I take my time, watching her every move. The way she takes a few shallow breaths through open lips. Then closes them, swallows with her eyelids drooping shut.
I feel the subtle changes in her inner walls pulsing and grabbing, the way her body responds to my every touch. I know that I am peeling each layer of her back while my fingers learn everything they can about her from the inside out.
Over and over, I bring her to the edge of release, time and again, forward and back like waves rocking against the shore, crashing over her serene face. I feel her approach delirium, and I know that she’s ready. I want to feel her go off and soak my hand.
“You going to come…” I grunt, “…come for Daddy?” I watch her eyes roll back, and she nods vigorously.
Her hands fly up to dig into the tops of my arms, clinging to me for dear life. “Do it,” I bark. “Now.” I flick her clit with my th
umb, and the scream that begins in her throat ends inside my kiss.
I take her mouth with mine, pulling more of her orgasm with my fingers, digging deep inside her, reveling in her body’s natural reaction as her hips roll and jump on the edge of the bed. Her cunt squirts into my palm, dripping down my wrist.
Her fingertips claw at me, and I know in this instant her pussy is going to rule me for the rest of my days. Her body releases another flood of cum, and I’ve never felt anything more beautiful in my life.
Drawing out my drenched digits, I bring them to her lips and paint the glistening evidence of her pleasure over her own face.
“Taste it,” I order as her breath begins to slow. Her eyes open and focus on my face. “That belongs to me, you understand? I’ll share it with you as I see fit. From this day on, all your orgasms belong to me, to do with as I please. You don’t come without me. Not ever. You don’t touch yourself without my express permission. All this is mine. You understand?”
She nods as I bring my hand to my mouth and lick her essence off my fingers while my mouth waters for more.
“Yes, Daddy. I do.” The fingers that a second ago bit into the flesh of my arms even through my shirt now come to rest on the sides of my face, sweet and soft and needy. I realize how desperately I have wanted her to need me. How it fulfills a part of me that has long lain empty and forgotten.
How I suddenly feel complete as she looks to me for her everything.
Just when I think my dick can’t get any harder, it surprises me and pumps fuller, longer, thicker. Last night when I got her sweet lips on me, I thought that was the pinnacle, the fullest extent of how big and solid my boy could get. But from the way my dick is fighting its way up under my belt right now, I’m not so sure anymore.
“I want those hands on your nipples Babygirl. I want you to squeeze and pinch them for Daddy. I need to see you do that, do you understand?”
She pushes her chest out on her own accord as her flesh is exposed, and her hands drift down from my face. I miss them but she’s doing as she’s told, and that’s a pleasure that is hard to explain.
“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.