Chapter 7 #2
“No one’s ever given you one before?” I hold my breath. As much as my fantasy tells me she’s pure, reality could taint things, but she quickly shakes her head. Her wet hair dripping rivulets of glistening water onto her creamy skin.
“Never. No one’s ever given me…” My heart is about to ram through my chest wall as I wait for her to finish. “Anything. Not even a kiss. Not a real kiss, I mean. A grown-up kiss…”
“That’s why you danced for me, isn’t it? You knew you would dance and I’d lose control. That I’d want you.”
She nods as she starts to roll her hips, pressing her clit down on the hard muscle as I bounce her small body up and down.
“You were made for me. You were made for this. For pleasing me, for being my toy, my little girl. Who am I?”
I grind her down harder, her fingertips digging into my chest as her mouth falls open, eyes pinned to mine, and I wait, each second creating a memory until she finally answers.
“Daddy.”
“Not just Daddy, your Daddy. Only you,” I grit out, taking one hand and cupping her tit while she rides my thigh, seeking what I’m giving.
She tenses, arching, and I bring my mouth forward, her nipple dancing on my lips, drawing it into my mouth, feeling her start to melt. Her body moves, trying to find relief as I pull her to me, her thigh rubbing against my balls.
“Yes.” Her face twists, pain and pleasure mingling as her fingers dig in harder and I grind her cunt down, hot, as her liquid lust seeps from her perfect little pussy.
“You’re going to come for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she huffs out. “I think so, I’ve never…” She throws her head back, her hands slipping around my shoulders as she humps my thigh, almost riding my hip, her body against mine as we move together.
“Never?”
“No.” She rocks back and forth, her warm breath at my ear. “I could never, I haven’t been able…we share tents and—” She stutters, her thoughts breaking apart. “I just couldn’t.”
“Shhhhh, little one. It’s okay. You were saving it for me. That’s a good girl.”
“Oh god.” She clings tighter, my leg bouncing faster as her body twists and pushes down. She’s found her rhythm, her hips gyrating in circles as she centers her weight on her clit.
“You’re soaking my me, little one. You like riding Daddy’s leg? It makes you feel good, doesn’t it?”
She nods into my shoulder, her arms around the back of my neck as I grip the back of her hair with one hand and look at her face.
“Daddy’s going to give you a grown-up kiss now. You want to be a big girl for me, don’t you?”
“Ahhhh, yes,” she hisses, her eyes no more than slits now, but I see no fear in them, only desire. She needs this, like I do, and I think it’s as shocking to her as it is to me.
She moans as I take her mouth, our tongues finding each other in a manic race to what’s coming. Her body shifting and seeking, her leg giving my balls just enough friction, but who am I kidding? I could shoot off right now just from her fucking scent.
“I want to hear your first orgasm. I want to smell it, then…” I squeeze her tight, her hair in one hand, her ass in my other. “Then I’m going to taste it. So come for me, little sprite. Give me what I need.”
Her thighs tighten on mine and her body tenses. She screams and her hips twitch and twist, a gush of hot liquid lust covers my leg as I cream in my pants. I go off so hard I see fucking stars as her body trembles and I take her mouth again, wanting to taste her while she comes.
Wanting to taste her everywhere.
I dig my fingers into her juicy, ripe ass, and revel in watching her move on my leg until her eyes roll back and she calls my name into the sky.
She’s mine already, there are just details to settle now. Details I’ll settle at the first opportunity.
“That’s it, baby. That’s Daddy’s special girl…you deserve to feel so good.”
She coos and moans, as her hips twitch and her lean body tenses then relaxes, over and over, until my thigh is soaked and I can’t believe how I feel for this girl I barely know.
“Look at you.” I brush her hair behind her ear as she pants and tries to focus. “I bet you taste sweeter than that cotton candy they sell at the fair.”
She gives me a little shrug as I kiss her, slower this time, sweeter, because as much as I want to fuck her into forever, I want to cherish her like she’s my own daughter.
