“I’m sorry, I was just telling you——”
His hand squeezes over my mouth, stopping my words. “That’s the problem, baby, you don’t tell me. I tell you. Now, look up in that mirror.” He points toward the wall with a straight arm.
Just yesterday, Daddy installed a giant mirror over the headboard of the bed.
I squeak from under his hand. Even as he moves behind me he’s powerful enough to keep me in place. I look up to see us both centered in the massive reflection, and I know now why he wanted the mirror. Seeing his form behind me makes me bleat, a mixture of pleasure and awe. The sight of us together only makes me realize just how huge he is. The beard, the muscle, the hair all over his body as he looms above my pale, crouched form is enough to send a gush of lady juice out of me, my body instinctively submitting to him.
“I’m going to fuck your ass today, my little princess.” He moves a finger to tease at my tight bud making me flinch. “That’s what the mirror is for. I want you to see how beautiful you look the first time I fuck your tight little ass. I know you’ve been saving it just for me. Daddy’s so ready, baby. Don’t worry, I’ll go slow. You’re ready, I made sure so it won’t hurt.”
His finger glides down my ass to enter my drenched opening, gathering out my slick juice and rubbing it on his cock. I’m mesmerized by the vision in the mirror.
Goosebumps pepple my flesh delves inside me again, taking more of my slick lubrication and playing with it circling around my tight back entrance, pushing a finger inside to make me slick and ready, in and out, in and out.
“You ready, baby?” He takes his hand off my mouth and places both of them on my ass. Pulling my b
utt cheeks apart, knowing he needs to see everything.
I nod, almost on the verge of an orgasm just from the anticipation that this is finally happening. He’s been preparing my body for a month, working first one finger inside my ass, then two, before he and I played with a couple toys. He can make me cum easily now from the ass play, and now that it’s really time for him to put his cock inside me, I’m so excited I can barely breathe.
“I’m ready, Daddy. I want it. I want it in my ass. Please, please.”
The pleas are all he needs. He says my begging is his undoing. It reminds him how much I want him and need him, and he says that is what keeps his heart beating everyday.
“Good girl. Now, you keep your eyes on yourself, I want you to see what you to remember the look on your face the first time my cock slides inside your ass.”
With that, the tip of his cock slips to press against my back entrance, easy, even pressure starts immediately as he holds his erection in a tight grip, guiding it forward. I keep my eyes on the picture of us in the mirror. His face tense with restraint. I know he wants to fuck into me like he does my pussy, like it’s the last fuck he’ll ever have with me, but I trust him and I know he would never hurt me.
I gasp as my body stretches and opens to him. A rumble comes from his chest and I watch his eyes close in the reflection as he lets out a long, slow breath, the muscles in his torso coursing like waves under the dark hair over his pectorals. Then his eyes snap open and he takes the first real thrust, driving the head of his cock inside me with a soft pop, and my mouth turns to an open gasp.
“You okay, baby?” He grunts, barely able to get the words out.
“Uh huh.” I nod, my hair a curtain around my face. I’m lost in the feeling of being stretched, filled with him. “Keep going, it feels so good, I want more.” I whimper and he answers with slow, even strokes.
Before I know it, my body heaves with an orgasm that comes from nowhere, crashing over me with sparks and flashes like a bucket of glitter. He deepens his even thrusts as I go off, making the climax explode, the room losing focus as I scream his name, begging him, “Daddy, don’t stop. Never, ever stop, Daddy.”
I’m not sure who is the loudest, because Daddy cums just after me, with his fingers clenching into the softest part of my hips. I know there will be bruises there tomorrow, he’s holding on so tight as he fills me with hot jets of his seed. I never dreamed it would feel so good, and from the way Daddy’s face looks, I don’t think he did either.
“You have no idea how much you mean to me, Angel. You just could never know.” His words come breathless, both of us desperately clawing at the edge of consciousness, trying to recover. He’s still attached as he draws the coarse tips of his fingers up and down my back, raising goose bumps as they go. “You will never know.” The words sound cracked, fragile, and I bite down inside my lip to keep from crying.
An hour later he’s given me my bath and we are dressed and in the kitchen.
“Come here, kitten.”
He pats his lap and I crawl on. He feeds me breakfast every morning.
He brings a bite of scrambled eggs to my lips and I open them. I know better than to fight him on a good breakfast. He worries so much about everything when it concerns me, including what I eat.
“I got an email last night from the guys at Integrity.”
They are the architects that are designing the new addition to the Sarah Templeton Life Center.
“Yeah?” I ask, half covering my mouth as I chew the bite he’s just put in.
“Yep. That little question about having the animal kennel and shelter attached is all resolved, baby. That was the best idea I’ve ever heard. It will be perfect. I hired the same consultant that worked with the animal and addict rehab programs out in California, and he will be here next week for us to start laying out the new program.”
My arms go around his neck as my belly flips. “That is so great! I know that having the animals there will help everyone. It’s just perfect. They can all help each other. I love you so much.”
I kiss his beard and it tickles my nose. It still does that every time.