by Dani Wyatt
“Like this?” Her thumb and forefingers come to the top and bottom of her pink peaks, and her eyes twinkle as she teases me.
“No,” I growl. “Harder. Do it harder.”
She makes a little gasp as she follows instructions and pinches the delicate flesh, using her nails to add to the sensation.
I reach over to tug a couple pillows from the head of the bed and stuff them behind her back. I need her in position for what’s next, and I’ve played this out so many times in my head, I know how I want it to go. It needs to be perfect.
My need to fall to my knees and shoulder my way between her legs is starting to blind me. “Keep pinching until I tell you to stop.”
My hands come to her ankles and lift each squirming foot to the edge of the bed, resting them there, leaving them wide apart as I watch her hands toy with her breasts. Smelling the scent of her arousal in the air has me snorting like a beast. I want to see if she’s going to give me the same beautiful hip motions as she did last night.
“Now.” I bring a finger under her chin, my thumb resting on her lower lip, pulling her mouth open, watching her gulp back the need rising within her, a feral look on her face. Laughing, I grip her tight, pinching the skin, making sure her focus is on me. “You keep those legs spread wide for Daddy, Babygirl. I’m going to fuck you with my mouth now. Get you good and ready. Then you know what’s going to happen, don’t you, little girl?”
She squirms and shudders before answering. “You’re going to put it inside of me.” Her voice takes on an innocent, childlike quality. Her words are playing into our mutual dark fantasy and feeding the beast inside of me. “Aren’t you, Daddy?”
With that, she lifts her ass and I work her panties down and off her feet, nodding, maintaining eye contact. “Yes, baby. I am. All the way inside you.”
I’m on my knees in the next heartbeat. My mouth open and watering as I shoulder my way into position with one last look up at her beautiful brown eyes.
“Kiss me, Daddy.”
I explode at her words. They are all the encouragement I need. Driving forward with my tongue, entering her as deep as I can in one motion. Her noises raise the roof, and I love them all. I love how noisy she is.
How reactive.
With a jerk of my head, I brush my nose back and forth across her swollen clit, making her yelp as I drive my tongue in and out, tasting, swirling it back and forth over her lips, into her slit, trying to scoop up as much of her sweet nectar as I can, drinking it down, quenching my thirst. Knowing she is soaking into my beard, and I will never want to wash her off.
She raises her hips, pushing her lips up so that she can ride my face until I feel like I’m going to shatter into a thousand pieces. My dick wants her, dripping inside my pants, salivating at the thought of what’s going to be his. Her sex is primed and dripping. Ready for me.
Knowing I’m pleasing her means everything to me.
And as much as I want to stay down here for the next three lifetimes, I need more. I need my cock inside her, driving home the single final point that she belongs to me, now and forevermore. I’ll bind her to me in such a way she can never leave. We will be one. I’ll be her leader, her lover, her best friend, her priest, her teacher, her fucking accountant. I will be everything to her and more. More than she even realizes she needs.
I dine on her perfection until she fills my mouth, coming on a high-pitched whimpering yelp that seems to shatter the air around us. Her thighs quake, slapping against my ears, making me punch-drunk, dizzy with it all, sounds echoing in my ears like being back in the womb.
I bite her swollen outer lips and listen as she squeals, wordlessly raising her voice to praise whatever God created her, then I dive down and lick her from ass to clit one last time, taking in as much of her juice as possible.
Panting, sweating with the heat, I talk in a hoarse whisper. “Whose sweet girl are you?”
“Yours…” Her voice is vague, distant.
I rise up to my full height between her open legs, my chest heaving as I lower my zipper. Her eyes focus, dropping lower at the noise, her hands still pinned on her tits.
“Whose?”
“I’m yours, Daddy.” She shifts her body back a little, retreating onto the pillows, resting there as she waits for what’s next.
“Yes, you are. And you’re about to become even more mine. You’re about to become joined to me in a way you don’t even yet understand. Keep your legs open for Daddy, sweetheart. I’m going to take care of you like I said, but it’s going to hurt. If you need to cry, you can cry.”
