Asher
Life was muted before Sayla. I’d coped with loss by immersing myself in work.
I understood despair, turmoil and guilt intimately.
I just never expected caring for Sayla to evolve the way it had.
One could hope, obsess and plan, but nothing was guaranteed.
Now that I was with her, I couldn’t be without her.
My Princess was finding herself again.
Pushing against boundaries.
Against the rules.
I dragged my fingers over her perfect little cunt.
Her whimper was instant.
Such a hungry girl.
He’d never see her like this again.
Never touch her.
Taste her.
I crouched down, facing my beautiful Princess before tasting her, savouring her on my tongue, relishing every sound that escaped her lips. All while knowing she was still my son’s wife.
He’d delay signing the paperwork. By the time he did she’d be pregnant—heavy with my child. Doing what he never could.
Could a sociopath love?
He left a trail of destruction wherever he went.
Not with her.
Not my Princess.
She began to slide down the bench, pushing herself against my face, and I focused on the task at hand. Days and nights of plugging her up with my seed. She had declared herself this morning. She wanted to carry my child—had chosen me to father it.
The more I licked the more she glistened. I held her buttocks in place and worked my way up and down, moving to ensure I reached every single inch. I didn’t stop when she begged. Nor did I stop when she tried to free herself from my torment.
Her little grunts, moans and cries merged into one—a beautiful cacophony that echoed around the gym.
It was wrong of me to edge her like this.
I saw her watching me in the mirror.
But I just couldn’t resist.
“So you want me to fuck a baby into your little pussy?” I asked before lazily toying with her clit, feeling the soft bundle of nerves beneath my tongue.
“Yes please, Daddy,” she gasped.
“That means you’ll be my forever Princess,” I murmured, sliding my tongue up to her entrance.
“Yes. Yes,” she snapped.
That was good enough for me.
I kissed her pretty pussy and rose above her.
My eyes remained on her rear. The way she was spread open and ready for me. I reached for my cock and wrapped my fingers around the thick base, slowly pulling on it. I was harder than ever.
I eased down and lined myself up. She began to pant.
“Please,” she moaned, raising her hips.
I nudged the head, sliding it between her lips, bumping it over her clit.
“That’s it, baby. Feels good, doesn’t it?” I cooed.
“Oh god,” she cried.
Close enough.
I plunged home, fucking into her, breaching her until she cried my name. She stretched out so beautifully that I paused to enjoy her muscles tightening around me.
“My hot little fuckpuppet,” I said, grinding myself against her, shoving the last few inches in. “This is what you needed. Daddy’s big cock inside you.”
I leaned over her to gather her hair and pulled her up until I could reach her breasts. I found her nipples, pinching and pulling at them until her pussy clutched at me.
“Ah, ah,” she gasped.
“Just breathe, relax. You’re doing so well, taking Daddy’s cock so deep.”
“So big,” she gasped.
“This is what you wanted, Princess.”
“Uh-huh,” she said, nodding.
“My good girl,” I said, pulling my hips back before slamming back into her.
There was no stopping me. I held onto her and began to snap my hips back and forth, each time feeling her stretch around me, taking me perfectly as she moaned.
“Oh, god, yes.”
My hand tightened around her breast, the other in her hair while I buried my face against her neck.
“That’s my dirty girl. Take it, Princess. Every last inch of me,” I growled beside her ear.
Even pinned between me and the bench, I felt her arse chasing after me, desperate for more.
“Oh, yeah. You’re going to come for me, Princess. Show me how messy you are. Drench Daddy’s cock,” I panted, thrusting so hard that I bumped something deep inside her.
She screamed as her orgasm tore through her and I fucked her harder. Her pussy fluttered around me.
“Fuck—Princess,” I groaned as I spilled into her.
I continued to rock against her soft arse, pumping every last drop inside her until she shook. Our ragged breaths filled the gym.
I knew working out would never be the same again.