but he kicked off his open jeans as she turned to look at him.
“Who do you belong to?” he asked as he flung the pants from his feet.
The sweetest little smile turned her lips before she answered.
“You.”
“Damn skippy. Good girl.”
Now, I’m ready to fuck. I know she’s got no idea how hard this can get, so still gotta keep the reins on the stallion. Don’t want her broken. Just enough so she learns, it’s not all rainbows and unicorns with me.
Admiring her was half the joy. She was fuck fine, and the fact that she had no idea amazed him. Society’s bullshit had done a number on her, but he intended to take the next seventy years and re-teach her, her true value.
Flynn’s hand gave his raging hard-on a few down strokes; he wanted to enjoy this shit, and his balls were already threatening to overthrow the moment.
It was a struggle; he wanted all of her, her mouth, her pussy and, yes, her ass.
But that last one would have to wait.
Never would he truly hurt her, and training her back end to take what he had in front would be a work in progress, but he was happy to wait. There was an entire playground to fuck and love without rushing her on that part.
He slid up between her thighs, staying close and watching her eyes. She sucked that bottom lip in again in anticipation as Flynn gave her dripping opening a slow stroke from clit to glory and back up covering himself with her juice.
“You ready for me, babe?” Flynn whispered in her ear.
She nodded as he bit down on her earlobe and guided himself just into her slit. Her breathing stopped as he held himself at the precipice, the anticipation making them both shake. She raised one leg, resting her calf with just a hint of pressure on the back of his thigh, urging him forward.
“I’m coming, babe; I want to feel every second of you. This part is the sweetest. Just before you take me. I want to see your eyes. Open your eyes, look at me.”
The dark lashes fluttered, and he felt her sweet, moist breath as she let it out, and he pressed inside, his eyes locked onto hers.
Her wet warmth was so tight on him; his heart skipped two beats as he pressed into her. Her pussy felt like a tight glove, sucking him and drawing him into its perfection.
Lilly hummed, and her hips lifted just slightly and Flynn knew he had to release the dogs, or he might just have an aneurysm from the stress.
“Hold on, babe, this isn’t going to be gentle.”
He slammed as much into her as he thought she could take. She screamed but pressed both her legs behind his ass, and he felt the bond seal between them.
“Fuck yes.” Flynn groaned.
She broke their gaze, her head falling to the side as he started to own her with each inch she took. She took him inside, and again Flynn was reminded of how precious this was. How sweet and vulnerable she looked as she gave herself to him and it only made him cherish her more.
His cock almost drew and fired right there, but he took a deep breath and held steady, giving her a moment to adjust, he was almost balls deep, but not quite, she wasn’t ready. It would take a fuck ton of discipline to hold back, but in time she would take all of him. It if wasn’t today, that was okay. He knew they were in this for the long game now.
“That feel good, babe?”
Flynn rocked and pressed into her, slowing but deepening his strokes, following the way her body raised and canted for him.
Her face was fever bright but her eyes told him what she needed, and he happily obliged. He whispered into her ear as he took to deepening and quickening, her breath coming out in little gasps with each thrust.
His cock turned eights ways of concrete when her fingers dug into his shoulders, and he felt the first rocket of her climax take off. Her muscles gripped around his base and threatened to leave a permanent dent, but it was everything he could have wanted.
“Come, babe, come on that cock,” Flynn rumbled into her neck before lowering his face, taking a bite out of her tit and grinding into her open slit, carrying her with his cock while she twitched and made the most magical sounds in the world..
Fucking music to my damn ears. Soak that fucking cock, babe. So beautiful, time stopping right there. Nothing better.
When she came, her pussy grabbed and fought and he felt like she was carving herself into him. She bucked so hard she almost threw his ass off, but he rode the bronco, marking her until her entire body went slack, and her eyes stared blind.
“You okay, babe?”
He loved the way he slipped so easily in and out in her slippery cum; he pressed deeper, holding there while she smacked his shoulder and made a little fuck-hurt protest.
“Ahhhh!”
My baby girl is in damn heat now. I knew it was in there; she’s going to be a damn handful when she lets herself go for real. Yee haw.
“I mean it. It hurts right now,” she whimpered and giggled.
She was sensitive as hell, he knew, but the way she meshed around him, there was no stopping, he had to keep moving.
“Take it, babe.”
Flynn arched back, hooking his arms behind her knees and bringing her legs to the forefront; he felt himself sink two inches deeper, and his eyes rolled to white.
“NO! Owwww — No.” She was half playing, wiggling under him but it set his teeth to grinding hearing her tell him no.
“Who the fuck do you think you're talking to? I know it's not me.”
Flynn could feel the hum of her pulse quicken under his fingers. He tightened a hand around her throat, not to hurt her, but to bring her back into the moment.
“Do you see anyone else here?” She snapped back with a crooked smile.
Lilly's fingers turned around the wrist that held her steady. She was pushing him, and he was ready for her little vixen game.
Holy shit, baby girl had no fucking idea what kind of bull she's about to unleash. I feel a little lesson in respect coming on for my little red-haired beauty.
“That mouth needs a big damn lesson in what it's for.” Flynn lowered his face right next to her ear. “You just earned yourself some time on your knees, lucky girl.”
The demon inside of him rose up and he tangled his hands in her hair, his dick slipping out as he stood and tugged at her to follow.
When he had his place standing, he gave her the instructions to follow with just a nod. She caught on damn fast, her fingers tangled with his on her head, settling on her knees in front of the beast that was dripping in front of her lips.
“Now listen, I know
you were playing — but I also know you were testing, so here’s the answer to your little test. Don’t fucking tell me ‘No.’ Got that? You trust me, and I’ll never do anything to hurt you. I’m not always going to give you what you want, which is what just happened there, but I will always give you what you need. You can always ask me a question, but you say ‘No’ and we’ve got a problem. Understood?”
The green of her eyes rimmed with black, and they flashed with the history of her fight. He let her have a moment, but he wasn’t going to back down. When he saw the slightest shift in her eyes and that was all he needed.
“Good. Now, open.”
He fed her his still slick cock, shining with the culmination of their bond and those sweet, cherry lips opened willingly, eyes up, hands falling in place around his base.
“Good girl.”
His words worked some kind of magic, because whenever he said those two magic words, she seemed to shoot fire from her eyes and her mouth began to lick and suck him like his cock was her air.
The way she took to cleaning her own juices from his shaft pushed him right to the edge. He wasn’t going to last. It wouldn’t be long, and he would be blowing like a steam engine in her throat.
“Fuck yes. That it, babe.”
Dominating her was in his blood, just as submitting was in hers.
It didn’t work unless it was in your DNA, and for them both, they became something better together because of it. Sometimes, you just need to find the one person who reaches you in the deepest part of your soul to bring it out and realize there is no shame in knowing who you are.
He watched the plump mounds of her sway and move as she worked, spit running down her chin. It was better than any porn ever; nothing came close to how he felt watching her aim to please, like winning the damn Powerball.
“That’s it, babe. Take it deeper, just a little deeper.”
He brought his hips forward, holding her by the hair until he heard the little gag noises, and he kept close watch, making sure she found enough breath.
It didn’t take long, and Flynn’s head fell back, his balls tingling and tightening. His little vixen must have been guided by some damn sixth sense because she brought one hand up to cup and massage his sac.
