9. Sadie
Nine
Sadie
“ M ine forever.” Shane’s words sear through me like lightning, and I arch into him. I’m nodding, my heart so full it feels like it might burst out of my chest.
“Forever.”
He smiles at me, and it’s so heady that I feel like I could get drunk off that smile. Holding my gaze, he hooks his fingers into my tights, and I lift my butt off the table so he can easily roll them down my legs. He gets them down to my knees before he notices I’m not wearing any panties.
Immediately, his fingers are between my legs, parting my lips and rubbing up and down my slit.
“So fucking wet,” he says. “I’ve stroked my cock to you so many times, Sadie girl. Picturing you in so many different ways.”
“Tell me,” I beg, gasping when he circles his fingers over my throbbing clit in a slow tease.
“You on your knees, sucking my cock like a good girl. Swallowing Daddy’s come. Fucking you in every single position. Tasting your sweet pussy and making you come all over my face, again and again. I stroked myself raw thinking about you, Sadie.”
I bite my lip and moan as he plays with my clit. How is this my life right now?
He kisses me, the slide of his tongue hot and dirty and dominating. “Gonna take such good care of you, Sadie. Wanna make you feel so fucking good. You tell me if there’s something we do that you don’t like, okay? You can say no to something, anything, and nothing changes between us. Yeah?” He meets my eyes and doesn’t blink until I nod. “Good girl.”
I whimper at the praise, and he gives my swollen clit several rewarding strokes.
I’m agreeing, but I can’t see myself ever saying no to Shane. I’m so gone for him that he can do anything he wants to me and I know I’ll love it. I know I’ll want more.
I look up at him, and all of my breath whooshes out of my lungs at how devastatingly sexy Shane looks. The candlelight highlights the threads of gray at his temples and the lines around his eyes, the rugged planes of his face. He’s so handsome that he doesn’t look quite real. So masculine and broad and strong and perfect.
I’m the luckiest girl on the planet.
“Tell me you’re sure, Sadie,” he rasps, working my clit with slow circles with his thick fingers. “Tell me you want this. Because once I’ve been inside you, I’m never going to let you go. I know I won’t be able to.”
“I don’t want you to let me go,” I whisper. “I want this. I want you, Shane. I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
He makes the hottest growling sound I’ve ever heard, and then tugs my tights down the rest of the way, freeing my legs. Then suddenly I’m in his arms, my legs wrapped around his waist, and he’s kissing me as we walk through the house. I bury my face in his neck as he walks us up the stairs like I weigh nothing, inhaling his deliciously masculine scent. I want that scent imprinted on my skin.
He steps into his bedroom, and as my eyes adjust, I see that there are more candles lit, flickering from the top of the dresser. I’ve never been in Shane’s bedroom before, and a thrill courses through me that I’m here now.
The walls are covered in a dark wallpaper, and there’s a massive king-sized bed in the middle of the room. The furniture is all metal in wood in shades of brown and black, and another thrill flickers through me at the sight of the bed frame. It’s made of black metal, all sleek and minimalist, but with four posts rising up in the corners.
As if he can read my thoughts, Shane chuckles against me as we walk towards the bed. “I’ve imagined cuffing you to this bed, Sadie. Imagined tying you up and making you come so many times you forget your own name.”
I moan and shiver in his arms. “Yes, please. God, yes.”
He sets me down on the bed and then carefully eases his weight down on top of me. Butterflies flap in my stomach at the feeling of Shane’s big body pressing me down into to the mattress. He’s so much bigger than me, and being beneath him makes me feel small and safe. Protected.
“Sadie,” he whispers, his eyes roving over my face. “So fucking beautiful.”
His kiss is hungry, and soon my sweater dress is gone, landing in a puddle of wool somewhere on Shane’s bedroom floor, leaving me in nothing but my lacy white bra. Slowly, he peels the cups down, making my breasts pop out.
“Oh, fuck,” he whispers, tracing his fingers around the edges of my nipples. “Look at your pretty little nipples, Sadie girl. So hard for me. Daddy’s gonna kiss them, make them feel so good.”
“Yes,” I breathe, threading my fingers in his hair. I feel like I’m on fire, and the burning only intensifies as Shane licks first one nipple and then the other. He licks them again and then kisses each one, making my clit throb and my hips writhe beneath him. I’m already a sopping mess and we’ve barely started. He kisses my nipples again and again, winding me up nearly to the point of begging before he sucks one into his mouth, scraping his teeth gently over it and then soothing the sting with his tongue. My back arches off the bed as a breathy sigh escapes my lips.
