Chapter 3 #5
Then he scrambled for the nightstand, and when he returned, it was with a pack of condoms. He tore it open, pulled out one of the foil packets, and in no time at all had his cock gloved. She closed her eyes when he resumed his place between her legs, cock pressing against the same place.
“Look at me when I take you,” he whispered, and she opened her eyes.
“Feel that?” he asked as he pressed into her, the thickness of his cock spreading her pussy.
He was bigger than she’d ever had, almost too big for her.
The heavy stretching sensation was a burning, pulling pleasure that stole her breath as he worked the crest of his erection in and out, opening her slowly.
She could feel his cock throbbing. The head was so thick, so heavy inside her, stretching the tender tissue as explosions of color ruptured behind her closed lashes.
She tried to move beneath him, to press closer.
She wanted it done. She wanted to be full of him, possessed by him.
"Easy, baby girl," he whispered roughly in her ear.
"Can’t rush this part. Got to be slow and easy. "
This was going to be the death of her. "I don’t want slow and easy," she cried out breathlessly. "I want you to give me that cock and fuck me.”
She tightened her muscles on him, heard his ragged groan, and moaned in rising ecstasy.
She tightened again, trying to draw him deeper, to force him into taking her.
Waiting wasn't what she wanted. She could see him fight to keep the same pace and decided she was done waiting.
Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she thrust upward, burying his cock almost all the way in.
Jill screamed. There was pain, but it blended with the pleasure, drawing her on a rack of such blinding sensation that she couldn't make sense of it.
It went beyond pleasure. It went beyond anything she expected.
The delicate muscles of her pussy clenched and rippled around him, stretched tight, exposing hidden nerve endings that rioted with the feel of his cock throbbing against them.
He cursed and held himself as still as he could, but she wanted him to move.
“Now,” she hissed. “Please, Daddy, now. I need it, or I’ll die.”
“My sweet baby girl,” he whispered, hips already moving.
His cock drew back, then pushed forward in a long, slow thrust that dragged a wail from her lips.
She could feel every inch of him burrowing inside her.
The thick crest parted hungry tissue. Heavy veins throbbed with heat and hunger.
And as he slid to the hilt once again, his control seemed to shatter.
“Yes, Daddy,” she cried as he held her down and fucked her hard. “Fuck me like that, Daddy. It feels good when you fuck me like that.”
His hand gripped her thigh and lifted it, exposing more of her as he began to thrust inside her.
Plunging deep and hard, he moved his hips in rhythm with a power that stole any ability to think.
Her fingers dug into the bed as he held her restrained beneath him.
She should have fought the control, but the rising sensations building, burning, inside her were too intense.
She could do nothing but feel. And the feelings were so intense, so shattering.
His cock shafted inside her, almost bruising in its girth and searing in its pleasure.
“I’m going to come,” she cried, writhing and bucking as he fucked her. “Please, let me come.”
“Promise you’ll be a good girl for me,” he snarled.
“I’ll be a good girl for you,” she moaned out loud.
“Louder,” he growled as he fucked her harder.
“I’ll be a good girl for you, Daddy,” she screamed. “I’ll do anything you tell me to.”
“Then come for me,” he whispered, and she shattered. A blinding orgasm ripped through her body until it felt like she’d lost her mind. “One more,” he said, gritting his teeth as he continued to fuck her. “Let me feel that pussy stroke my cock as you come one more time.”
A thin wail left her lips as he began thrusting inside her again.
Hard and deep. His hips set up a powerful rhythm that she knew neither of them could deny for long.
He gripped her hip, holding her to the bed as he began to move harder, faster.
Pleasure was like a fire burning inside her now, each stroke pushing the flames higher—the weight of his sweet flesh inside her, the driving heat, her cries.
He felt it rising inside her. Her body began to tense as his hand slid between her thighs from the front, his fingers finding her swollen little clit and stroking, massaging, as his thrusts increased.
When she came, there was no stopping his own release.
He swore she dragged his soul from his body through the hard, jetting pulses of his semen into the condom.
A few moments later, Jill was still catching her breath when she felt his arms envelop her and pull her close.
“That’s my good girl,” he said softly, and she smiled as she snuggled closer to him.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“Now, I’m going to give you a few minutes to catch your breath, and then we’re going for round two.”
Her eyes widened. “You mean it’s not over yet?” she asked, getting her second wind.
“We only have one night, baby girl, so I plan on taking full advantage of it.” He pulled her close and kissed her neck and face, even as she could feel his cock start to get hard again. “The best part is, this time, you get to come as many times as you want.”
The look in his eyes almost made her come right then and there. He proceeded to actually make her come with his hands and mouth, with his cock, fucking her all night and showing her in a dozen ways how he could take care of her.