The Way She Burns

“It’s me I don’t trust…” She trails off on a gasp when I nibble down the side of her neck, licking back up to her ear. “It’s me I don’t…recognize when we’re g-giving in.”

My hands are up the back of her dress now, delving into her panties to pet her pretty ass cheeks. Separate and squeeze and smack them. “You’ll learn, baby.” There’s a throb in my throat. My chest. Between my legs. Everywhere. I can hear the beating in my head like a drum. “You’ll learn to let down your physical walls and I’ll learn to let down my emotional ones—as uncomfortable as it makes us, okay? And we’ll both win.”

“Because we’ll be together,” she whispers, looking up at me.

And I’m lost. I’m lost after that. I drag Chloe down, lunging forward and knocking her back into the grass, yanking her skirt up like I’m one of the men from the tavern, trying to take something sacred without permission. But no. No, she’s splaying her thighs for me, opening them so I can fit my hips into the sweet notch of her thighs and rock my angry erection against her pussy roughly while I devour her mouth. Fucking her through our clothing. Grunting through my teeth as I hump, my hands ripping clumps of grass from the ground, her mewling sounds like music in my ears.

“You pleased me all day, Daddy,” she says breathily, girlishly against my lips, her heels raking up and down the backs of my thighs. “I want to make you happy now. Please?”

A moving image demands my attention. Me straddling Chloe’s gorgeous face and unzipping my pants, letting my cock slap out onto her pretty features. “I’ve had this come locked up inside me all day, Chloe. Licking that tight little sugar cunt, dying to get my dick wet. If you tried to blow me right now, I’d fuck that mouth so hard, I would injure you and I’d be an even worse bastard than before.” My hips ride her panty-covered mound with urgent thrusts, a rusted sound of need emanating from deep, deep inside of me. “I might not even make it inside that pussy before I blow. Goddammit.”

“Pretty please,” she says, pouting against my mouth. “Can I ride it out of you?”

It’s not what I think I want.

What I think I want is to yank the crotch of her panties aside and slam into her tiny fuck hole until I pop off and the unholy pressure in my balls is gone. She won’t give me enough power, enough friction if she’s on top—at least that’s what I think. Unable to refuse her anything, I roll us over and unzip my pants, slapping her delectable ass until she falls forward onto my chest with a whimper, kissing me hungrily, dragging her pussy up and down my shaft.

When she lifts her head from our kiss, there’s a new light in her eyes.

And I realize…she’s lost, too. This is Chloe balanced right on the razor’s edge of her sanity, a servant to the abundant lust inside of her. She’s let go of that final reservation. And she’s getting ready to share it with me.

She bites her lip innocently and reaches into my pants, fisting my cock and jacking me teasingly, sweetly, her tongue traveling across the seam of my mouth. “Is it bad to want my Daddy like this?” she purrs, stroking my dick in a tight, tight grip. Just once. Before it goes back to loose and leaves me growling. “Is it bad if we just see…if it fits?”

I’m this fucking close to flipping her over and plowing her cunt until neither one of us can see straight. But I’m not letting my pain get in the way of finding out more. Finding out where her desires run…and exactly how deep. So I can cater to them every day of my life.

“It’ll fit, baby,” I say hoarsely. “God made us to lock together.”

With her swollen mouth resting on top of mine, she works the fat head of my cock beneath the barrier of her panties, keeping me poised just on the outside of her entrance. Making my balls seize up. Throb. Protesting the delay. “God meant us to lock together,” she murmurs. “Even Daddy and little girl?”

I grit my teeth to keep from coming. Oh fuck me. This girl needs something very specific and I will give it to her. Every dark inch of this land she wants to explore. “Not always. We’re special. We have a special kind of fun together.” I knead her lush backside once, then help to tug her panties to the right, stretching them until I hear a rip. Then I give in and tear them all the way off, exposing her bare ass to the ocean. Making her whimper excitedly. “No one understands how badly we want to be…locked together.”