Chapter Thirteen
Ghost
I groan as she moves her sweet pussy up and down over my length as her mouth fights for only seconds with mine before succumbing to my dominance. Fuck, she's sweeter than I thought she could ever possibly be. I guess she's straight sugar from the inside out, and I’ll be damned if I ever give another fucker the opportunity to get addicted. I pull back once more, wanting, needing to see her eyes. Make sure they are clear of panic. As I pull back, she moans, sits straight up, and slides her wet lips over my rock-hard cock once again, but this time with sweet, tortuous pressure.
“Fuck, I won't be able to hold off if you keep that up, Bunny,” I tell her, on the edge of my control. Her big, innocent eyes meet mine as she shyly wiggles again. I hold her tighter, closing my eyes and trying to memorize this moment and this feeling.
“I-I’ve never actually done, um, this. I-I m-mean willingly, or I guess… on purpose. Not to say the alley wasn’t willing… but you know what I mean…” she rambles, squeezing her eyes shut. I know she is feeling awkward about this conversation. However, she still rubs her pussy along me again, determined not to back down.
“Bunny, look at me.” When her eyes meet mine, I let her in on a little secret, hoping to ease her fears. “I wouldn't be what you would call the most experienced, either. I didn't have a great childhood and had to be an adult long before I should have. My town was small; everyone knew everyone, and most of us were related. There weren’t many opportunities for a fella to fuc- I mean, find some company.” Fuck, I sound like an idiot. Her small giggle has me smiling softly and kissing the tip of her nose before continuing.
“When I got to the military, I was sent straight from basic to tech school before I was picked up to go to training for special forces. Right after that, I was deployed. Over and over again. There was one night when I finally let the loneliness crash over me. A mission had gone to hell, and I almost lost my best friend. This woman sat next to me at a bar, and we started talking. One thing led to another, and we had a one-night stand. I went back on deployment. Not thinking I’d ever see her again. When I got back, she contacted me. She told me she was pregnant. I wasn't ecstatic, to say the least. I didn't know this woman in the least. Still, I knew I needed to care for her, and there was no way I would abandon my baby. I have never regretted Piper in my life. She was a miracle, my miracle. Still, I stayed with her mama so Piper could have a stable home. I never strayed in my marriage. I was always loyal. I can't say the same for her, but that's water under the bridge.”
I take a deep breath, looking to see Tizzy enthralled in my story. I decide to finish, wanting to get this out and over. “I was held prisoner for a while after my wife was killed, and then the next few years were spent getting the team and all of this setup. I wasn't a perfect angle, but just know you have nothing to worry about with me. We are in this, here, together, Bunny. No one but us.”
I don't expect her to throw herself at me, but I shouldn't be surprised. Things quickly heat up, and before I can think better of it, I have her turned over with me on top, taking control. I gaze down at Tizzy, her petite form almost swallowed up by my oversized t-shirt. Her eyes are wide and eager as she looks up at me. I run my fingers through her soft hair, savoring the silky texture.
"Such a good girl," I murmur. A pretty blush spreads across her cheeks at my words.
I lean down and capture her lips in a deep kiss. She melts against me, her small hands coming up to clutch at my bare shoulders. I trail kisses along her jaw and down her neck, relishing her little gasps and sighs.
"Please… Daddy," she whimpers as I suck gently at her pulse point. She stumbles over the title; I can tell she’s nervous about it. Honestly, knowing her past now, I am rather shocked by it myself, but fuck if it doesn’t make my cock leak, and I have to bite back a primal growl at the sweet sound of the honorific on her lips. If this is something she wants and needs to help heal and reclaim a part of her past, I am more than here to help.
"Please what, baby girl? Tell daddy what you need," I tease, nipping lightly at her earlobe.
"Touch me," she pleads, squirming beneath me.
I slide my hand under the t-shirt, caressing the soft skin of her belly. "Like this?" I ask innocently.
She shakes her head frantically. "More," she demands.
I chuckle and slowly inch my hand higher.
The room around us sizzles with the heat our tangled bodies created. The air is thick and heavy, like a warm blanket enveloping us. My hands venture down her supple thighs, caressing every inch of her silky skin. Tizzy's nipples harden into tempting little buds, begging for more attention. "Mmm, Daddy likes when his little girl is so excited for him," I rasp in her ear, causing her to shiver under my touch.
