Chapter 6 #2
“Wha-Why’d you stop?” She frowned and came up on her elbows. “Where’s the condom? Did you forget how to put it on since it’s been a minute since you’ve used one?”
“Hell, I’ve been using condoms longer than you’ve—you know what? I really don’t wanna finish that sentence.” I twisted around and sat on the foot of the bed. “Fuck. Fuck!”
Now I felt all kinds of dirty. Scummy. I vowed to never be that guy, but look at me now.
Shit.
“Um…” Saylor’s hand brushed against my shoulder like she was afraid to touch me. “Are you okay?”
“Are you?” The words came out like an accusation. I groaned and buried my face in my hands. “Sorry. I’m an ass. Clearly, considering I was going to sleep with you when you’re looking like that.”
“Like what?”
“You’ve got question marks all over your face. You’re clearly not sure about me—about this. And I almost…” I groaned again.
“You didn’t almost do anything. You’re not even wearing the condom, for crying out loud. You didn’t get anywhere near almost fucking me… Unfortunately.”
“What? No. You were looking all unsure. Clearly you don’t wanna do this.”
“Are you really going to make me beg? Please fuck me, Mal—I mean, Daddy.”
I closed my eyes. “Christ.”
“Look. If you were seeing uncertainty, it’s only because I’ve never done this before.” Her breasts jiggled as she gestured between us.
I tried really hard not to watch them.
And I mostly failed.
Shaking my head, I turned her words over in my head. “But you said earlier tonight that you’re not a virgin…?”
Saylor rolled her eyes. “I don’t mean sex. I just mean, I’ve never had a fling or whatever this is before. I’ve always been in a relationship when I’ve slept with guys…both guys.”
“Two?! That’s your number? Two? Seriously?”
She made a face. “So what?”
“Oh, I’m definitely going to hell. I mean, not that it was in question before, but this clinches it. I’m an old, dirty fucking man.”
Saylor squealed as I pounced, taking her down in a tangle of limbs and that fucking dress.
Pushing it impatiently out of my way, I palmed her tit in my right hand as I kissed her. I wanted her to know that I wanted her. That she was so fucking sexy, it’d taken everything inside me to turn away from her. I kissed her for an impossibly long time.
I kissed her until I forgot how to breathe.
Breaking our kiss with a gasp, I nuzzled my nose along her cheek while my fingers kept playing with her nipple. “You still game? Need a little more foreplay?”
“Oh god.” Her head fell back, and I kissed a path down her neck to her amazing tits. “Yes to all of it. More of that. And definitely more of the sex stuff. Anything really.”
“Aww, baby girl,” I murmured as I nuzzled her breast. “You’re so agreeable when you’re horny.”
She moaned. “Anything you want, Daddy.”
“Fuck me.”
I scrambled across the bed to find the dropped condoms. And then I fumbled with the stupid thing once I unwrapped it.
Saylor sprawled back with a smirk curving her lips like she was so fucking proud of how flustered I was. Like it was because of her.
She was totally right.
Then I was the one grinning as I crawled up the bed on my knees with my dick bobbing in front of me like a dowsing rod seeking an underground spring.
What? I saw it on a viral video.
But Saylor’s eyes widened.
“That—You’re not, I mean, there’s no way.”
I grinned. “You’re sweet, baby, but I don’t need the ego trip.
It’ll fit. I’m not any bigger than the guys you’ve been with before.
” Once I settled between her thighs but still on my knees, I reached out and ran my thumb over her still wet folds.
“And you’re still dripping for me, baby.
It’s gonna be fine. Now be a good girl and give me a kiss. ”
Her breath hitched when I asked her to be a good girl. Noted.
I braced myself on either side of her and bent down to capture her lips again. In seconds, she was lost in our kiss again. She almost didn’t notice me prodding her sex with my dick. Almost. She stiffened ever so slightly.
Breaking our kiss, I leaned on one arm and guided my dick into her folds with my other hand. She immediately clenched around me so tightly I had to stop with only the tip inside her.
“Ah, baby girl, you’re killing me here. Fuck.”
She winced and looked up at me with wide eyes. “I was serious. There’s no way you’re going to fit.”
I checked my eyeroll before it began. “I’m gonna need you to take a deep breath.”
Her eyes widened again. “Because you’re going to push it in?!”
“Fuck. No. So you relax some. I couldn’t even fit a finger in you right now with the way you’re clenching.
I swear, we’re going to go at your speed, but you gotta relax a bit.
We’re not gonna get anywhere with you all tense.
” I reached out and feathered my thumb against her labia, feeling her stretched around the head of my dick.
Fuck, maybe she was right. I might’ve been the biggest she’d had.
Distraction. That was what we needed.
I shifted forward so I could kiss her while keeping one hand teasing her distended clit. She whined deep in her throat but kissed me back.
Little by little, I pressed into her as she relaxed around me until I was finally seated inside her tight little pussy.
It took everything inside me not to roar and just pound away. I’d never felt a pussy grip me so tight. It was the best and worst sensation all at the same time.
Saylor apparently agreed because she rolled her hips under me, trying to take control.
I gave her flank a playful, little slap. “Who’s in charge here?”
She squealed, and her eyes flared. But I felt the telltale clench of her sex around me. Someone liked a little slap with their tickle.
I grinned down at her. “That didn’t sound like an answer.” I gave her another spank. “Who’s in charge here?”
“You are, Daddy.”
My dick flexed in response. “Fuck yeah. Now be a good girl and take my dick.”
She moaned and tightened around me again. She might just come here and now without any more friction.
Fuck, I might too.
Without another word, I took over, thrusting into her wet pussy. The sound of our panting breaths competed with the wet slaps of our bodies. Saylor whimpered beneath me. Her hands clutching at my shoulders, urging me closer or faster or maybe just hanging on.
She was close. I feathered a finger between our bodies on her clit.
“Such a fucking good girl. Taking her daddy’s dick.” I groaned.
She squealed and clenched hard around me. Her grasping pussy strangling me so hard I saw stars for a second.
And a second later, I was following her over the edge.
Dropping down on my arms on either side of her, I groaned loud and long as my dick pumped the condom full of my cum. I’d never come so hard.
Fuck.
After a long, long minute, I grasped the condom at the base of my dick and slowly pulled free of her tight pussy. I wavered on my knees for a second. I know, I know I needed to get rid of the condom, but I couldn’t really walk at the moment.
Spying a little trash can near the bed, I rolled off the bed and staggered over to it and tossed the condom. Then I stumbled back to the bed and collapsed on my back.
“That was fucking amazing.”
Saylor giggled and rolled toward me, burying her face in my chest. “Thank you.”
Her words were muffled against my skin, but I heard them all the same. And I felt an answering pang in my chest.
“Pretty sure that’s my line, baby. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
She murmured something back at me, but I was too tired to focus on the words. I just needed a minute, then I’d get out of her hair.
That was the last thought I had before sleep took over.