Leaving her to finish her bath I decide the best way to apologize. Knowing Katarina since she was born gives me an advantage I suppose, I know her weaknesses and I intend to use them against her without an ounce of shame.
The bathroom door slowly pushes open when I knock, empty.
“Kitten?”
“Your bedroom.”
My bedroom? “I thought we covered this already? It’s not only m—” I stop dead in my tracks. Bent over in front of me in the cutest little sleep set is the finest ass I’ve ever been privileged to touch. She’s wrapping her hair in a towel.
She gasps. “Holy crapola!”
I laugh, “crapola?”
“You scared me, I didn’t know you were behind me.” Her eyes widen when she sees what I’m holding. “Is that—”
“Cookies and cream, your favorite.” I will do everything I can to see that smile over and over. “My apology.” Kissing her lips briefly I nod towards the bed. “Sit down Kitten, let me feed you.”
“On the bed?” she shrieks practically jumping onto the mattress after knocking most of the pillows to the floor. The towel turban falling to her shoulders while every precious inch of her bounces. There’s a prominent tan line just under the hem of her snug little sleep shorts, that are covered in sprinkled donuts.
“That’s my baby, open up.” With exuberance Katarina wraps those plump lips around the spoon and moans when the sweetness hits her tongue. My cock goes instantly hard. “Good?” I choke out.
“It’s so yummy.”
Oh yes, it is certainly yummy. “Open.” I watch as she sucks down another mouthful of creamy goodness. Holding the spoon up she swallows another bite. “Good girl.”
“Aren’t you going to have any…daddy?”
There’s so many reasons why that word shouldn’t turn me on but fuck if it doesn’t. “I think I will if my girl will share.” Raising my brow I wait for her answer.
Her big blue eyes sparkle, full cheeks have taken on a pink hue from her shower and the setting sun peeking through the window blinds. Between the air-conditioning blowing from the ducts and the ice cream she’s more than a little cold. I’m not sure where to look first; beautiful face or drool worthy tits that are attempting to push their way through the thin cotton cami she wears. I’ve never wanted to take a bite of a donut as much as I do right now. Her shirt says ‘Donut wake me up without sprinkle kisses.’
“Daddy?”
Rock fucking hard. “Hmm?” I reply without looking away from her erect nipples.
“Will you play with me?”
“You want to play do you? You have been a pretty good girl today—hey, why the face?” When she doesn’t answer me I ask again, “what’s that face for?”
Her blush deepens, traveling from her cheeks down her neck to spread across her chest.
“I kinda was thinking about you…”
“About me what?” Her wet hair falls forward when she bows her head to hide from me. “When I ask you a question Katarina I expect an answer. Understood?”
‘“Understood…daddy.”
For chrissake. I have to clear my throat before I can even speak. “Good girl. Now, finish your ice cream then we’ll play.” Goddamn that pouty lip of hers will be the death of me. My first instinct is to reprimand her for the attitude, but then thoughts of that pursed mouth of hers on my cock and those hard nipples between my fingers.
She eats one bite, then another. “I want to share, can I feed you?”
Handing her the bowl to free my hands, her smile fades when I set the spoon behind me, out of her reach.
Pulling the sides of her tank top I put the fabric between her breast, freeing them for my pleasure…oh, and hers of course. Leaning in closer, I rub my whiskered jaw against the side of her face as if staking a claim on her—marking her with my scent.
Feeling her breath hitch, I smirk, knowing she’s as affected by me as I am her. Letting my hand slowly trace from her neck down, I’m mesmerized as her chest rises and falls rapidly with each sporadic breath. Her heart’s beating violently beneath my palm. Focusing on her puckered nipple as I dip my fingertip into the melting ice cream. “Now, sit still like a good girl.” I mumble without looking away from the hard nub I’m dying to get in my mouth.
Pushing aside her damp locks, I kiss along her shoulder, nipping her clavicle and kissing the soft skin above her breast. Wiping my finger over the very tip of one of the mounds I crave so much.
“Omigawd!”
I try, but fail at holding in my laugh when her whole body jolts from the cold. “A little cold?”
“More than a little! It’s freezing.” she gasps.
“Mmm I see that. Let me warm you up.” Closing my lips around the taut nipple I suck gently until she gifts me with the sweetest, softest whimper that goes straight to my cock. “Delicious.”
“Of course it’s ice cream.” Katarina giggles.
“I can’t even taste the ice cream, Kitten.”
Watching her eyes as I wipe another ice cream tipped finger across her lips and down her chin. Her heated flesh quickly melts the ice cream leaving a trail down her neck, the cookie bits freckling her soft skin. My mouth laps the creamy path, cleaning my girl up until I find myself back at her breasts once more.
Chapter Eleven
Katarina
How did I get here? Not that I’m complaining, far from. I’m actually trying to figure out how I ended up flat on my back in the bed of the one man I’ve dreamt of for years.
