Chapter 26
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Amber awoke the following morning with the first light.
The fear of demonically possessed clowns—and Oklahoma City—had thankfully left her sometime in the night. In fact, she hadn’t even woken up at all.
That made sense, she thought as she looked over to the sleeping form of Sawyer lying next to her. She could feel the warmth of his body radiating toward her.
Of course you didn’t wake up. You were in Daddy’s arms.
She felt a little naughty as she lifted the covers enough to fully drink in the sight of his exquisite body. But she couldn’t help herself. There he was wearing only black boxer-briefs, his skin taut and rippling with corded strength.
It was a soft moan escaping her lips that first alerted her to the fact that her hand had slid in the waistband of her panties and was massaging her pubic mound.
She hadn’t even realized it.
That moan was quiet, but evidently loud enough to awaken the sleeping giant. Sawyer shifted in the bed until he was looking at her with that sexy, devilish smirk of his.
“What are you doing, little girl?”
Amber thought of retracting her hand as discreetly as possible, but it wouldn’t do a bit of good. Thanks to her having pulled the covers back to look at him, she was now, ironically, the one exposed.
She opened her mouth to speak but only a giggle came out. Finally, she said, “I guess I’m being a naughty girl, Daddy.”
“Hmm. Not naughty. You just have needs.” He shifted until he was propped up on one elbow. “Does Daddy need to tend to those needs?”
Excitement roiled in the pit of her stomach, but it was mixed with a healthy dose of nervousness, too. She reached for a pillow and bashfully covered half her face with it.
“What’s wrong, honey?”
“Daddy. You know I’ve never…” She sighed. “I don’t even know where to start.”
The pillow was moved a second before Sawyer’s lips found hers. After a long, lingering kiss, he said, “It’s Daddy’s job to teach you. But you had a pretty good idea where to start, little girl.”
She let out a sharp breath as his hand landed atop hers inside her panties. She cooed as he kissed her neck up and down. His lips went to her ears, nibbled on them for a moment, and then whispered, “I’m going to get my little girl good and wet first. Lie still and let Daddy work.”
He then kissed another trail down her neck before moving lower, over her clothed chest and to the part of her stomach that was exposed thanks to the short cami she wore.
The kisses tickled and excited her.
She scrunched her neck and giggled some more as he continued kissing her stomach, moving lower and lower.
He then reached where their hands had been moments earlier.
“Daddy’s going to pull these cute little undies down, babydoll.”
“Daddy!” she cried as a chill rocked her entire body.
She’d never felt so exposed and vulnerable—or so excited—in her whole life. As he worked the panties down her legs and all the way clear of her feet, she was already writhing in sensual expectation.
“Mmm. That’s where Daddy wants to kiss,” Sawyer said, tapping her wet slit. “I need to taste my sweet girl.”
She was dripping now and needed relief so badly. His mere touch was making her legs tremble.
But apparently, he was going to make her wait a moment for that blessed relief. Instead of going for the grand prize, he kissed her thighs, starting from the knees and moving higher and higher. It was pure, exquisite torture. Amber was dying, literally dying it seemed, to feel his lips on her womanhood. She couldn’t take the wait and began moving her hips, thrusting them upward to make her point.
"Fair enough," he said with a chuckle. "Daddy won't make you wait any longer."
His warm tongue slid between her pussy lips and she cried out in pleasure. Something was building in her core and the pressure grew to be immense in just moments.
What was happening? she wondered.
That's when she realized she was already inching toward climax. She both wanted to get there and never to reach it, all at the same time.
Her body couldn't hold out long. And Daddy seemed to know exactly what he was doing. He'd have her there soon.
As Sawyer lapped away, lashing her clit again and again with his warm, wet tongue, she began moaning and whimpering louder and louder. It felt amazing, but she knew that she wasn’t going to be able to contain the ecstasy inside her much longer.
Sawyer was making sure of that.
When he slipped two fingers into her tightness, the dam broke.
Her cries were primal as her body convulsed and jerked uncontrollably. Her eyes squeezed shut and she could see a burst of starry light behind the lids. Even throughout her thrashing, Daddy never let up, continuing to feast upon her in a frenzied state.
And it just kept coming, wave after wave of pleasure. She was drowning in bliss and loving every minute of it. Finally, though, Daddy showed mercy and eased up. Amber panted hard, catching her breath.
That's when she realized he hadn't stopped for her benefit.
Nope.
It was his turn. He couldn't hold out. Daddy needed to be deep inside her tight, virgin pussy. He hadn't said it, but there was no need to.
The ravenous look in his eyes told her everything she needed to know.
She was in for it.
Mmm.
She was just starting to regain control when Sawyer sat up and positioned himself above her. His cock was in his hand and he stroked it, his eyes never leaving hers.
"It's time, little girl," he told her.
She was a quivering mess, but somehow, she managed to nod.
"Daddy will go slow. Hold my hand, honey."
He positioned himself on top of her and grabbed one of his hands in hers.
"You clamp down if you need to. Okay?"
"Yes, S-sir," she replied in a nervous, breathless voice.
"Here we go, my love."
"Daddy!" she cried just as he pushed the mushroomed tip past her lips.
She winced and sucked in a hiss of air through her gritted teeth.
"Shh. Take a deep breath, honey. It'll all be okay."
She obeyed, and as she exhaled, he eased in more and more. The stretching of her walls hurt, but she liked the full feeling and the fact that Sawyer was inside her. It was something she'd waited her whole life for.
She'd waited for Daddy.
"Is my girl okay?"
She smiled. "Yes, Daddy. "
"You sure?" He kissed her before she responded.
"Everything is... just... perfect."
White-hot pain surged through her body, and for a moment, she wondered if she'd have to tap out. But that wasn't an option, she reminded herself. Sure, Daddy would stop if she needed him to. But she couldn't let that happen. Just a few more seconds and things would get better. Right?
The pressure continued to mount. Then, it was as if something inside her popped, and after a moment of searing pain, overwhelming pleasure began to take root.
Sawyer kissed her softly again and began easing himself in and out. As he did, his thickness rubbed against her clit. Amber was instantly stimulated and ready for another climax.
"Oh, Daddy!" she screamed as the sensation mounted and her entire body became a ball of fire.
"Honey," he growled through clinched teeth. "Oh, little girl. You're... so... tight."
She managed to open her eyes long enough to see his face contorted in anguish. Her tightness was too much for him to take and it wouldn't be long before he came, she knew.
It wouldn't be long for her, either.
"Daddy!" she cried again as the pleasure began to reach its boiling point once more.
"Fuck," he grunted.
He'd picked up the pace, slamming into her harder and faster. Each time he hit her cervix, she cried out in a mix of delight and pain. She couldn't hold it any longer. Her body shook and her eyes rolled back into her head as the climax tore through her.
"Babygirl," he groaned. "I can't... I can't... baby!"
She felt the gush of his warm, sticky cum and opened her mouth wide as if screaming silently while he drained every last drop into her fertile womb. She giggled at the feeling of it oozing out and onto the bed. He collapsed on top of her, his face in her hair, and his breathing ragged.
Amber felt her heart pounding hard, her breaths coming just as fast and rough. She was a quivering mess, the aftermath of the orgasm still gripping her.
"I love you, babygirl."
"I love you, too, Daddy," she managed to say.
She was still an incoherent mess as she was taken into Daddy's arms. Despite having just woken up, at some point, she drifted off to sleep again.
Feeling so thoroughly loved and safe in Daddy's protective arms.