I can’t believe I just thought that…
“I can’t believe I just did that,” she breathes, and it’s as though she’s inside my head neither of us sure about what’s happening here. I run my hands down her back, hugging her into me for reassurance.
“I can’t believe it either, but it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
Her eyes snap wide, exotic pools of hope and doubt. “That can’t be true.” Her voice falters, the little girl inside needing someone to be her champion against the world. And I am here to take that position.
I pinch her chin, forcing her sight line to mine.
“That is true. I don’t understand it all either, I’ll be honest, but I know what I know. I haven’t touched a woman since I was young and stupid. And, I’m not young and stupid anymore.”
We stare at each other for a moment, the summer sun breaking through the branches, making her stunning face look like a masterpiece in the warm light.
“But I am.” She smiles, her eyes lighting with a youthful twinkle as her voice takes on a childlike quality, and that part of me she’s unearthed grows stronger.
“Yes, baby, you are young. But far from stupid.” I lick my lips, then look down her body, my eyes on the little patch of dark hair above her pussy lips.
“Stand up.” I lift her as I give her the instruction and move her to stand between my spread legs.
“Reach down and get some of your sweet juice on your fingers and feed it to me.”
“What?”
“Baby, do as I say or your ass is going to be over my knee. It’s what I want, and part of your job will be to give me what I want.”
She eyes me with a moment of doubt, but then nipping her lip, the mixture of purity and vixen lights her face, making my dick even harder.
She slowly runs her fingers down between her barely-there tits, over her flat belly, between where her hip bones are more prominent than they should be and finally into the honey pot that already has me under its spell.
Her lips fall open as she reaches down, her fingers wiggling between her little pussy lips before she draws them back upward.
“Like this?” She pouts, holding her slick, soaked fingers in front of her, splaying them wide, showing me the shimmering webbing of her cum stretching between them.
“Now, feed me…” I open my mouth, grabbing her wrist and pulling it forward. Her fingers slide inside and her flavor rushes through me like a lava, burning me from the inside out, and I’ve never imagined tasting heaven, but this is it.
Sweet and addicting, and I know I’ll never get enough.
“More,” I command, and she complies, repeating the actions and slipping more of her delicious sticky release between my lips.
I pull her close, kissing her everywhere within reach in between her fingerfuls of silky nectar, and I know if I don’t stop here, this train is going to run off the tracks.
As much as I want to mount her virgin cunt on my steel rod right here, it’s too soon. I need her trust as much as I need her pussy and I’m willing to wait, even though it feels like it’s going to kill me.
“Such a good girl.” I cup her cheek and get to my feet, adjusting my hard-on into the most comfortable position possible as she looks down to see the obvious bulge. “Have you ever even seen a man before?”
Her bright eyes turn sad and I already want to hurt someone. “Yes and no. I mean, some of the men in our family, group…whatever you call it, they like to tease us. They get drunk and show it to us then—”
Rage engulfs me like a tornado and I have to put my hand over her mouth or I’m going to go postal on every one of those fuckers in her little tribe.
“Sorry, baby. You’re going to have to finish that story another time.
I’m carrying a gun, and I have to make sure I’m around to take care of you. Sorry.”
I drop my hand, barely able to see straight, but I have to stay calm for her.
“It’s okay. It’s not a life like most people know.” The break in her voice tells me I may have to kill someone after all.
“Well, your life is about to change.”
She gives me a sad smile, her lips tight as she looks up at the sky. “I really should get back. Father will want me there for tonight’s performance. It’s where we get the most tips. The patrons have been drinking most of the day and they get a little freer with their money.”
I growl. The thought of anyone with their eyes on her only fuels my red rage. But tearing her away from her ‘family’ right now may be premature. I want her to believe in me and what I see for us, even if it’s going at lightning speed.
“Fine. We’ll go, but I’m staying to watch. No one is going to touch my pretty baby. No one but me.”