Chapter Seven
Neal
I couldn’t hear past the rushing in my ears. This woman—this beautiful, kind, stunning woman—was like putty under my hands. The noises in the back of her throat were about to send me into another dimension, just thinking of what I wanted to do to her.
I wanted to worship her.
To take away all her worries.
To consume her whole, driving every worry and fear from her mind until all she felt was me and my cock.
I dragged a finger across the prettiest pink pussy I’d ever seen. She was hot and slick against my fingertips, and I bit back another groan as she moved against me.
“Shh,” I whispered to her, my voice just as tortured as I felt. “I’ll give you what you need.” Cupping her with my palm, I ground the heel of my hand against her heat.
Penny gasped, her hips following my motion as I ran my finger between her lips, spreading her with teasing little pets.
“Neal…”
I responded by sinking my fingers deep, the delicate folds of her body fluttering around me as I groaned, leaning over her and pressing my teeth against her thigh in a bite meant only to soften the need to pump harder. I wanted to feel her around my cock more than I wanted my next breath, but I needed to feel her come now. Right now. The need to taste her was riding me hard. To feel what no other man would ever again.
Because fuck staying away. Fuck playing it safe.
I released her flesh and slowly dragged my fingers back out of her. Meeting her wide eyes as she still loosely held the towel, I offered a soft smile. “Such a good girl, aren't you?” I pumped into her again. “Are you going to come for me, darling? Tease me with what my cock is missing out on?”
Penny’s head fell back, her still-damp hair sticking to her shoulders as the towel slipped free.
“Please, I need you.”
My mouth went bone dry as she writhed against me, her hips rising and falling with the pumps of my fingers inside her. I couldn’t stop myself from looking up, seeing the heavy rise and fall of her chest, the perfection of her breasts as they heaved. Her belly was smooth and soft close to her belly button. I could see the faint, nearly invisible scars now.
The realization was a lightning bolt to my balls. I ran my fingertips across her belly, tracing the zig-zagging lines. This was from carrying her baby. My palm flattened when I felt her muscles tense.
“I’m sorry. I should’ve warned you.” Was she embarrassed? Somewhere in my lust-ridden mind, I was horrified at this perfect specimen ever being worried about her body.
“About your scars?”
She pushed an elbow up, eyeing me warily and licking her lips before speaking again. “They’re ugly—”
I leaned in, replacing my hand with my mouth, dusting kisses across her belly. “You are stunning, Penny. For a man like me, who craved this, who wanted kids with every fiber of my being, seeing what you did to bring your daughter into the world is beautiful.”
I drew back, my thumb circling her clit. “I would’ve killed to be him, you know. To be the man who filled this pussy, who got you pregnant and got to watch you grow big and round with my baby.”
I couldn’t bear to look at her after my confession. My eyes were back on where my fingers slipped in and out of her, at the soft pink flesh dripping under my attention.
“Neal, please.” Her voice was a rasp.
“You know how to get what you want…” My cock was steel in my slacks, and I knew I was dripping, desperate to get into her. But I wanted to hear her say it. I’d obsessed over it since yesterday. I needed to know whether it inspired the same emotion in her as it did in me.
The need to care for her. All her needs. I wanted them. More than that, I wanted her to want to give them to me.
Penelope’s eyes rolled; her hands fisted on the sheets. “Daddy, please.”
I nearly came in my pants just there, hearing it tumble from her mouth. “Good girl,” I answered, my hand slowing. “You told me two before. Is it still two?”
She squirmed on the bed, trying to get me to move again. I growled a little, withdrawing completely and ignoring her noises of protest as I waited. My pulse pounded in my ears for one breath, then another.
“One, but with you.”
I drew my tongue through her heat, finally letting myself taste the part of her I craved so badly. Above me, she cried out, her fingers finding my hair and tugging as I plunged deep, retreated, swirling the tip of my tongue around her clit as her cries filled my ears.
I only had one.
But hell, it would be a big one. My cock was grating against the zipper of my pants, so I broke away, throwing my new shirt over my head and my pants down my hips before I joined her again on the bed. She inched higher up the mattress, her breasts heaving as she stared down at me.
I gripped the base of my cock, enthralled by the beauty that lay in front of me, ripe for the picking. “Someday I’m going to stretch out these beautiful lips with my cock, but I don’t have the patience tonight.”
Penelope gasped as I climbed over her, sinking between her thighs as I caught her mouth in a kiss. My cock dropped eagerly to her pussy, the head pressing in as I deepened the kiss.
“Neal,” Penelope moaned softly, her hips lifting to mine.
My cock slid in, just the head, and both of us gasped at the feeling.
“Fuck, little girl, you’re squeezing me out.” I reached between us, brushing a finger over her clit. “Let me in, baby. I’ve got much more to give you.”
Penelope’s legs tightened, though. “I’m not sure you’ll fit. It’s been a while since I’ve had anything…”
I considered her words as I rocked myself against her. Then I carefully pulled out of her. “Roll over, baby.”
Penelope looked confused for a moment before rolling to her stomach. I slid a large pillow under her hips and stroked my hand down her back.
“Just relax. Let your body go. I’ve got you,” I said, stroking her spine again. I could see it, the way her body sagged into the pillows, tension melting off her as I petted her smooth skin. When I rose up against her hips, my cock slipped into her pussy with a strangled cry from her. “You can do it, baby. Let me get deep.”
Sher nodded against the pillows, and I pushed deeper, swallowing hard against the need to fuck hard. I kept moving until her cheeks pressed against my pelvis and I was throbbing deep inside the hottest pussy I’d ever felt.
“Are you good?” I gritted out, my hands splayed over her hips and ass as I attempted to rein in the desire to explode in her right then.
Penelope moaned, nodding against the mattress. “So good, Daddy. It’s so big.”
I swatted one side of her ass. “I love your voice, baby, but not today. Daddy’s not ready to be done with this sweet little cunt.”
I began to move, dragging myself through the tight, slick walls of her body as she moaned and begged for more. And I meant to be sweet, to drag it out like I said, but it was only a few minutes later that I could feel her losing control.
“Mm, Daddy,” she mumbled, tossing her head against the blankets. “I’m so close.”
I bit back a curse as her body got somehow tighter around me. But now I was being drawn in, pulled deeper. “Yes, baby girl, squeeze me tight. Do you want Daddy to make you come? Fuck, you’re so perfect. Let me feel you come right there on my dick. God, I’m going to come so hard, baby.”
Our bodies slapped together as I drove myself deep. A moment later, I was trapped, her body gripping me, pulling me in, milking me down as she came. I’d planned to pull out, to come all over her ass, but my body had a mind of its own. The first thick pulses of my orgasm stubbornly filled her body before I gritted my teeth to pull out and finish over her back.
I rocked back on my heels, my legs screaming as I carefully removed the pillow and situated Penelope in a comfortable pose before going to get something to clean her up. She watched me as I did, her fingers occasionally brushing over my legs in casual affection that I couldn’t get over.
When I tucked her in next to me, her head over my heart, she finally spoke again.
“What now?”
I kissed her head. “I will take care of you.”
She smiled against my chest. A moment later, she was asleep.