So. Damn. Intense.
He kneads my other breast, playing with my nipple, testing the weight of me in his hand. I can’t seem to hold still under the onslaught of pleasure.
“Spread your legs, sunshine,” he says, his lips moving against my heavy, aching breast. I do as I’m told, and he slips a hand between my thighs, sliding a finger up and down my slit. He keeps teasing me with his mouth on my breasts, his fingers playing with my clit until I feel like I’m a desperate ball of need. I reach between us and cup him through his pants, tracing up and down the length of him. He lets out a shuddery groan and presses into my hand.
“I want to see you,” I say. “Please. Show me how to touch you.”
He gives my nipple one last lick and then rises to his knees. He pulls his sweater off over his head with a single masculine tug, and I’m breathless.
Shane Ferguson is a work of art, with his broad shoulders and thick chest roped with muscle. A faint dusting of dark hair covers his pecs and arrows down into his jeans, and I can’t stop myself from sliding my hands all over him. I dip my fingers into the ridges of his abs, smooth them over his chest, rub at his nipples. He lets me look and play for a minute before popping open the button on his jeans. My eyes are locked on his big hands as he slowly pushes the zipper all the way down and then pulls his cock out.
“Oh, god,” I whisper when it springs free. He’s thick and long, and while I don’t really know from any first-hand experience, I’m pretty sure he’s huge. My pussy clenches at the sight of him, and I don’t care how much it’s going to hurt. I want him inside me.
Biting my lip, I trace my fingertips over him, surprised at how soft the skin is. He grunts, and I watch as a bead of moisture appears at the tip.
“Touch it,” he orders softly. “Take that pre-cum and rub it over my head.”
I do, loving how warm and sticky it is. Loving that he’s so turned on he’s leaking for me. I smooth my thumb over the head of his cock and another drop appears, so I do it again.
“Good girl,” he rumbles out, and I swear I flush from head to toe. “Now wrap your fingers around me.” I do, and my stomach dips when I see that my fingers don’t quite meet. “Stroke me, Sadie. Slow. Up and down. Yeah, just like that, sunshine.” I work his cock with slow, tentative strokes, and Shane exhales shakily. Another drop of pre-cum beads on the tip of his cock as I stroke and we both watch as it drips down onto my bare stomach. He rubs it in with his fingers, light glinting darkly in his eyes.
“Mine,” he breathes. “All fucking mine.”
He gently pushes my hand away so he can step out of his jeans and boxer briefs, and I fling my bra to the side as he does so that when he comes back down on top of me, we’re skin to skin, nothing between us.
I’m in heaven.
“Spread your legs, baby girl,” he says, his voice rough and throaty. “Wanna feel you against my cock.”
I do, and then his thick cock is right there, rubbing up and down my wet slit. The sound of him sliding against me is filthy and obscene. I can hear how ridiculously wet I am.
I make a pathetic mewing sound as his cock slides over my throbbing clit, and he buries his face in my neck, kissing and biting at my heated skin.
“Your little slit feels so fucking good, Sadie. So hot and wet on my cock.” He kisses down across my collarbone and to my breasts, kissing and licking them all over before sucking a nipple into his mouth. The feeling of his mouth on my breasts, his cock sliding slowly up and down my slit is working me into a senseless frenzy. My body feels like a giant throb, and I know I’m on the brink of shattering into a million little pieces.
He kisses me deep and slow, like he’s consuming me. We’re wrapped around each other, his cock sliding between my puffy pussy lips, and I think I might die from pure happiness.
“Your little virgin cunt is making such a mess on my cock, sunshine,” he says. “So wet and sloppy for me.”
I blush furiously as I rub shamelessly against him. “I like when you say those things to me,” I admit. “So filthy.”
He chuckles darkly. “Of course you do. I know what a dirty mind you have, Sadie girl. And I love it.”
He kisses my neck, scrapes his teeth along my jaw, up to my ear. I’m tingling from my scalp to my toes, my pussy throbbing and my hips twitching with every pass of his cock over my clit. Heat sparks in my stomach, and my orgasm rushes over me, making me tremble against Shane.