Sterling’s slowly kissing his way down my body, lifting my shirt he kisses my tummy causing me to giggle before he reaches the juncture of my thighs. A place no boy has ever been—not that Sterling is a boy, he’s most definitely a man. My man, wow he’s really my man. When he pulls my shorts to the side I try to cover myself.
“Uh-uh. No hiding from me, Kitten.” he kisses high up on my thigh before nibbling on my fingers. “Let me see what’s mine.” When I don’t move my hands right away he warns me once more and I’m very aware by his tone that it will be my last. “Katarina.” Only because I want to please him, want to be a good girl for him, I clench the duvet in my hands.
He gazes between my legs and I’ll admit I no longer want to cover myself, I like the way he’s looking at me…all of me.
“Oh wow!” I gasp when he pours melting ice cream from the bowl onto my heated skin. It’s a new feeling, I’ve never had anything between my legs other than my own fingers.
His low chuckle tickles my tummy. “Let daddy clean that up for you, Kitten.” One lick, then two before he sucks my pussy lips.
This is the very moment, down to the nanosecond that I know I’m where I’m supposed to be, with the man I’m supposed to be with. This is the reason I never gave away my virginity to anyone else—even Billy Peterson in the ninth grade when he told me he loved me.
This was the one gift only I could give Sterling, and watching his face I know it was worth the wait.
He has to be feeling what I am.
Sterling
Letting my eyes drag down her curves, my breath quickens as I attempt to control the lust boiling inside of me. No longer was Katarina forbidden fruit, she was mature enough to make up her own mind, yet immature in so many other ways. And, she wants me as much as I want her. My fantasies are coming to fruition, every thought and daydream, are within reach, were lying on my bed in a sticky mess. There’d be no way I could ever turn away from her now.
Don’t get me wrong the ice cream is good but not near as delicious as the taste coming through the melted liquid. Katarina. The taste of pure innocence. The taste of cotton candy clouds, cookies and cream, and bubblegum. Not one of those things had I ever thought I’d crave, but I immediately know I will from this day forward.
Sweet Jesus, the way her body twitches with every swipe of my tongue is so fucking sexy. Just think, every touch, every lick, all of it is brand-new for her, and to know that I‘m the one to be giving it to her is heady stuff.
Sh
e’s lying flat on her back, thick thighs quivering as she fights her own body’s response to close her legs. Her pussy is bare and the skin so soft here that I fear she’ll be covered in whisker burn come morning—just another reminder of me, I suppose. Another mark that she’s my territory, my girl. The thought fuels my need for her and like a man possessed I spread her swollen lips and get lost in all that is Katarina; so soft, so pink, and so in need to be claimed by me…like no one ever has. Her clit is plump and soaked with her honey and droplets of ice cream, a dessert I’d happily devour every day for the rest of my life. Before latching my lips around the nub I kiss it gently knowing I’m about to send her over the edge by working her clit hard.
“No one will ever see you like this but me…” she nods. “No one will ever taste this pretty pink pussy but me…” I flick my tongue quickly and grin when she gasps. “No one will give you the pleasure you deserve…but me.”
She starts moaning and grinding her sex against my face reaching desperately for the euphoria awaiting her. I swallow every drop of her I can gather, licking deep inside of her body. Honest to God, she’s the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted, and I truly can’t get enough.
“Please daddy, please.” she pants and I’m sure she doesn’t even know what she’s asking for, but all I hear is the word daddy falling from her lips and my cock has never been harder.
Sliding two fingers inside of her until I meet the barrier of her virginity I synchronize my strokes with my tongue until her back bows off the bed. Both her hands grab handfuls of my hair as she starts to come against my mouth, like I’d ever want to leave.
“Oh god! Oh god! Oh god, daddy!” she yells as her body twitches violently. Her grip tightening on my hair to the point of pain, but it only encourages me to suck her clit harder, milking her orgasm for as long as possible.
Katarina came so hard she completely soaked my face. Her very essence dripping down my chin. When I’m about to start on her once more she pulls me up by the hair she still has locked between her fingers.
“Please?”
One word so simple, but meaning so much.
One word, only one question.
Intending on giving her at least one more orgasm before I take her, that one word stops me before I’ve even gotten a chance to begin.
In seconds I’m up and stripping away my clothing and before my brain can catch up with my body I’m crawling over her flushed body, my cock rubbing against her wet slit. I need to fuck her. She deserves so much more than a fuck, but my control seems impossible to regain with her.
Knowing this is going to hurt her I plan to distract her the best I can. Bringing my fingers to her mouth I rub them over her parted lips. I feel every exhale on the dampness, and know she’s taking in her scent with every inhale. “Good girls would clean daddy’s fingers off after making such a pretty little mess on them. Are you a good girl, Kitten?”
When she moans on my fingers as she sucks them clean, the vibration paired with the fact I know tasting herself makes her hotter I thrust deep and hard feeling her virginity vanish.
One lonely teardrop gathers at the corner of her eye before it falls to the side and I feel it in my chest. “I’m sorry Kitten. So sorry, but it’s over—”
“Just kiss me please.”