I hook my fingers into the hem of my oversized t-shirt, loving the look of her in it but needing it gone, and begin to lift it up. Her porcelain skin is like a canvas, desperate for my masterful strokes. My mouth finds her neck, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses from her collarbone to the sensitive spot behind her ear. She gasps my name, arching her back into me, silently pleading for more.
With a wicked grin, I slide my boxers off, revealing my rock-hard length aching for release. Tizzy's eyes widen when she sees me, her pupils darkening with desire. I can't help but feel a surge of pride at her reaction. I lean in close, my breath hot against her ear. "Is this what you want, baby girl? You want Daddy to make you feel good?"
She nods frantically, her cheeks flushed a deep pink. "Yes, please, Daddy," she whimpers.
I trail my fingers lightly up her inner thigh, reveling in the way she squirms beneath my touch. When I reach her center, I find her already slick with arousal. "So wet for me," I murmur approvingly.
I slowly circle her clit with my thumb, watching her face contort with pleasure. Her hips buck up, seeking more friction. "Patience, Bunny," I chide gently.
I continue to tease her, building her up slowly. Her breathy moans and sighs fill the room as I work her closer to the edge. Just as she's about to tumble over, I pull back.
She lets out a frustrated whine. "Please, Daddy, I need more."
"What do you need, baby? Tell Daddy exactly what you want."
Her face flushes even deeper pink, but she meets my eyes with determination. "I… I want you inside me, Daddy. Please."
The raw need in her voice sends a jolt of electricity down my spine. I position myself at her entrance, the head of my cock just barely pressing against her. "Are you sure, baby girl? There's no going back after this."
"Yes," she breathes. "I'm sure. I want this. I want you."
With a low groan, I slowly push into her tight heat. Her walls clench around me as I sink deeper, inch by delicious inch. Tizzy gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders.
"You okay, Bunny?" I ask, stilling my movements.
She nods, biting her lip. "Just… give me a moment to adjust."
I pepper her face with soft kisses as she relaxes around me. When she starts to wiggle her hips impatiently, I take that as my cue to move. I start with slow, deep thrusts, savoring every sensation. Tizzy moans beneath me, her legs wrapping around my waist to pull me closer.
I increase my pace, driven by Tizzy's enthusiastic responses. Her breathy moans and whimpers urge me on as I thrust deeper, harder. The room fills with the sounds of our lovemaking - skin against skin, gasps of pleasure, murmured endearments.
"That's it, baby girl," I growl. "Take all of Daddy's cock. You're doing so well."
Tizzy keens at my words, her back arching off the bed. I can feel her getting close, her inner walls fluttering around me. I slip a hand between us to rub tight circles on her clit.
"Come for me, Bunny," I command. "Let Daddy feel you fall apart."
With a cry of ecstasy, she obeys. Her body goes taut as a bowstring as her climax crashes over her. The pulsing of her orgasm triggers my own release, and I groan as I empty myself inside her.
We collapse together in a tangle of sweaty limbs, both panting heavily. I gather Tizzy close, pressing soft kisses to her forehead. "You did so good, baby," I murmur, stroking her hair gently. "So perfect for Daddy."
Tizzy nuzzles into my chest, a contented sigh escaping her lips. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion.
I tilt her chin up, meeting her eyes. "Are you okay? Was that… alright?"
She nods, a shy smile playing on her lips. "More than alright. It was… healing, in a way. Like reclaiming something that was taken from me."
My heart swells with a mixture of pride and protectiveness. I pull her closer, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "I'm glad, Bunny. You deserve to feel safe and loved."
We lay in comfortable silence for a while, basking in the afterglow. Eventually, Tizzy stirs, propping herself up on an elbow to look at me. "Can we… do that again sometime?"
I can't help but chuckle at her eager expression. "Anytime you want, baby girl. Daddy's here for whatever you need."
Her face lights up with a radiant smile, and I feel my heart skip a beat. This is everything. She is everything. Everything I will burn the world to protect and keep in my arms as reality crumbles around us.