“That’s it, Sadie,” he rasps. “Come for me. Come all over Daddy’s cock. Good fucking girl.”
I cling to him as I ride the waves of my orgasm, just trying to remember to breathe.
“Daddy,” I moan, clutching at him. “I want you inside me.”
“Fucking love when you call me Daddy,” he groans. “So sweet and dirty at the same time. Don’t worry, sunshine. Soon. But I promised you I was going to take care of you, and that means making sure your sweet little pussy is ready for me. It’s not going to be painless, but I’m gonna make it as good for you as I can.” He kisses me, hard and deep, and then he’s moving down my body until he’s kneeling between my legs. With his hands on my knees, he spreads me apart as far as I’ll go, leaving me completely exposed.
Fresh moisture trickles out of my pussy, and he groans.
“Look at you, Sadie. Prettiest fucking cunt in the world. So small and pink. Wet little untouched hole that I’m about to tear up. Beautifully swollen clit, ready for my mouth.” He settles himself between my legs and then he kisses me exactly the way he kissed my mouth a minute ago.
My moan is more of a scream, honestly. The pleasure of Shane’s mouth on me is so perfect and intense that I want to stay in this moment forever.
“I’ve been dying to get my mouth on your perfect little pussy,” he says, kissing my clit and then licking me all over. “Tastes even sweeter than I imagined. Not gonna be able to keep my mouth off you. Gonna have you spreading your legs for Daddy’s kisses all the fucking time, Sadie girl.”
“Anytime you want, Daddy,” I manage. Between my orgasm and Shane’s talented mouth working my clit, it’s amazing I even have the ability to speak. He licks my clit and then sucks it gently into his mouth, polishing it with his tongue before pulling back to lick and kiss me all over, gradually building me back up. I squeal when his tongue slides inside me and he starts to fuck me slowly with it. It feels so wrong, but so deliciously right.
“Such a tight little virgin hole,” he says between kisses and sucks of my clit. “Felt you squeezing my tongue.”
He kisses and licks me until I’m a panting, writhing mess. I’ve thought about his mouth on me so many times, but I never imagined it could feel this good. He hasn’t even been inside me yet, and already I know he’s going to turn me into a sex fiend.
“Did you touch yourself and imagine this?” he asks before sliding his tongue back inside me. “Imagine my mouth on your beautiful little virgin cunt?”
“Yes!” I practically scream. “So many times. I’ve wanted this for so long, Shane.”
He groans, and the wet, sloppy kisses he gives my pussy have heat shooting down my spine, have my pussy fluttering and clenching. As if he can sense what I need, he pushes one finger inside me. I’m so wet that it slides in effortlessly.
I’ve never felt anything like this in my life, and I don’t want it to end. Shane licks and sucks me in a steady rhythm, pumping his finger in and out, and I’m so wet that I can hear the sound of him fucking me with that thick finger.
And then…then he curls that finger inside me, rubbing at a hidden spot, and I practically shoot off the bed.
“I think we found your g-spot, Sadie girl,” he rumbles. “Feels good when I touch you like this, doesn’t it?”
I moan and nod, not trusting myself to form coherent words.
“I’m going to teach you everything, Sadie. Teach you how to take my cock. Teach you how to suck me. Teach you to be a good girl who spreads her legs for Daddy whenever he wants. Whenever he needs. And I’ll take such good care of your pussy, baby girl. Take care of it like it’s my only job in the world. Make it feel so fucking good. Make you addicted to me.”
He keeps rubbing that spot in circles, his lips and tongue working my swollen, sensitive clit, and I come so hard that my toes curl and my eyes roll back in my head. I come so hard that a little spurt of liquid squirts out of my pussy. I’m screaming his name, shamelessly rubbing my pussy on his mouth, shaking and panting, moaning and twitching.
“Good girl,” he growls, still lapping at me. “You come so fucking pretty, Sadie. The taste of you coming on my tongue is heaven.”
He brings me down slowly, kissing around my pulsing clit, licking at the juices leaking out of me, nibbling on my lips.
“I’m obsessed,” he says, kissing my thighs, my mound, then back to my hole, where he fucks me slowly with his tongue. “Best thing I’ve ever tasted in my fucking life is your pretty virgin cunt, Sadie girl.”
