Family.
Fuck.
Never thought I’d be this guy but whatever spell she’s cast on me, it’s rooted itself deep into my core and I don’t foresee that ever changing.
“Shhh,” I hiss into her neck. “Don’t fight for it. It’s right there and I’m right here. All that sweet juice you’re making is going to spill all over my tongue. Then you’re going to give me more. Then…”
I work my hips into a slow rhythm, her little swipe of bathing suit doing nothing to hold back the faucet she’s running, soaking right through my jeans.
I feel her muscles twitch, her thighs tightening against mine, and I finish off what she needs to hear.
“Then, I’m going to fuck you like a dog. You’re my bitch in heat and I’m done sniffing around. I’m taking you bareback, little one. I’m coming for you.”
That pushes her over the edge, her body spasms and bucks as I hold her against me. Her tits on my cheek, my mouth, pushing against my nose, one nipple pokes into my eye, making it start to tear, but who the fuck cares? My perfect little babygirl is having the first of a lifetime of orgasms on my lap and this is only the beginning.
I draw a nipple that’s glancing over my lips into my mouth, my other greedy hand untying the little strings on her hips then tugging the bikini bottom from between us, because next her pussy is going to ride my face until I make her scream my name and she’s ripe and ready for her cherry to be destroyed.
She’s whining and shaking as I release her hard nipple, watching the pleasure wash over her face.
“All of you belongs to me now. This pussy…” I reach down, slip two fingers into the juicy honey pot, making her gasp. “I’ll touch it whenever I want. Lick it whenever I want. Fuck it whenever I want. You catching on?”
She nods on a needy moan as she licks her plump dark pink lips.
“Good girl.” I wrap my arms under her ass and carry her sweet naked body down the hall into my expansive bedroom. It’s dark, with just the low few lights powered by the generator illuminating the space. “I’ve never believed I’d have anyone in my bed with me before. Never even had a woman in my house.”
I ease her down onto the bed and work the button on my jeans as she watches.
“Lay back,” I say, working down my zipper. “I want to see that pretty little virgin prize. Open your legs, show me.”
“You show me yours first.” She tucks her knees together as the possessive primal coil inside me nearly snaps.
“Spread your fucking legs. You just rode me like your life depended on it and I told you not thirty seconds ago that pussy is mine, and you know it’s true. I’ll do what I want with it and you. So spread your legs and give me a show. I don’t want to just see it, I want you to play with that wet little kitty before I I put my hungry mouth all over it.”
“I don’t have to do whatever you say,” she bites back, but there’s a fire in her eyes that tells me she’s testing. What she doesn’t understand, is I’ve been tested my whole fucking life.
I leave my jeans open, the tip of my dick poking out as I see her glance down. I close the space between us, pinch her chin and pin my eyes on hers.
“You don’t get to look at your king’s cock until you do as you’re told, little girl. That mouth of yours is going to need some training, I can see that already.”
I can see the sticky wetness on the insides of her thighs and the hint of pink glistening between them. She freezes for a moment as I stand at the edge of the bed, holding her chin. Her chest rises and falls as she dances on the line between compliance and defiance.
I can almost hear her thoughts…
Do I give in to this man I barely know? Or dig in and risk whatever he has under that seething, calm exterior?
“Spread. Your. Legs.” I grit out between clenched teeth.
I get it. She’s a powerful woman. She has responsibilities. She’s in charge. She juggles her restaurants and her busy life. I don’t diminish any of that, but right now, I’m in fucking charge and we are having a little standoff while she lets it sink in how this is going to roll from now on.
Her eyes narrow, she swallows, swallows again, and I feel her jaw muscle tighten.
“Show me yours first,” she repeats, digging in and I let her face go on a shrug.
“Alright.” I stand in front of her as she presses her lips together on a satisfied smirk, thinking she’s just won the hand.
But before she can take her next breath, I spin her smart-ass around and drop the first whack on her ripe flesh.
She yelps and squirms but I’ve got her held with one arm around her little waist with her ass cheeks right where I need them.
I draw back and deliver another slap, the flesh turning pink almost immediately and my possessive, protective thoughts multiply by the thousands. This was never in my program, but it feels exactly right and I bring my palm down again, again, until her yelps turn to whimpers that sound like I’m giving her some relief which is exactly what my baby needs.
I alternate where I’m spanking her on each cheek, higher, lower until she’s arching her back and pushing up into my hand, begging for more.
I have no doubt this wasn’t what Sophia expected and no doubt either of us knew when we met today this was just what she needed.
“Now.” I halt, listening to her keening whimpers as I settle her onto her back again and knock her knees apart. “Enough of the brat act. Play with that pussy like I told you to. Then, maybe you’ll get to look at my cock. But do it right, show me what that greedy little pink pussy likes. I’ll be taking notes.”
I watch in awe as she twists her clit between her thumb and forefinger then rubs it in circles, dipping her fingers down into her dripping opening, then back up until her eyes close and she presses her head back into the bed, tits pushing toward the ceiling.
I drop my pants and climb on the bed tugging her hand away, taking a deep inhale of her scent.
“Enough. Sit on my face.” I order. My need to have my mouth on her pussy the center of my universe right now.
My body is overwhelmed with heat and lust as I watch her crawl up my body, unsure but I help things along. I reach out and grab her waist, my fingers nearly touching around her back and I lift her up and mount her pretty little pussy on my mouth.
She’s drenched already and I savor the first rush of her flavor over my tongue. I take a long breathe like I’ve never breathed before. Her scent is life changing but it’s nothing compared to how she tastes.
I take my thumbs and pull her soft bare lips wide, exposing that hard nub and I start to lap at her with my tongue then dive down to take a taste of her little cherry opening.
Her nectar runs down my throat and my cock pounds for her. I tongue fuck her, feeling that tight barrier while she keens and starts to rock on my mouth.
“That’s my girl. Greedy for what you need.” I say, then go right back to eating her out, feeling her clit swell as I lick and pinch it between my teeth. I speed up, then slow down, back and forth, taking her whole pussy in my mouth, then doubling down on her clit, then back to tongue fucking her feeling that virginity teasing me.
I’m going to get her pregnant tonight. I can feel it. My balls are heavy and ready to unload but first, she needs to be soft and ready.
I’ll never get enough of her sweet, honey flavor. I drag my tongue up and down until she starts to shiver and she’s calling for God.
Her thighs squeeze over my ears, muffling her moans as I suction my lips over her clit, pulling it between and working it hard with the tip of my tongue until I feel her body tense and she rleases a gush of warm wonder into my mouth.
She spasms and rides my face with her body quivering and I’m in heaven. No five star meal can top this. Her juicy pleasure will win every star I ever have to give and the thought that it will be me and only me to ever have this honor only ignites more of my primal beast.