She pushes out her bottom lip in a pout that has me on the edge of my own orgasm before I even get myself out of my pants.
I want to fuck her like this, with me in my suit. I don’t know why, but it’s how it needs to be this time. This first time.
“I don’t want anything between us. I’ve never felt anyone like this. Like we are doing, no condom, Babygirl. Daddy’s going to come inside you, princess. You know that, don’t you? I won’t pull out. I can’t. My cum belongs inside you.”
With a little bite of her lip and a slight nod, she’s with me, and it only drives me closer to the edge.
It’s a fight, but I manage to tug my thick erection from my pants, stroking my dick while she watches. Her eyes darken as she sees what’s about to go inside her. Even though she got a taste of my dick last night, right now, I see the fear in her eyes as she realizes all this is going inside her.
Even I know it’s not going to be easy. She’s tight. So tight, I’m pretty sure it’s going to hurt my fucking dick, not to mention her. But I don’t give a shit. I need my cum inside her. I need to own her from the inside out.
“Now.” I step forward, closing the heated space between us. “Daddy needs you to be still. Be quiet, okay, princess?”
Her cunt nearly scalds the head of my cock when I slide it up and down through her slick folds, teasing her for a moment before centering myself at her opening.
For us.
“Daddy, please,” she whimpers, and that’s all I need. I jut my hips forward, driving the first of many inches inside her.
I nearly go off right then. Nothing has ever felt like this. The sensations overwhelming me start in my toes and engulf my entire physical being. I’m so fucking happy I saved this for her. For us. Flesh-to-flesh for the first time.
But it’s more.
It’s not just my body that’s alive.
It’s my very soul. She’s reaching into me with those magic little hands and squeezing parts of me never touched.
“You ready? I won’t be able to stop, Babygirl. Daddy has to do this, you know that, right? You have to be his best little girl right now.” I guide another slow inch inside her and watch her mouth drop open in a silent scream, even as her eyes light with pleasure. “Take it for me, baby. Take it for Daddy.”
With that, I lose all ability to hold back. I drive forward, sending inches and thickness tearing into her, spreading her, taking her. Her hands fly to the bedding, and her knuckles turn white as she fists and holds on, her jaw straining, her mouth wide.
“It hurts! God!”
She shudders as I rock my dick in and out, in and out, sending more of me inside her slick opening with each stroke. The walls of her pussy lock on, nearly pinching the tip of my dick right off, I swear.
“Breathe, baby. You have to breathe and relax. Let Daddy get off, baby. I need this.”
She nods, raising her ass, pressing into me even as I see tears start to fall from the corners of her eyes. Her eyes are open, locked on to mine, looking at me with such devotion that I have to bite my lip to keep from filling her sweet cunt right there.
There’s no way I am going to last long. I can’t. I’m barely hanging on by a thread right now, but I need to hold off until she comes. I want us to come together. That’s another first for me. Besides never being skin to skin with a woman before, I’ve never wished so hard for her pleasure to match mine. I want every part of this,
of us, to be storybook perfect.
“It will get better, Babygirl, I promise. Just hold on to Daddy.”
I take a breath and reach down to pull her hands from the bedding and put them around my neck. Then I lean down, bringing us face-to-face. I need her to know that I am right here with her, every step of the way.
I grit my teeth to fight off my climax as her body shifts and tightens around me. I’m halfway in right now, and the next stroke will give her as much as I can give.
I pull out and tense, barely holding on to my sanity.
“Look at Daddy, princess. Look at me.”
When her eyes meet mine, I draw a quick breath, then slam forward, sending almost all of me into her tight, young body.
“Holy fuck,” I grunt as her juices start to flow, easing my work and leaving me free to pound in and out, unable to stop myself from taking her hard any longer. “You okay, Babygirl?”
Her half-lidded eyes strain to focus on mine as her fingers grip my neck, holding on for dear life as I pull back out before sliding forward fast and hard, slamming my cock inside her tight, wet hole.