He prowls up over me and I moan at the sight of him. His hair is a mess from my hands, and his mouth is glistening with me. He grins and wipes the back of his hand across his mouth, and then he’s kissing me. I can taste the musky tang of my pussy all over his lips, his tongue, and it makes me whimper and writhe beneath him.
“You see how good you taste?”
I nod, licking my lips. “I want to taste you, too, Daddy.”
He grins and kisses me again. “You will, baby girl. You will. Fuck, just the idea of coming in your hot little mouth has me leaking.”
He kisses me again, and we’re entwined, lost in each other, reveling in this thing that felt so impossible just a few days ago.
“Please,” I whisper. There’s a fire in my stomach that I somehow know will only go out once he’s inside me.
“Please, what?”
“Please fuck me, Daddy. Please. God, Shane, please.”
Slowly, he rises to his knees between my legs, and then, holding my gaze, he carefully pushes two fingers inside me. It burns a little, but it feels really good, too. He fucks me with them a couple of times, nice and slow, the wet sound of my gushing pussy filling the space between us.
“I think you’re ready, baby girl,” he says, carefully pulling his fingers out and then sucking them clean with an appreciative groan. I nod, and he leans down and kisses me again. “Just lie back and spread your legs nice and wide. That’s it.” He takes his cock in his hand and rubs it up and down my pussy, coating himself in my juices. “Deep breaths. Try to relax. Daddy’s gonna take care of you.” He starts teasing the thick head of his cock in and out of my entrance, making both of us moan. Making my legs shake and my heart race.
With the very tip of his cock notched inside of me, he comes back down on top of me and kisses me, slow and deep.
“Ready?” he asks, moving his hips a little and sinking in another inch. I gasp at the burning stretching sensation, but I nod.
“I want this,” I whisper. “I want you.”
He kisses me again and then starts to press forward, slow and steady.
“Breathe, Sadie. Just breathe. I know it’s a lot. You’re doing so good. So, so good. That’s it. Gonna press all the way in now. All the way inside your pretty little pussy.” It burns and stings, and I feel the instant he tears through my virginity. It hurts, but I don’t tell him to stop. I want this. I need it.
I suck in a shaky breath and tilt my hips up, helping him sink even deeper. The burn radiates through me, but it’s already melting into something hotter. I feel so unbelievably full with Shane’s thick cock inside me, and it’s so much better than anything I ever imagined.
Honestly, if I’d known this was what it would feel like to be stuffed full of Shane Ferguson’s enormous cock, I would’ve thrown myself at him months ago.
Buried all the way inside me, he goes still, and I hear the softly growled, “Mine,” he lets out against my neck, his breathing ragged.
After a moment he lifts his head and kisses me, soft and sweet. “Are you okay?” he asks, his eyes searching my face. “I’m all the way in, Sadie. So fucking deep inside you.”
I nod. “I’m okay. It feels…full. And intense. And really good.”
He kisses me again, lifting a hand to push a stray curl off of my face. “You’re taking me so well, sunshine. You’ve got a big, thick cock inside your tight virgin pussy, and you’re doing so good.”
“Not a virgin anymore,” I say, my lips curling up.
The smile Shane gives me is devastatingly sexy. “Not anymore,” he agrees. “Did you feel it when I pushed through?”
I nod. “I felt you tear me open, Daddy. It hurt, but I liked it, too.”
He groans and flexes his hips, pushing the tiniest bit deeper inside me. “Such a good girl for me, taking Daddy’s cock like this. My sweet, special girl. You were made for me.”
Tears of happiness prick at my eyes, and I wrap myself around him, holding him close. “I love you, Shane.”
He kisses me, slow and sweet. “I love you, Sadie. And now you’re mine in every single way.” He takes one of my hands from around his neck and weaves our fingers together beside my head on the pillow. He slowly slides almost all the way out of me and then back in. I gasp at the stretching, burning sensation. He’s so big that it still hurts a little, but the pain is fading fast. “Breathe, baby girl. You’re doing so good. You’re perfect.”
He kisses me and then starts to fuck me in a slow, steady rhythm, letting me get used to the slide of his cock in and out of my pussy. It feels better with every stroke and heat starts to build in my core. I’m so wet that I can feel my juices dripping out of me, down towards my ass.
“Okay?” he asks, checking in again, and this time I smile at him and nod.
