Chapter 37 #2
I climb up her body, kissing her deeply, letting her taste herself. She moans into my mouth, her hands finding my shoulders before dragging down my spine, pulling me closer.
“Need you inside me,” she breathes against my lips. “Please, Daddy. I need you.”
I position myself at her entrance, the head of my cock nudging against her pussy.
When I push my hips forward, I sink into her inch by inch, giving her time to adjust to my size.
I bottom out with a groan ripped from my soul.
“You were made for this. Made for me.” After withdrawing almost completely, I slide back in, angling my hips to hit the spot inside her that makes her eyes roll back.
I thrust, slow and deep. “You feel incredible. So tight. So perfect.”
Her legs wrap around me, pulling me into her, silently urging me to take her harder and deeper. “That’s it,” I praise, my voice rough. “Take me my cock. Take all of me.”
I drive forward harder, my hips snapping against hers, the slaps of our bodies meeting filling the room along with her breathless cries and my grunts of pleasure.
I shift my weight onto one elbow, using my free hand to tilt her chin.
“Look at me,” I command. “I want to see your eyes when you tell me who owns this little pussy.”
“Daddy,” she whimpers, and the word sends a jolt of pure electricity down my spine.
“Yes,” I growl, thrusting harder, pushing her toward the edge. From the way she tightens around me and the desperate sounds she’s making in the back of her throat, I know she’s at the brink of falling. “Come for your Daddy. Show me how good I make you feel. How much you love my cock.”
She explodes with a scream that she tries to muffle by biting my shoulder painfully hard. Her body convulses, and her inner muscles clamp down on me so I nearly spill into her. Struggling, I thrust through it to prolong her pleasure, watching her expression as she comes undone beneath me.
When she goes limp and her grip loosens, I slow my movements, still hard inside her and still needing more.
Pulling out slowly, I murmur, “Roll over,” as I help turn her onto her stomach.
I position myself behind her, lifting her hips until she’s on her knees with one cheek pressed to the mattress and her perfect ass presented to me as an offering.
I run my hands over the curve of her ass cheeks, squeezing them before spreading her slightly to see all of her.
I slide back into her in this new position, groaning at the different angle, at the way she feels even tighter from behind. With my hands gripping her lush hips and my eyes glued to where we’re joined, I establish a slow, deep rhythm.
My hips grind into her as I suck my thumb between my lips, coating it with saliva.
“Do you trust me?” I ask, my voice thick with emotion and desire.
She turns her head to look at me, her eyes heavy-lidded. “Yes, Daddy,” she pants breathlessly.
Spreading her cheeks slightly, I press my thumb to the tight hole of her ass. She tenses at my touch when I begin to rub gentle circles around it. “Relax,” I soothe, my other hand stroking her lower back and hip. “Let me in, trouble. Let Daddy make you feel good.”
I let more saliva drop from my lips, watching it run between her cheeks, using it to ease my way in as I press the tip of my thumb against her entrance.
She takes a sharp breath, her body stilling.
When she exhales, she opens for me, the tight ring of muscles giving way as my thumb breaches the hole of her ass.
“Oh God,” she moans, her fingers clawing at the sheets. “Daddy, I?—”
“Shhh,” I croon, working my thumb deeper, feeling her clench around it even as she tries to relax to take me. “You’re doing so well.”
With my hips stilled, I work my thumb slowly in, giving her a moment to adjust to the new sensation.
Letting her learn how good it feels to have me inside this hole.
“Does it feel good?” She answers with a whimper.
“You look so good with me in both your holes. My cock in your pussy, and my thumb in your ass.”
I start to move again, thrusting into her with my cock, while gently fucking her ass with my thumb. The dual action has her crying out and her body trembling. “Your little ass loves to be fucked, doesn’t it?”
With my free hand, I reach around and find her clit, rubbing tight circles there, too. “Are you going to come for Daddy? Give me a taste of how hard you’ll come when I finally get to bury cock back here?”
“Yes, Daddy!” She shatters with a scream that she buries in the pillow, her body convulsing violently, her ass clamping down on my thumb while her pussy milks my cock.
The sensation is overwhelming, my own orgasm rushing up on me like a tidal wave.
I pull out at the last second, gripping my base.
Fisting my cock, I come with a roar that I barely manage to muffle.
Ropes of hot seed spill over and between her ass cheeks.
“Mine,” I growl, using my thumb to push it inside her, marking her, owning her completely.
I collapse beside Mackenzi, gathering her into my arms and pulling her against my chest. “You’re remarkable,” I breathlessly exhale.
“I love watching your body learn what it likes.” We’re both shaking and trying to catch our breath, covered in sweat and each other.
I leave the bed for a second to wash my hands and grab a cloth from the bathroom for her.
When I return, I use it to gently clean between her legs, wiping away the mess with tender strokes.
Oversensitive, she whimpers slightly. I shush her, pressing kisses onto her skin as I wash her.
When we’re both clean, I toss the cloth onto the floor.
I pull her fully into my arms until her back is pressed firmly to my chest and my hand is resting over her heart, feeling its steady thud against my palm.
We lie there in the darkness with nothing but the sound of our breathing filling the room. I tighten my arms around her, pressing my face into her hair, breathing in the scent of her.
“What happens now?” she asks eventually, her voice small and vulnerable in the dark. She turns in my arms to face me, her eyes finding mine in the dim light.
“We’ll figure it out,” I promise, because we will. “One thing at a time. But this”—I press my hand over her heart, then move it to mine—“I’ll make deals with devils and fight wars I didn’t start to keep this. To keep you.”
She searches my face for a long moment, looking for the lie, but finding none. Then she nods, her expression softening, her body relaxing. “Okay,” she whispers.
“Okay,” I echo, kissing her forehead, then her eyelids, and the tip of her nose.
We drift off like that, tangled together, the world outside waiting, with all its dangers and complications. But in this bed—in this moment—there is only us. And for now, that is enough.