“Yes.” The word comes out on a dark breath as I seat myself balls deep, feeling the sweet surrender of her soft body around my hard cock. Her body feels like it’s on fire, searing my most delicate skin as I pass the point of no return and take her as hard and fast as I need.
The slapping of our flesh and the whimpers and cries that stir from inside her wrap around my head and sing the song of ownership into my ears.
“Daddy…” She yelps the word as she goes off.
My hands tighten their grip on her ass, pulling her pelvis high and hard against my thrusts. Her opening is so fucking tight I’m not even sure the cum that is trying to work its way up to release can get past the choke hold she’s got on me.
Her eyes roll back in their sockets, losing any last focus on me, and I lean down to take her kiss as her voice cracks and her pleasured sounds become part of me, part of my very being as I become part of her. My cock jerks and the spasms rock my balls, then I’m lost in the strongest orgasm I’ve ever had.
We both come and kiss and cling tightly to each other. Her tiny body hangs onto me as I raise her up and off the bed, holding her gently cradled against me as I finish us off by stroking my cock slowly in and out of our combined fluids.
I let out a low chuckle before finally breaking from our kiss, inching my face back just enough to focus on hers.
My voice is ragged when I speak. “That little cunt of mine likes Daddy’s cock.”
Her hands are still gripped tight around my neck, rubbing softly as I set her ass back onto the bed and crawl over her. Rocking us slowly together, I realize happily that the front of my suit pants is soaked with our release.
“It does?” Her eyelids flutter, and I note a wince as I push myself deep inside her.
“It’s holding on like a little girl, clinging to her Daddy. You’re not about to let me go, are you, princess?”
Her inner muscles loosen for just a moment as a wry smile curls those plush, pink lips. Then just as quickly, her body clamps back down on my dick, nearly pulling me into her belly.
“Are you my Daddy?”
More beautiful words have never been spoken to me. “Oh, Babygirl. I am. I am your Daddy, now and forever. Never forget that. Even when I am fucking you like my dirty little whore, I’ll always be your Daddy.”
Chapter 6
Lexi
I wince as the hot water hits my tender spot, gritting my teeth against the pain.
“It’s okay, baby. Slowly does it. It will feel better once you’re in the water.” Rueger stands next to the tub, wearing only a pair of jeans, holding on to me as I lower myself into the water. After we were done making love, he tore his clothes off and joined me on the bed. Lay down with me, together, skin-to-skin. His body holding me, blanketing me while he made love to me again, gently this time, with both of us naked.
“It stings.” I brace my locked arms on the sides of the tub and push myself back up above the water, refusing to put my butt down any farther.
“I know, princess. But it’s what’s best. Down you go. Don’t make Daddy spank you.”
He gently pulls my hands from the cool porcelain and guides my naked body into the water.
I whimper as the heat hits my beat-up pussy. A yelp escapes as the water comes up around my waist, and Rueger secures me down and against the back of the tub.
“Good girl.”
My belly flutters at those simple words.
The stinging subsides, and I start to relax, breathing deeply as Daddy pulls a chair next to the tub, then reaches toward the vanity where he’s set a copy of The Secret Garden, my very favorite book from when I was a little girl.
He opens it on his lap, lets it rest there as his hands reach forward to stroke my hair, then starts to read. The sight of such a mountain of a Viking sort of man, sitting next to a bathtub reading to me, has me pinching myself to make sure this is all real.
His smooth, masculine voice drifts around the room as he reads. Seducing me with each word while the oversized claw-foot tub cocoons me in the warm, bubbly water. My eyes become so heavy, but I don’t want to sleep, I just want to find a way to live inside this perfect moment forever.
Rueger’s deep voice fills my ears and my heart as he reads. I never imagined this, all this pampering, a man reading to me while I soak in a bath he drew for me. All this is mine, just for me, and to top it off, the gravity I feel between us is like a living being. It pulls at me, clutching at my gut, and draws my fingers out of the water to grab his knee, just to have that moment of contact. I wish I could put my head there and disappear forever into this sort of comfort and peace.
