8. Dane
8
Dane
Hearing my little girl tell me to fuck her is the sweetest thing. It makes me nearly lose control, but I won’t. Not on her first time.
I’m the kind of man who has lied a lot to women in the past to get them to spread their legs, but not one word I’ve said to Sienna is a lie. I do want her. Forever.
“You on the pill?” I ask her.
She twists her head from side to side. “No,” she tells me.
“Fuck me,” I whisper out. “When was your last period?”
She closes her eyes as I push the head of my cock inside her sweet pussy. Oh fuck, she’s tight. “Umm…”
“Sienna, answer me.” I sink in deeper, my body nearly shaking as I try to remain in control. “Tell me.”
“A week ago,” she whispers. “I think. Yes, a week ago.”
I push in deeper, her tight little body unable to take me any faster. “Okay, I’m still going to pull out, just in case.”
She bites her lower lip, and I close my eyes as I get lost in the feeling of her. She’s so fucking tight. Tighter than I’d thought she’d be.
However, I still push inside her, slowly. Letting her body acclimate to my size. I know I’m big, and I know she needs to take me slowly.
“Breathe, baby,” I remind her.
“It’s so big.” Her legs squeeze around my waist, and I smooth a hand over her hair.
“You can handle me, baby. I know you can. You’re such a sweet girl, handling her daddy’s fat cock so well.” I slide in further, pushing her legs wider. “Spread those legs for me.” I kiss her, hoping it’ll distract her enough while I shove my thick cock in deeper.
Her fingernails dig into the skin of my shoulders as I explore her mouth with my tongue. She tastes so damn sweet. I keep kissing her as I keep pushing, screwing her as I try to remain in control.
I’ve never had anything like this before. Never felt a pussy wrap around me as tightly as hers does. I push in further, and I’m met with resistance.
“I’m going to push through your cherry,” I tell her after breaking the kiss.
“Will it hurt?”
“It might sting a little. Hold onto me tight, and spread your legs more. Breathe, baby.” I punch my hips forward, stamping through her cherry, claiming her. “You’re mine,” I tell her. “You’re fucking mine.”
My eyes glaze over, my thoughts turning primal as the feel of her overcomes me. It’s too good. She’s so fucking tight.
“You okay?” I ask her, glancing down at her.
She nods, biting on her lower lip again. A move that drives me insane with lust. “Yeah, you can fuck me harder, Daddy.”
I prop up on both hands, gazing down at the spot where our bodies meet. “You sure?”
She nods. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Oh baby girl, you have no idea what you’re asking for.” I smile as I punch my hips forward once more. Hard.
She takes it, smiling. “I’m not as breakable as you think.”
I chuckle softly. “I know you’re not. I think you were made for me.” I thrust my hips harder, fucking this girl into submission.
She’s so fucking tight.
My thoughts turn darker as the need to come inside her overtakes me. Fucking mine is on repeat in my mind as I continue claiming her, screwing her into the matress. Fuck she feels so damn good.
“You’re beautiful,” I tell her over and over as I squeeze onto her ass with one hand. I rest my forehead along hers, breathing her in as our lips come together. “You’re so fucking pretty,” I whisper against her lips.
My heartbeat hammers away inside me as my body heats up to an inferno level. There’s no stopping me now as I keep screwing her. I’m like a man possessed. A wild beast unleashed and out of control.
I keep fucking her, grunting as I keep rutting away inside her. She grips onto me, her own sounds filling the empty room.
“Oh yes, Daddy,” she calls out as her pussy becomes even tighter. “I’m coming.”
Fuck yes. I am in love with her.
Her nails rake down my back as her thighs tighten their hold around my waist. I smile with pride as I make her come all over me.
“I know I said I’d pull out…” my words fall away as I keep thrusting my dick deep inside of her, unable to stop. “I’m so fucking there,” I tell her. “ Fuuuuck. ”
My cock goes off like a firework as I push even deeper inside her. I know I shouldn’t tempt fate like this, but I could think of worse things in life than getting this woman pregnant with my kid.
And the more I think about it, the more the idea takes root. I want her pregnant.
I want her to be mine, always.
“You’re so beautiful,” I tell her as I keep coming deep inside her.
“Daddy,” she moans out as my body jerks through the last of my orgasm.
I’m spent as I smooth a hand over her hair. “You handled me so well, baby.”
She smile, proud of herself. “I loved that.”
“Good, because we’re going to be doing a lot more of that.” I pull myself out of her, making my way to the bathroom in the hallway to get her a warm washcloth.
She smiles at me before I head out the door.
I could get used to this.