fraid to. I don’t want to get spanked.”
He snorted and then lowered his head to take her lips.
She tightened her arms around his neck and opened herself up to him.
He lifted his head and groaned at the desire-filled look on her face and her red puffy lips.
“Will you make love to me, da … daddy?”
His eyes closed as if he were in pain. “Oh, hell,” he murmured.
“Is it okay to call you that?”
“Hell, yeah.” Patrick gritted his teeth as a wave of need so intense raced through him. He lifted her high against his chest, stood, and walked them into his bedroom, slamming the door closed behind them with his foot before laying her on his bed.
He stripped her quickly before tearing at his own clothes.
“If you want to change your mind, this is the time to do it,” he cautioned.
Eve’s stare roamed all over him before going back to his face, and then she shook her head. She held her arms out and waited.
He groaned and fell on top of her on the bed, being careful to keep most of his weight on his arms. He pressed hard kisses to her lips until they were red and swollen before moving lower and taking first one and then the other nipple into his mouth and sucked firmly.
He slid one hand down between them and speared his finger between her pussy lips, making her squeak. He thrust one finger into her, being careful not to break through her hymen.
“This is what my cock is going to feel like fucking your cunt, baby. Only better. It will hurt to get it in you the first time, but after that, you’ll beg me to fuck you all the time.”
She whimpered as she clutched his shoulders, digging in her nails. “Please.”
He lifted his head. “What, baby girl? You want your daddy to fuck this little cunt?”
“Yes. Please, daddy,” she begged.
He switched his one finger with two, stretching her tight cunt. “Soon, baby, you’re just about ready.”
He slipped his fingers out of her, brought them to his mouth, and sucked them clean. “Jesus, baby, you’re an addiction.”
He spread her legs and made a place between her thighs. He adjusted his cock until the tip was lined up with her pussy.
He looked down at her. “I want you to say, ‘Daddy, please fuck me.’ Can you do that?”
She nodded. “Please, daddy. Please f … fuck me.”
“Hang on to me,” he said. The moment he felt her hands on his shoulders, he thrust into her, taking her cherry in one quick move, hoping it would be easier on her. He stayed frozen inside her as she tried to dislodge his body.
“No, Daddy. It hurts. Stop,” she cried out as tears rolled down her temples and into her hair.
“Shh, baby. It’s going to be fine. I promise. Just give it a minute. Trust me. The pain will go away shortly, and you’ll never feel this way again.”
Eve sniffed and nodded. After a few minutes, she slowly relaxed under him.
He knew it wouldn’t long before the pain receded, and the heat started to build inside of her again.
“How are you doing?” he asked her.
“I’m better,” she said and sniffed.
“Let’s try it.” Patrick slowly pulled out and pushed back in. “How’s that feel, baby?”