Chapter 9 Dawson
DAWSON
I nearly tear Evie’s pants to shreds as I yank them off over her tiny little feet, leaving her beneath me on the couch in nothing but a pair of light green panties.
My eyes focus on the wet spot, which mimics how hard I am. I’m leaking pre-cum into my pants, dying to bury my cock in her virgin pussy. But I’ve been too possessed with pleasuring her to rush things.
Making her come was a triumph. Hearing her moans, watching her face twist, feeling her body seize because of me.
My possessiveness has reached its peak. I need her. And I need her now.
I’ll make sure she never spends another night alone. That she never has to use her toy again. But most of all, that she knows that she belongs to me.
I slide out of my shirt and watch as her blush deepens, as her eyes trace the lines of her muscles. She meets my gaze, realizes she’s caught, and tries to look away. But I pull her face back to me.
“It’s okay, baby. You ain’t seen nothing yet.”
And with that, I unzip my fly and let my hard cock fall out of my pants. It lands on her pussy mound with a resounding slap, causing her to yelp with surprise. But her eyes remained fixed on my arousal, as if she can’t believe what she’s seeing.
“Touch it,” I tell her.
She looks at me hesitantly, but I reassure her with my eyes that everything will be okay. Then, slowly, she reaches out and presses her fingertips against the tip, so delicately, as if she’s touching something that could burn her.
I’ve never wanted to come so badly in my entire life. I have to bite down on my cheek just to keep from exploding.
“This is your first cock, isn’t it?”
Evie nods, keeping her eyes on my hard-on. She looks entranced but perplexed at the same time. God, she’s such a beauty. So innocent. I will protect her. I’ll keep the rest of the world from tainting her. If anyone is going to corrupt her, it’s going to be me.
“You want more?” I ask.
She looks up, then with such purity, nods softly. “Yes.”
I kick my pants to the floor. Too horny to fully undress her, I use my thumb and pull her panties to the side, revealing the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen. Of course she’s perfect. Everything about her is.
My tongue slick with desire, I ask her, “Do you trust me?”
Without hesitation, she replies. “Yes. I trust you.”
Her words light me up inside, rewiring something in my brain forever. This girl has changed me. I’ll never be the same.
I lean closer, press the crown of my cock against her slick hole, and take a breath. No more fingers. No more toys. No more vibrators. “Time for something real.”
Her pussy is so tight and feels so good it almost hurts.
She moans, and I press my hips down and slide slowly in. I barely get a few inches deep before I feel her purity pressing back against me. “Take a breath,” I coax her. “This might sting.”
Unable to hold back any longer, I pump my hips, pushing my dick deeper into her tight virgin hole.
Her resistance gives way, and she gasps, bracing herself against my chest. “Oh my God, Daddy—”
She stops as if she’s said something wrong, and looks up at me with vulnerable eyes. Honestly, I’m a bit shocked, but I just smile down at her. “Don’t be ashamed, baby,” I tell her. “Say it. Call me Daddy.”
I kiss her, giving her a moment. “Say it,” I repeat. “Tell me you’re mine now.”
“Yours…” she murmurs cautiously. “Fill me up…Daddy. I want it.”
My chest swells. Yes, this is what I’ve been dying to hear. She’s no longer afraid to express her desire. I’ll make sure she’s fully who she wants to be when she’s with me.
No shame. No fear.
I growl and kiss up the side of her neck, pumping my hips faster. “Your juicy little pussy feels so good wrapped around my thick cock.”
“I never thought I’d find a man,” she moans, her hands finding my shoulders. “I thought I’d always be alone.”
I’ve never felt bigger. Never felt stronger. So possessive.
She’s my treasure. Both of our lives have changed now. And I’ll never go back to who I was. Neither will she.
“You’ll never be alone again,” I assure her, pressing all the way in. Her eyes close, and her face melts with satisfaction. Her adorable lips twist as she pulls me closer.
“I’m not a virgin anymore,” she whispers, as if she’s sharing a secret with me.
