Chapter Eleven #2
“Maybe if Daddy filled me up, he’d know how sorry I am.” I blink slowly as I stare up at him, water pounding against his wide back. “Maybe if he was the first to take my little pussy he’d know I belonged to him.”
“Don’t toy with me, baby girl. If you tell Daddy to take you, he’s going to take you hard.” His tone is deep and rough as he stares at me, wildness in his eyes.
“I want you,” I say again, bending onto the wooden bench in the back corner of the shower.
He growls low and positions himself behind me, the tip of his thick cock sliding against my soaking hole. “It’s going to hurt, baby. I felt how tight you were yesterday. Are you sure you’re ready?”
“Yes!” I wiggle my ass backward against his dick, hungry and desperate for every inch of his hard, throbbing pole. “Fuck me!”
“Fuck,” he growls low, thrusting into me with pressure as he draws in a sharp breath. “Spread your legs a little further. You’re so tight.”
I only have so much room on this little bench, but I draw my legs apart a bit further, bending forward as far as I can.
I’m sure there’s a more romantic way to lose your virginity. Maybe candles and some eye contact, or rose petals and some extra-long foreplay, I don’t know and I don’t care, because right now I need this man to drain his balls inside of me or I’m going to lose it.
“Good girl,” he groans. “You take Daddy’s cock so well, baby. So fucking well. My filthy, little, baby slut taking Daddy like a good girl.” He thrusts into me further, his cock spreading me so wide that the pain finally kicks in.
Pinch after pinch, a painful burning sensation takes over the pleasure as he thrusts.
“Ouch!” I scream sharply before I realize what I’ve said.
“What?” He stops all movement, his hands on my hips, warm water still falling around us. “What did I do?”
“Nothing,” I pant. “Just getting used to you, that’s all.” I stagger in a breath and push backward into him slowly, taking every inch I can until he hits a spot I didn’t know I had.
It’s still painful, but it’s also euphoric in a way I didn’t think was possible.
“Fuck,” he groans. “You know I’m going to be thinking about this tight, little pussy for the rest of my fucking life, right?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I moan, bouncing back on his cock until he takes over thrusting again. “I need you to fill me up!”
He thrusts into me faster and harder, his strong fingers digging into my hips as his thick cock spreads me wider and wider.
“Goddamn, baby girl. I’m gonna lose it. You feel too fucking good.”
I grip the edge of the wooden bench and hold tight as he slams into me, sliding me and the bench back and forth.
I’m lightheaded, my pussy is aching, and there’s a coiling pressure building near my thighs that’s more intense than anything I’ve ever felt.
“Fuck, little girl,” he growls under his breath as he thumps into me again and again. “Tell me you need your Daddy’s cock! Tell me now!”
“I need my Daddy’s cock,” I moan, my cheeks burning as his thrusts tighten. “I need my Daddy’s cock so bad.”
“Good fuckin’ girl,” he growls, thumping into me harder. “Good fuckin’ girl.” There’s something new in the sound of his voice, something feral and wild, like he’s on the edge about to jump. “Here it comes, princess. Daddy’s gonna fill you up. Are you ready?”
This sends me over the edge. My hands tighten around the bench, droplets of water slide into my vision, my thighs clench, and an immeasurable, magnificent pressure takes over. My clit pulses, my muscles contract, and I come all over his long, thick, monster of a cock.
“That’s my girl.” He grips my hips tighter, giving me two quick thrusts, then a pause, before a burst again and another pause. “You’re gripping my fucking cock.”
I don’t know if that’s good or bad, but given the way his body has tightened behind me, I’m gathering it’s good.
“Fuck,” he calls through seemingly gritted teeth as his fingertips dig into my hips deeper. “Here it comes, baby. Daddy’s special treat.” A moment later, his hips thrust forward and warmth spills inside of me as he grunts and moans.
My mind spins as hot water continues to spill around us.
“Jesus Christ, sweet girl.” He pumps into me twice more before pulling out and turning me back onto my feet toward him. “You’re fucking amazing. That was incredible.” He holds his gaze intense with mine as though he wants me to know that he means what he says. “Are you okay?”
“I’m great. So great,” I say, burying my head against the gray and white hairs on his chest that have flattened with the stream of the shower.
Fingers pruned, we stay wrapped like this in each other’s arms beneath the warm water, our bodies rinsing clean, his seed dripping out of me, his cock covered in my creamy orgasm.
He kisses the top of my head. “What do you say I take my girl for some ice cream? You earned it after taking Daddy’s cock so well.
Plus,” he moves his lips down over my ear and onto my neck and shoulder, “we should go by your parent’s place.
I want to introduce myself so your mom can relax.
I’m sure she’s been stressed since I took you away from the wedding. ”
The wedding doesn’t even seem real anymore.
It’s the furthest thing from my mind. All I’m thinking about now is the life I could build with Rhett.
The kids we could have, the ice cream shop we could open, the colors I’d pick to paint the walls in our house, the wedding we would have together, and what kind of dogs we’d adopt.
I need to slow down and take a deep breath. “Sure, but maybe we should take a nap first?”
He swallows back a grin before he cups my face with his rough hand, leans down, and kisses my lips slowly. “You need cuddles, baby girl?”
I nod slowly as I stare up at him. This giant man whose arms I’ve so quickly come accustomed to. “Yes, Daddy, I need cuddles.”
He kisses my lips with a smile and taps my bottom playfully, water splashing off as he cups his hand. “Go get in bed. Daddy’s right behind you.”