Claiming Caroline (Claimed 3)

"What are you doing?" she asks, amusement in her voice. She doesn't try to stop me as I glide my hand up her thigh, pulling her skirt up as I go.

"Making sure you wrapped daddy's present in a pretty pair of panties." She did. They're pink satin and lace, somehow innocent and erotic at the same time.

"Oh," she gasps when I run a finger across the seam of them.

She's already wet and ready for me. I know she has to be sore though. Despite trying to be gentle with her, I was rough…rougher than I intended to be, at any rate. She felt too good, looked to good, sounded too good.

Daddy. Daddy, please!

I groan, my dick aching for release. One little twitch of my finger and her panties are pulled to the side, her slit and little pink asshole peeking out from between her thick thighs. Her juices glisten on her lower lips. My mouth waters at the sight.

"You want me again."

"I always want you, daddy," she moans.

I climb to my feet, seaming my body to her back. She presses against me and moans again. Brushing her hair out of the way, I kiss a hot trail up her neck to her ear, undoing my pants at the same time. The soft hiss of the zipper seems unnaturally loud in the quiet room. We definitely shouldn't be doing this here, but that's not going to stop me. My princess needs me.

"Can you be quiet for daddy, princess?" I ask, biting into the shell of her ear and then soothing the bite with a swipe of my tongue.

"Daddy," she moans, trembling beneath me.

"Shh. We don't want anyone to hear daddy taking this little princess cunt, do we?" I remind her, pulling my cock out.

She feels it against her bottom and moans again. Christ, she's hot for it. She goes wild when I call myself her daddy…which is way fucking hotter than it probably should be. I've never wanted this before, but with her, I need it as badly as she does. I crave it.

I sink a finger inside her, hissing at how tight and wet she is for me. I can't wait to take this cunt again and again. I already know, no matter how many times I get inside her, she'll never loosen up for me. I'll have to fight my way in every time, taking what belongs to me.

"Daddy!" she sobs when I flick her clit with my thumb.

I slide my finger out of her and pop it into my mouth, lining my dick up at her entrance. My stomach clenches as soon as I have her taste on my tongue. I wrap a hand around her hip to hold her steady. Her body resists the intrusion, fighting me exactly as expected before finally letting me in. I slide home in one deep thrust.

She cries out for daddy again, her knees buckling.

I grab her around the waist, holding her up. "Quiet, princess," I growl in her ear. "Or I'll spank your pussy next time we're alone."

"Oh god," she moans, her entire body trembling. Her inner muscles clamp down on me.

"Maybe my princess isn't as innocent as I thought," I groan through a chuckle. "You like the thought of me spanking your cunt, don't you?"

"Yes," she whimpers, pressing back against me. She's breathing so hard I'm worried she's going to hyperventilate.

"Breathe, sweet baby," I murmur, pressing a kiss to her ear. I pump in and out of her. Already, I know I'm not going to last. She feels too good. I slide my hand around her hip, delving it into her panties to stroke her clit.

She gasps my name, her palms flat against the desk.

"I've been thinking about this cunt all day. I'm going to have you bent over every flat surface we come across until you're good and pregnant for me," I mutter, kissing all along her neck. "You have no idea what you've unleashed. Obsession isn't deep enough for what I feel for you. You've made me crazy."

"G-g-good!" she sobs.

I marvel at the evidence that she feels the same for me. The fact that she's been on the same campus as me for four years without me knowing it…it's a painful realization. We could have had this four years ago. I would have been as helpless to resist her then as I am now. I belong to her, body and soul.

"Come for me, princess," I croon when I feel her pussy begin fluttering around my cock. "Give it all to me."

She whimpers my name as she comes all over me, pulling me over the edge with her. I bury my face in her throat to quiet my own groans as my balls cinch up tight, my come spilling into her so hard it borders on pain.

"I love you," I whisper against her ear, breathing raggedly. "God, you have no idea how much I'm going to spoil you, princess. You can have anything. Anything." I punctuate my words with fervent kisses to her soft skin.

"All I want is you," she whispers back.

My heart pulses with emotion. I kiss her again and then regretfully straighten up, not wanting to hurt her by keeping her pinned against the desk. Slipping out of her heat is pure misery. Judging by her little whimper, I don't think she likes it much either.

Once I'm tucked back into my jeans, I help clean her up and straighten her clothes. Her cheeks are pink with embarrassment when I pull her into my arms in my chair, cuddling her up against my chest. She's still so damn innocent.

"You never have to feel shy with me, sweet baby," I murmur, tilting her face up to mine to kiss her. "I plan to know every single inch of this beautiful body and every thought in your head."

She hums against my lips and then sighs. "You might not like them."

"Impossible." I chuckle at her outlandish statement. "There's nothing about you I don't love, Caroline."

"I love you too, daddy."

My dick stirs, making me groan. "Never knew one word could get me so fucking hot," I mutter, chagrined. "As soon as you say it, my dick gets hard."

"Does it bother you?"

"God, no. I love it," I admit.

"Me too," she whispers.