Sebastian’s lips graze over mine and neither one of us can seem to break eye contact. This part of me I’ve always guarded so tightly from other men? I give it to him freely. Letting him see past the woman to the girl beneath. She needs a firm hand, to be cherished, to be used for wicked purposes. All of it. Only from him.
He leans back a little, his right hand moving between us to toy with the tie of my robe. Through the thickness of the terrycloth, I can feel the heat of his touch and it makes my thighs jerk around his hips. I can feel the shift in the energy between us, this man turning from Sebastian to Daddy right in front of my eyes.
Slowly, he loosens the belt of my robe. “Have you been taking those pills I bought you?”
Breathless, I nod dutifully. Obviously he didn’t buy me any pills. He’s setting up part of our fantasy scenario and it sends a thrill of anticipation through me. “Yes, I’ve been taking them.”
“That’s my good girl.”
He parts my robe all the way, exposing my body, which is naked except for my sodden, stretched out panties. “But why do I have to take them?”
Sebastian traces a fingertip down the center of my body, starting at the hollow of my throat and ending at the rosebud that’s sewn into the waistband of my underwear. He hooks that finger beneath the elastic and begins drawing the white panties down my legs. “Remember when we were in the living room and you took my cock in your mouth?”
A flush floods my cheeks. “Yes.”
“Remember my come going down your pretty little throat?”
I bite my lip and nod again, the muscles in my abdomen spasming over the terribly delicious way he’s speaking to me.
Sebastian tosses away my panties and cups his hand around my womanhood. “This time, I’m going to put my seed in here. Deep, deep inside here, darling.”
“Isn’t that how babies are made?”
“That’s what the pills are for. Alice and Daddy need to fuck without having to answer any difficult questions nine months down the road.” Sebastian removes the robe from around my shoulders and I almost gasp at the sensation of being exposed, in the center of this huge, heavenly bed, knowing he plans to be inside me soon. Next, he stands, making me watch as he strokes his erection through the light material of his boxer briefs, gritting his teeth when a spot of wet appears near the tip. “Someday I’ll take you far away from here and make your belly nice and round, over and over again. Someday.” He shakes his head while looking me over. “When you look old enough to pass for my young wife.”
His briefs come off, leaving us both naked, and he prowls over me on the bed, his tongue licking a path from my belly all the way up to my throat.
“You make me so crazy, little girl,” he breathes, his mouth descending down again, going lower than my belly this time. His teeth scrape over the bare flesh of my mound, before he kisses it gently. Once, twice, a third time. His hands are on my knees, moving them apart and I whimper, fisting the bedcovers when he parts my folds with his tongue, seeking out my already sensitive clit. “Still so swollen from riding my face, aren’t you?”
“Please. Please.”
“Please, what? Lick you again?”
“Yes,” I whisper, closing my eyes.
“No, no. You’re going to look this time. We’re not dancing around what this is anymore.” He gives my femininity a light swat.” I’m finally licking and fucking my sweet, little Alice tonight and she knows it. She’s asking for it.”
Inundated with lust, I look down my body through the fine haze of desire, watching my breasts heave, their nipples in aroused crowns. I watch Sebastian’s tongue dip between my flesh and pet my clit, plumping it further by rubbing it with incredible texture. His middle finger pushes inside me and unlike earlier on the couch, I don’t encounter an uncomfortable twinge. No, it feels wonderful and fills me with the most exciting pressure.
He worries my sensitive bud between his lips and adds a second finger inside me, stretching my walls and making my cry out. There is pleasure folded into the new feeling, but it promises to be so intense, it takes me looking into Sebastian’s eyes to trust it. But I do and with one final flick of his tongue against my clit, my orgasm crashes down on me. With the upheaval of sensation taking away my ability to see, my hips buck—at least until Sebastian pins them down with his own, anchoring my quivering body to the bed. Oh it’s so good. It feels so good.
“This first time might seem a little frantic, darling.” He pushes his fisted shaft between the lips of my sex, leaving it poised at the entrance and his breath turns labored. “You’ve had me worked up for a very long time.”