I feel her trust like a physical touch, more precious than anything. More precious than the treasure between her legs. I’m harder than I’ve ever been in my entire life.
As I penetrate her, her essence penetrates me back, embedding itself in my very bones.
“No, you’re not. Daddy owns you now.” I stop moving, causing her eyes to open. “Unless of course you want me to stop and you can go back to your toys—”
“No!” she blurts out, gripping my hips, forcing me to move. “I want you to fuck me. Make a woman out of me.”
My cock flexes inside her as I rut deeper. I lean down and find her lips with mine, kissing her hungrily. Our tongues dance against each other as our bodies writhe together in ecstasy.
I was teasing her about stopping. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t. Just one taste of her and my body is on autopilot. Now I need more, more, more.
Her perky tits bounce beneath me as I stretch the walls of her snug little hole. The couch scrapes across the floor with every strong stroke I deliver. I’m trying to be soft with her, but it’s impossible. I’m just too fucking horny.
Snatching her wrists, I pin them up above her head. Her pupils dilate, and she scrunches her lips together. I can tell she’s holding back, trying not to be too loud, but I want to hear it all.
“Let it out,” I tell her. “Your moans are music to my ears.”
She tosses her head back and moans my name loudly. “Dawson!” Primal energy takes over, and I grab her left leg and fold it back, pressing her knee to her ear, giving me the perfect angle to drill every inch of my cock into her hungry pussy.
This is the girl who couldn’t hold my gaze at the party. Who ran from me twice. Now she’s asked me to kiss her—confessed her deepest doubts to me. She’s opening up in every way.
“You take it so well,” I praise her, watching her face twist in rapture. “I’m going to give this dick to you every day, Evie. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
She nods vigorously, her nails digging into my forearms. “Yes, Daddy. I’ll take it so good for you.”
Triumph swells in my chest as I look down on her. I see straight into her soul. Her desires, her anxiety melting away, and the willingness to give herself over to me. It’s magnificent. “Because you’re a horny little girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she whimpers. Her cheeks are flushed like ripe peaches.
“You’re gonna be my little slut, aren’t you? Just mine.”
Her eyes go wide, her jaw drops, then she bites her lip so adorably. “Your little slut?”
Just hearing the dirty talk from her mouth causes me to thrust harder. I groan, wrapped in the incredible sensations of her. All I want to do is please her. Never before have I been so smitten.
“That’s my girl,” I tell her, pounding her mercilessly, my balls aching as they slap against her ass. “You’ll do anything I want you to, won’t you?”
“Anything,” she repeats. Her eyelids flutter and her back arches off the cushions. “Oh my God, Da-Daddy. It’s happening…”
“That’s it, baby,” I tell her, rutting deeper. My cock couldn’t get any stiffer. Making her climax is a life goal for me now. I’m desperate for the sound of her moans. “I’m right there with you. Let’s come together.”
“Yes!”
She goes off like a rocket, her entire body quivering beneath me as her pussy clamps down on my cock, clenching rhythmically with every wave of pleasure that rolls through her.
It’s beautiful. Glorious. I want to give this girl as many orgasms as humanly possible.
“Oh, you feel so good, Daddy!” she mewls, every inch of her body shaking.
A trigger pulls inside me, and I go off with her. My cock jerks, and I unload, spraying my release into her body. My strokes change pace, slowing, pumping with more power and passion as I’m overwhelmed by the sublime sensation of making love to Evie.
It finally happened.
I coaxed her out of her shell.
I showed her she doesn’t have to be afraid.
And I claimed her fully. Now no man will ever touch her.
“Take it all!” I bellow as I splash every last bit of my release into her willing slit. I slump down on her and bring my lips to her ear. “Remember, baby. You wanted this.”
She smiles and shifts her hips against me. “Am I a good girl?”
I nod, sucking her lobe gently. “You’re such a good girl.”
I know now, without a doubt, that I’ll never be able to live without her. Without Evie.
My angel.
“Dawson…I think you broke me,” she whispers.
“No.” I smile, delicately kissing her forehead, filling my lungs with her scent. “I put you back together, baby.”