“Good morning.” Fucking shit. Her morning voice is like honey and marshmallows. Slick and fluffy like her ass and that soft tummy that I am going to make hard when I fuck my kid into her.
“Good morning, little one. How do you feel?” I love it when her face turns the same red as my angry cock.
“Rested.” She says, stretching her arms like a baby kitten. My heart clutches when I think about what I have in front of me right now. I didn’t pay attention to the longing inside of me that existed in the deepest recesses of my mind, aching for my partner, a woman who would fit into the part of my life and needs that I had long since buried. Then she walked into the courtroom like a supple angel, ripe and begging to be taken care of.
“Good. You fell asleep on me last night, little flower. Before I was finished taking what belongs to me.” Her mouth forms an ‘O’, and I smile. “Go brush your teeth while I get some supplies, baby.” Nodding, she gets out of bed, naked, her juicy tits jiggling as she walks. I know the minute she realizes she no longer has a shirt on. She looks down and covers her tits. “Hands down, little flower. I want to see everything when you walk around our home. Now go.” Her bottom lip goes in her mouth before her tongue comes out and winks at me. I turn my head, needing a moment.
Once I have gathered the supplies, I go into the bathroom and see her standing in front of the mirror, staring at herself. I place my bag down and notice the little bit of toothpaste on the corner of her mouth. Without saying anything, I swipe it off and put it in my mouth, unable to stop myself from tasting anything that has to do with her. “Cillian.” She moans my name and rubs her thighs together.
“Hop up on the sink, little one, and spread your legs.” The way she does as I say without question is so fucking addictive. Everything about her is like a shot of heroin. I hold her hips and make sure she doesn’t fall. The minute she is settled, I am on my knees, face in her pussy, smelling the innocence and freshness of her morning dew. No sweat. No water, no soap. Just her scent. I grip both of her legs and place them on the sink. “Don’t fucking move, little flower. Say yes.”
“Y-yes.” she stutters, legs shaking. My tongue flattens against her pussy from hole to clit, and my pants are drenched in seconds. She tastes like sin and cherries this morning. The perfect combination to become my princess. Her leg slips off the counter as she rocks against my mouth.
“God, you taste so good, little flower. Can you feel how slick your pussy is for me?”
“Yes, Cillian.” Those are not the words I want to hear from her mouth, but I don’t want to hear it until I am balls deep in the greedy cunt that is going to make me a daddy. I lick her over and over, my mouth watering for more of her juices, and like the good girl, she is, she continues to flow her eagerness into my mouth. My middle finger slides in, and her snatch grips it, making me groan and shoot my jizz across the bathroom while it hangs out between my legs.
“This little pussy wants to be fucked doesn’t she, little one?”
“I-yes. Yes.” When her pussy grips me harder, I know she is going to come, and as much as I want her sweetness in my mouth, I want it when I know I am going to be seeing pink soak my sheets right after. I pull back, kiss her pussy lips once more and lean back.
“I am going to shave you now. I need you to be very still.” Her eyes are hooded and glassy. I don’t miss the slight jerks since my finger is still inside of her. I know I should pull out, give her a chance to come down, but fuck that, she needs to be primed, sopping wet until I make her my naughty girl.
“Okay, Cillian.” Shaking the shaving cream, I watch the foam swallow up her tiny cunt, and it proves there is no end to the envy. Carefully with my finger still moving in sweeping motions inside of her, I grab the razor and begin clearing the peach fuzz from her pussy. I can feel her body pulsing as she begins to gush on my finger. Her moans become louder, but like a good girl, she doesn’t move. I suspect her not being able to move is part of what is making her come harder. The balder her pussy gets, the more my mouth waters to taste it, and my cock reaches toward her. My hand moves faster as I wipe her clean and look at her glistening slit.