“Better than okay,” I say. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
He presses his forehead to mine. “Good. Never wanna hurt you, Sadie girl. Just wanna make you feel so good. Take care of you. Fucking worship you.” He starts to move a little faster, and fresh sparks dance along my nerve endings. “Taking my big cock so well, Sadie. Being inside you is fucking heaven. I could die right now with no regrets.”
“You feel so good,” I moan, and he kisses me again. “I’m so happy, Shane.” The words come out as a tremulous whisper, and I think I might cry.
“I’ve never been happier,” he says, his voice low and rough. He kisses away the tear that slips down my cheek. “Never letting you go, Sadie. Never. You’re mine now.”
“Yours,” I whisper in agreement. “I’m so lucky.”
He shakes his head. “I’m the lucky one. I don’t know what I did to deserve this.” He thrusts deeper and groans. “Hitch your legs higher around my waist.”
“Like this?”
We both moan when he sinks in deeper.
“Good girl, yeah, just like that. Let me all the way inside your tight little cunt.” Then he changes the angle of his hips, and I swear I see stars as the head of his cock drags over my g-spot over and over again. My pussy clenches and flutters around him, as though my body’s trying to pull him deeper. I’m writhing and panting. I’m a ball of pulsing nerves. I’m full and stretched and I feel like my skin’s on fire.
Best. Day. Ever.
“I love the way you fuck me, Daddy,” I moan.
“Fuck,” he groans, deep and guttural, and he slips his hand between us, thrumming his fingers over my clit. “It’s so fucking good, Sadie. I can’t believe how well you’re taking me.” He starts to move faster, his fingers working their magic on my clit. “I can feel how close you are, baby girl. I can feel you squeezing my cock, feel your clit throbbing against my fingers.”
My head is moving back and forth on the pillow. The pleasure is so sharp and intense it’s almost too much.
“I know you can take it, sunshine,” he says low in my ear. “I know you can take everything I give you. You’re such a good girl that you can take it all.”
I moan and shake, my entire body trembling. The orgasm building inside me is immense. It’s going to shatter me into so many little pieces that I’ll never be the same.
“Your little pussy feels amazing, Sadie,” says Shane, giving me more of the dirty words I love. “So hot and tight on my cock. So fucking wet.” He’s fucking me hard and deep now. “Gonna come inside you soon. Gonna fill you up and claim you and make you mine forever. Mark you from the inside with my come.”
“Daddy,” I moan, my voice hoarse. “Yes, yes, yes.” My words are like a chant. Like a prayer.
“Sweet baby girl,” he rasps. “Can you come again? Can you come on Daddy’s cock?” I nod and the approving growl he lets out is pure sin. “Such a good fucking girl, my god. Jesus fuck.” He’s fucking me so hard that the headboard is banging against the wall and I’m gushing around him.
He presses his forehead to mine. “Come with me, Sadie girl. I can’t hold back anymore. Your hot little pussy feels too good. Too fucking good to last.”
He hits the perfect angle inside me, his fingers sliding all over my clit, and I start to come. My pussy spasms wildly, and I feel more of that liquid squirt out of me. I think I scream, but I’m so floaty and shaky that I have no idea. All I know is that I’ve never felt this good in my life.
Shane groans and growls as he starts to come, making the sexiest sounds I’ve ever heard in my life. I feel the hot flood of his come inside my pussy, spurt after spurt as his thrusts slow but don’t stop.
“Sadie,” he groans. “Oh, god, Sadie.”
“Fuck your come into me, Daddy,” I whisper, and he lets out another strangled groan, his hips still moving. “I want it deep inside.” He growls and pushes all the way inside me one last time. His chest is heaving, his skin slick with sweat. “Jesus fucking Christ, Sadie,” he whispers, wrapping his arms around me and turning us onto our sides with his cock still inside me. He kisses me, slow and tender. “That’s my good girl,” he says, his voice rough. “You did so good. So, so good, sunshine. Are you okay?”
I smile, and I think the joy I’m feeling might burst out of me. “I’m freaking fantastic.”
He laughs and kisses me again. I love the sound of Shane’s laugh. It’s deep and rich, and makes me feel all warm inside. “So,” he says, stroking one hand up and down my back, the other weaving into my hair. “How did the real thing compare with the fantasies?”
I grin at him. “Blew them all right out of the water.” Our eyes meet, and then we’re both laughing and kissing, wrapped up in each other.