Possessive Baby Daddy

He fills me to the brim. I don’t know how he does it, but his cock takes me and makes me feel an incredible painful pleasure that I’ve never imagined before in my life. He strokes in and out, taking me, but slowly at first. He kisses my neck and grabs my hair tight.

“What do you think?” he whispers. “Do you think you could do this more often, my little Klara? Take my big cock between your legs?”

“Oh, god, yes,” I moan. “Oh, please, yes.”

He chuckles and slaps my ass. “You’re greedy for it. You’re desperate to take me.”

“Please,” I groan, wiggling my hips.

“I love that about you. When you finally let down your guard, the pleasure completely overwhelms you. It drives me wild, just like it drives you wild.”

I moan as he kisses me over my shoulder and fucks me.

He’s right, I know he’s right. I lose control of myself, but it’s good, it’s so good. The world dissolved around us into pastel colors of pleasure and intensity, and that’s all I need from him, just deep strokes, guttural growls, moaning grunts, and pleasure, so much pleasure.

It rolls along my skin. I shiver and shimmy my hips, pushing back along his length. He strokes again and again, driving me mad with it, driving me wild. I feel sweat on my skin as we move, as we writhe, as we fuck.

As he takes me.

He turns me, sits down, lets me straddle him. I arch my back and slide down his length, taking him deep between my legs with a low moan. I throw my head back and he fucks me deep, licks my nipples, sucks them, grabs my hair, slaps my ass.

He’s right, I could do this over and over again. I could let him take me and give me this pleasure, let him make the world disappear. I’m lost in the moment, stuck in this body, this pleasure, this embrace. I could ride him again and again and let that world-shattering orgasm rip through my spine. I know I could, and I’d be happy, letting him have me, being nothing more than a body and pleasure.

But god, that’s what scares me the most, how easily I want to give him everything.

He grabs my hair and kisses my neck. “No thinking,” he whispers. “I can see the gears turning. No more thinking, my Klara.” He lifts me up and carries me into the bedroom. I gasp when he throws me down on my bed. It’s messy, I haven’t had time to make it, but he doesn’t seem to care. He throws back the top sheet and spreads my legs wide, licking me top to bottom before sliding himself deep between my legs.

I feel him fill me and it’s like coming home. Like the world waking up around me, except the world is only this room.

I dig my fingers into his back, his amazing, muscular back. He strokes in and out of me, his breathing deep and husky. I’m gasping for air with each stroke, each time he fills me and fucks me, the motion of our bodies making the bed shake just enough to thump a soft rhythm against the wall.

He keeps going, fucking me, growling in my ear. “God, you feel good,” he says. “Tight and wet, every inch of you wrapping around my thick cock. Do you have any clue how badly I want to fill you, fuck you, make you mine? Oh, fucking hell, Klara.”

He pins my hands above my head, licks my nipples, fucks me faster. I writhe and wiggle my hips against him, needing it, needing it so badly. I can feel the glow growing, building inside, building into an intense skull-shaking thump that makes my mind want to scream, it feels almost too good.

“Go ahead, little darling. Go ahead and come for me, if you can handle it. Lose yourself, let me give you that.”

I push back against him. He pushes me down harder, pinning me, making me his. I let him have me as I writhe my hips against his hips, pushing and moaning, the pleasure building into an inescapable pressure.

“Yes,” I gasp. “Oh, yes. Shaun, don’t stop. Oh, yes, oh, god yes, keep going.”

He fucks me like an animal, hard and deep, making me moan, making me gasp. The pressure keeps building, the pleasure threatening to overwhelm.

But I embrace it, dive into it, let it take me past the point of no return. He releases my wrists and I dig my fingers into his shoulders again as he fucks me rough and deep.

The orgasm bursts along my skin, making my back arch, my head toss back. I gasp his name and come hard along his shaft as he fills me, fucking me faster, harder, growling like an animal. I shudder and shake, devolve into nothing more than moans and pleasure as a smile breaks out across my lips.