It’s not the first time she’s asked me to kiss her. I’m beginning to see a pattern here. My baby needs to be consoled and apparently my lips are her therapy of choice, I’m okay with that.
“I need to move, Kitten.” her body is tighter than anything I’ve ever felt before. She’s so hot, so soft, and so mine. Suddenly thoughts of her carrying my child fill my head, and I’m not even surprised for some reason. The man who never wanted children, never wanted to share a woman with anyone…wants to do just that with the beautiful creature beneath me.
Her hips rise slightly and fall instead of answering with words.
Clenching onto the smallest bit of control that I have my thrust are slow and gentle as I give her untouched body a chance to adjust to my size. I’m far from a small man, not that I’m packing a ten inch porn cock or anything, but I’m quite proud of him.
Not wanting to hurt her by pounding into her like my greedy body wants to I go up on my knees and slide a pillow beneath her ass. Here’s where I’d like to say I only did this to keep her angled far enough away from me, but truth is the view is all for me. Pulling out and pushing back in over and over, I can’t look away from the pink cream covering my shaft. Virgin blood, mixed with her cream and I’m sure some of my own.
When she cants her hips upward, and gasps I nearly come at the sight before me. Come covered cock, a very bouncy set of full tits, the swollen pussy of my best friends daughter that I don’t have the strength to walk away from.
All these things.
But, also the woman I intend to keep for good. The only one who will ever hear the words I love you when I actually mean it. And, the one woman I have ever wanted everything with that I never knew I even wanted. The most beautiful creature I’ve ever had the gift of seeing will be mine for keeps.
She’s watching me intently, her eyes locked on my own makes me want to push deep inside of her and come like it’s my right. Pulling out may be the thing that kills me far earlier than I planned to go, but hell if I wouldn’t go happy.
“Get me wet,” I command when I stick my thumb between her parted lips. She listens like the good girl she’s proving to be. “Good girl, Kitten.” Her pussy squeezes me even tighter when I start thumbing her hard clit. I know this is still painful for her but I can feel her body relaxing as I quicken my strokes on that little bundle of nerves just peeking out from her sex.
My balls make a slapping noise as they hit her ass with each and every thrust—even they’re wet from her honey. The thought of pulling out seems impossible. “B-b-birth control?” Is all I can get out and even that comes as a stutter.
She shakes her head, and the urge to breed her hits me like a freight train “Please…”
I know without asking she wants the same thing I do. “No, Kitten.”
The little minx has already learned a trick when she clenches her pussy around my cock like a vice. Causing my strokes to come faster, harder and deeper than seconds ago. “I’m gonna come.” I pant as I increase my speed even more. “Need to pullout—”
“Daddy, no!” she begs. “Please, come in me, daddy!”
Fighting an internal war that I know I’ll never win I keep thrusting inside of her pliant body and get lost in her words.
“Daddy.” she moans. “Daddy. Daddy. Daddy please!” As her pussy begins to spasm, a million butterflies take flight around my cock as her orgasm travels from her body to my own. Her journey soon mine, becoming both of ours as I thrust deep, and empty myself into her. My cock pulses in sync with my heartbeat and I know what we’ve just done can’t be taken back, and I never would anyways.
Epilogue
Katarina
4 months later…
Days like this I can’t believe I’m where I am. And, right now that is laid-back poolside counting down the minutes until his arrival. Sterling. The most amazing man I could only dream of having before, now calls me his. He uses words like beautiful, and gorgeous like they're my name. Speaking in terms of always and forever about our relationship.
We may not have had the smoothest start, but I’d change nothing because it’s gotten me everything I could ever dream of and so much more. Our days together have blended into weeks and weeks into months, and I’ve never been happier. Even my parents have come around…well, kinda. My relationship with my mother is off the charts better, her snide comments about my weight have even ceased. I know that’s because of Sterling. Not only had he confronted her about the comments but the man can’t keep his hands off of me.
My father on the other hand hasn’t been quite as decorous. There’s been no punches thrown on the few times they’ve been in close proximity, but if looks could kill Sterling would've been dead and burie
d too many times to count. Although, last weekend the two men I love sat just a few feet away from one another and argued over football without our relationship being thrown into the fight like a dozen times before. And, that time when Sterling and I walked out the door my sisters and mother hugged us goodbye, and even my father gave one of those curt nods that men do to each other. I’m not exactly sure what they mean but then again I have a vagina and I’m pretty sure it’s one of those penis only things.
I feel like the princess I’ve always wanted to be. My every want and need is catered, I wish for nothing that I’m not given. Sterling swears I’m everything he’s ever wanted. I try, really I do. For the first time in my life I think of someone other than myself. Truly, I love the way that feels. Sterling does so much for me, I want to return the favor. Want him to love me as much as I do him. When he’s gone I want him to have that burn I get when he’s not around. Then, the way relief and happiness rolls over me when he’s near. For the first time in my entire life someone else comes before me. I hadn’t even been conscious of my selfish behavior before him.
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