6. Maximus #2
When my lips are hovering over hers, I whisper, “Tell me to stop, Courtney. If you don’t, that means you’re mine now. Once we do this, there’s no going back. If that scares you, tell me to stop now.”
“I don’t want you to stop.” Her words are barely above a whisper, but she may as well have shouted them as they echo inside my very soul.
As much as I want to grab her, her inexperience means there are things she might not be aware of, and I need to go over these things with her before we go any further.
“Before we go any further, we need to establish some ground rules. When we play, even though you hand over your body and your trust to me, you’re still very much the one in control. I may say I won’t stop, and that you’re mine to use as I please, but I will never do anything without your consent.
“If you ever want me to stop, for any reason, you can use the safeword ‘red’, and whatever we’re doing will stop. If you just want me to slow down, you can use ‘amber’.
“You have the final say over everything, even if I’m chasing you or taking you in whatever way I want. You have all the power, and I need you to never forget that. You can take back your consent at any time, even though I really fucking hope you won’t want to. Do you understand?”
She pulls her lip in between her teeth as she mulls over my words, the silence stretching between us as she takes it all in. After a short pause, she slowly nods her head.
“I understand. I like knowing you’ll stop if I want you to, but I don’t think I’ll need to use my safeword.
I don’t know why I feel the way I do, but I trust you won’t ever push me too far.
You’ll only give me as much as I can handle.
Though it’s reassuring to know I have the power to stop if I’m uncertain. ”
I can’t stop my smirk from growing as Courtney stares at me with passion in her eyes. “You’ll use your safeword if you want to stop?”
She nods. “I will if I need to, but I don’t want you to stop right now.”
Once I hear those magic words, I don’t hesitate even for a moment longer. I slam my lips against hers, tasting and claiming her. Her lips are soft beneath mine, but she holds her own and meets my kiss with vigour.
As I swipe my tongue along her lower lip, demanding access, she opens up like the good girl she is and lets me devour her. I kiss her passionately, and she’s more than happy to return the favour.
When she pulls my lower lip in between her teeth, the way I’ve seen her do with her own on so many occasions, a groan rips from my throat, and my cock throbs painfully.
I slide my hand from her cheek down to her neck, wrapping my palm around her throat like it’s the only necklace she ever needs to wear. I press my lips against her cheek, along the line of her jaw, and down her neck, nibbling and sucking as I go.
She whimpers when I pull my lips away from her soft skin, and I squeeze her throat, letting her know this isn’t over.
“I told you I came in here because I’m hungry.
Now I’m going to eat my fill,” I growl as I move the hand on her hip to grab hold of her waistband, tugging on it to make my intentions clear.
Her eyes grow wide when she realises what I’m implying, but she quickly reaches down to help remove her shorts, her lace knickers coming down at the same time, leaving her exposed to me once more. I can see her pussy glistening, and I can’t hold back my smirk.
“Is my dirty girl wet for me already?” I ask, nudging her legs until she opens them even wider.
She nods, the flush on her cheeks spreading down her chest as she says, “I’m always wet for you, Daddy. ”
My cock throbs painfully when she remembers my title, her shy smile widening when she hears me let out a low moan of appreciation. “I had a taste yesterday, but it was nowhere near enough. I’m going to lick and suck on your sweet cunt until you come all over my face. Understood?”
She nods rapidly. “Yes, Daddy.”
I narrow my eyes at her as I lift her legs, so her feet are resting on the edge of the counter, before I press against her, making it clear I want her to lie flat on her back. She does as she’s told, but makes sure to lift her head just enough to watch me.
Once she’s in position, I wrap my arms around her legs to hold her in place, before I dive in between her legs. I start with a long, tentative lick along the length of her slit, just to get her used to what my tongue feels like, since she’s never done this before.
Fuck, she tastes so sweet. There’s no way I can go slow.
There’s a time when I’ll need to be gentle with her, but that’s not right now. I should have known this would happen. One taste of her and all of my self-control flies out the window.
My grip on her leg tightens, whilst I use the other hand to help me spread her lips apart. As I use my tongue on her cunt, I rub my thumb over her clit, overwhelming her in the best possible way.
She tastes better than I could have imagined, and I can’t hold back. I lick and suck until she’s writhing beneath me, whimpering and moaning as I hold her in place. Her head is thrown back and her eyes are slammed tightly shut, her fingers and toes curled up as pleasure makes her whole body coil.
“Oh fuck. Oh fuck. I-I’ve never… Shit… So good. Don’t… Please, don’t stop, Daddy,” she cries out, rocking her hips against my mouth as she gets lost in the sensations.
She desperately tries to rub herself against me, trying to take the pleasure from me that her body craves, but she has to trust that I will give her exactly what she needs.
As I flick my tongue over her clit, I gently slide one of my fingers into her wet pussy. We both groan loudly, my dick twitching when I feel how ridiculously tight she is. I can only imagine the suffocating grasp she’ll have over my cock when I’m buried deep inside her.
“Do you like the way Daddy eats your pussy?”
She nods, her eyes flying open as she meets my gaze, her mouth falling into a groan as I add in a second finger. “Yes, Daddy. You make me feel so good.”
I smile up at her through hooded lashes, just before I suck her clit into my mouth, making her cry out as she arches her back off the kitchen island. She rocks her sweet pussy against my lips, which only pushes my fingers in deeper.
Once I hook them at just the right angle, finding the sweet spot I watched her discover for the first time yesterday, her cries become almost incoherent as her movements become desperate and frantic. She rocks against me, chasing the release I can tell isn’t too far away.