My eyelids feel so heavy.
I don’t know when I dozed off, but I must have done. Because the next thing I know, Daddy is pulling me up, out of the cooling water, his hands gently easing me into him, hugging me tight to his chest.
“Let’s get you dried and dressed, Babygirl. Daddy has to go take care of his business in New York, but I promise I will be back tomorrow by bedtime.”
I want to stomp my feet and throw a tantrum, but I also don’t want to seem petulant. In the rules, Daddy clearly states that I am to let him know whenever I am feeling anything that’s upsetting me, but right now, I just feel selfish.
He dries me off and then dresses me in a soft pair of ruffled panties. Then a skirt and lime green, button-up sweater with a cute little silver sloth pin on the left side over my breast.
When I am dressed, we go downstairs, and he sits me on the counter in the kitchen while he moves about and brings me a sippy cup full of water.
“Drink, Babygirl. You need to drink lots of water to replace the fluids your body has lost. Otherwise, you’ll be sick, and that would break my heart.”
For a moment, I hesitate. I mean, it’s weird, right? The purple glittery cup with the sealed top should offend me. Shouldn’t it?
But it doesn’t.
All it does is make my pussy wet. Especially the way Rueger is holding it to my lips, the way he looks at me with such devotion in his eyes. Without another moment of hesitation, I reach up to wrap my finger around it and tip it up, taking a long, deep suck and swallowing the cool liquid.
I know he has to go. I may not like it, but I understand. He explained that he has a big meeting back in New York, but it should be one of the last times he has to leave Portland. I believe him, I really do, but a small part of me is doubting his reasons. I mean, over the last two months, he’s always left again after he’s seen me. Been here, then gone. And I have to wonder if there is something back in New York that will always keep him there, away from me.
The brunette maybe, my subconscious whispers.
No, he wouldn’t cheat. Never.
But what if he did?
I shake the thought from my head, wanting to be everything he needs me to be right now. Trusting. His perfect princess, the one he needs so badly he will c
ome back quickly to see her.
“I hate that I have to go,” he says, meeting my eyes, reading the doubt there. “I didn’t expect this to happen right now. I have business I’m wrapping up, and it can’t wait. But I’ve left you a refrigerator full of food. There are clothes in the closet for you. I bought you this, too.”
He pulls out an iPhone from his back pocket and hands it to me.
“I want you to keep this with you all the time from now on. You remember rule number six, don’t you? Always take Daddy’s calls. And rule seven. Always answer Daddy’s texts. You know why I have to have those rules, don’t you?”
I nod, but I want to hear him say it.
“It’s because I worry about you all the time, Babygirl. Every minute of every day. You are always on my mind, and when I call, I need to hear your voice. When I text, I need to know you are okay. I’ll be the kindest Daddy you could ever have, but I also won’t hesitate to turn that little butt of yours bright red if you break the rules. You understand, right?”
I nod again and hold the phone in my free hand. I take another sip from the cup and set it down next to my hip. Daddy moves forward, spreading my legs with his body and his broad chest, chiseled even beneath the fabric of his shirt, and calls for my hand.
I lay it flat over his heart, feeling the soft beat underneath. Wondering how we could feel so much so fast.
“That’s all yours. Just so you know.” Rueger leans in and kisses me. Sweet and slow, his tongue sweeping over my bottom lip before entering my mouth. He tastes me, touching each of my teeth, before pulling back and kissing the tip of my nose.
I look down at my phone, and my stomach sinks. I know Daddy has to leave, but I desperately wish he could stay. We’ve just begun to discover what we are to each other, and I don’t want to be alone here. It feels like a home with us both here, but without him, it will just feel big and empty.
“I have to go, my sweet girl. You keep that phone with you. Call me for anything. I mean that. Anytime you need me. You don’t work until the day after tomorrow, so you just stay right here. Invite Heather over if you like. She’s always welcome. But you girls behave. Break the rules, and you’ll face the consequences, Babygirl.”