“Please… Please, Daddy, can I come?” she asks, sounding breathy and desperate .
Her eyes are wide, silently pleading with me as she continues to rock against me, whilst pulling her lip in between her teeth. I reach up and free her lip as I scowl at her.
“If you’re going to be my dirty little whore, I want to hear you scream. I never want you to hold back. I want everyone to hear how much you love it when I make you come.”
Although she looks a little startled, she nods quickly. “Yes, Daddy. I won’t hold back. I’ll be a good slut for you.”
Fuck, hearing those dirty words coming from such innocent lips makes me almost come in my pants. I can feel the pre-cum leaking from the tip of my cock as it throbs, desperate for release.
“Be a good whore and come on Daddy’s face,” I tell her.
I fuck her faster with my fingers, curling them in just the right spot as I flick my tongue over her clit, before sucking it into my mouth. My actions soon overwhelm her, and now that she has my permission, it doesn’t take long for her orgasm to hit.
She cries out as her body trembles, her pussy walls clamping so tightly around my fingers, it’s almost painful. I have no choice but to keep my fingers still, but I gently flick my tongue over her clit, to help draw out the last sparks of her release.
Her body twitches and trembles beneath me as she whimpers and moans. I can hear the occasional, “Thank you, Daddy,” in between desperate gasps for air. I can’t help but smile as I watch this beautiful girl fall apart for me.
As her body relaxes and her face softens, she lays back against the cool kitchen island, letting out a soft sigh. When I feel her wall around me relax, I gently slide my fingers out of her soaked pussy.
She lets out a hiss that turns to a groan when I pull them free, watching as I clean my fingers of her juices with my tongue. Her eyes turn hungry the longer she stares at me.
“Please, Daddy. Will you fuck me now? I need you. I feel so empty now your fingers aren’t inside me.”
My stomach flutters like butterflies at the beautiful way she begs me, and for just a moment, I forget all good sense as I cup my hard length over my trousers, fully intent on giving her everything she wants.
It’s at that exact moment that a strange smell invades my senses, and I furrow my brow as I try to work out what it is.
Courtney must have smelt it too, as she looks confused while she continues to sniff.
Then suddenly her eyes go wide and she pushes herself up, trying to frantically jump off the island.
“Fuck! My cookies are burning,” she shouts as she pushes me out of the way, rushing over to the oven, which is filled with smoke.
As she opens the oven door, a strong smell of burning fills the room, and we both grab dishcloths, which we frantically waft in front of the oven, trying to disperse the cloud. Courtney reaches for the knobs, turning the oven off, as I use the dishcloth to lift the cookies out of the oven.
If I didn’t know what she was baking, I’d have no idea they were cookies. They’re now just black, rock-hard blobs that are not even slightly edible. I quickly place the baking sheet in the sink and turn on the cold water, stepping back when I hear a hiss as steam erupts.
Once we’ve dispersed the smoke and the smell, after opening the windows, and the imminent threat of burning the Mansion down has been eliminated, I turn to see Courtney looking incredibly sheepish as she shuffles from one foot to the other, still naked from the waist down.
“Oops. Sorry,” she mutters, dropping her gaze to the floor.
I can’t help but laugh, which gets her looking at me again. “I’d say that was mostly my fault, as I distracted you.”
She takes a step closer to me, trying to appear confident, but the shyness in her expression remains. “If they hadn’t burnt, you would be having sex with me right now.”
She looks up at me, her bright-blue eyes shining as she pulls on that fucking lip of hers again. “I would, but it’s probably for the best. You don’t want to lose your virginity on a kitchen counter.”
She nods in understanding, until suddenly her shy smile turns wicked. “Well, you better take me to a bed then. The sooner I lose my virginity, the sooner you can turn me into the good little whore I want to be for you, Daddy.”
Well, fuck. I almost come from hearing that alone.
My eyes darken as I take a predatory step towards her. “You better go to your room, then.”
She bends down to pick up her discarded knickers and shorts, but I grab them before she can. “I need my clothes,” she says, glaring at me when I make no move to hand them over.
“Give me your vest, now.” The authoritative tone in my voice leaves no room for argument, and although she continues to glare at me, she removes her vest like a good girl, before handing it over to me.
I take a moment to drag my gaze over her naked body, loving the small red marks I can see on her hip from where I held her too tight. I plan to cover her with my marks, letting everyone know who she belongs to.
“You better start running, Little Lamb. Wherever I catch you, that’s where I’m fucking you. You get a ten-second head start, so use it wisely,” I tell her, my heart racing in anticipation. The thrill of the chase always gets me excited, as does the vulnerable, timid look in her eyes.
Although she looks a bit unsure as to what’s going on, when I tell her to get ready, she springs into action, a determined expression on her face.
“Go,” I shout, as I slap my hand against her arse.
She turns to glare at me for just a second before she takes off running, her laughter trickling behind her. I watch her gorgeous body as she runs, fighting to keep my feet still to give her the head start I promised.
I pull out my phone and send a quick message to my security team, making sure they turn all the cameras off in her wing, and delete any footage from earlier that would make me want to stab someone if they saw it. Once they’ve confirmed it’s been done, I slide the phone back into my pocket.
My anticipation has grown adequately , and I can’t wait any longer. I take off in the direction I saw Courtney go, knowing the route she’s going to take to get to her bedroom.
I can’t think about anything except capturing my Little Lamb, and finally claiming my sweet prize. The thrill of the chase gets me excited, but devouring my prey when I capture her is the real prize.