Chapter Four #2
Shit, shit, shit, shit.
There was no denying any of this; I decided to go with it. “Good morning, beautiful.” I pressed my face into her hair, the familiar smell of my shampoo reminding me in an instant that she’d showered in my bathroom. She’d slept in my bed. She was rubbing against my cock.
I’d always been a possessive man, but this was nearly too much for my already tremulous control.
“I thought maybe I dreamed it,” Gia said, her voice a sleepy rasp.
I hummed again, pressing light kisses on the warm skin of her shoulder.
“Dreamed it? A nightmare or a dream, then, sweet girl?” I said it lightly, but I was dead curious about her response.
I knew just as well as anyone in security that she’d been panicked last night.
It would’ve been easy to fall for the stress and heat of the moment.
But today, in the light of a fresh start, would she feel the same way?
I would not hold it against her either way.
And while I wanted to say that no matter what, I’d had fun and would be okay with whatever she chose, that was a lie. I was already in deep with this woman.
As if sensing the way my brain was running away with me, Gia’s slender hand reached back, pink-tipped fingernails running through my cropped hair. First it was a caress, but that lasted a breath. In the next, she grew bold, her nails biting into my skin as they moved.
“Fuck,” I murmured. “Careful, princess.” I’ was already distracted by the way her hips arched into mine, grinding backwards until I knew that she could feel the hard length of me. No, not just feel… She was using me, enjoying the feeling of me against her body.
“No,” Gia moaned. “I don’t want you to go easy.”
“Gia…I want…” What the fuck was my problem? Any other woman, I would’ve thrown myself on her in an instant. I would’ve been between those sweet thighs, making her scream with no interest in what came after.
But with her…
Gia’s hands tightened in my hair, her words coming out in a rush.
“You want this to be real. But it already is, Colton. I want you just as bad as I did last night. And not because of a scary moment. I want you because I feel like we’re tied together and I might die if I don’t find out what it feels like to be yours. ”
I moaned, my cock throbbing hard between her cheeks. “Tell me. In detail, Gia. Tell me what I’m allowed to make you do, sweet baby.”
Gia writhed against me, her hands leaving my hair to shove at the blankets above us, her ass rubbing against my fabric-covered cock over and over again.
“Gia,” I growled. I needed to hear it. I needed her to say it out loud.
Gia moaned, her body now curled against mine as the blankets fell to the floor. “Everything, Daddy. Anything. Please.”
That word again.
Daddy.
It was a title I’d never considered, a kink I had never pursued. But hearing it from her lips felt more right than I ever could’ve imagined.
I curled my hand, cupping the sweet heat of her pussy and feeling the need that streaked between the pair of us as I rewarded her use of my new name. “Yes, such a good girl. I’m going to give you everything you want…and more. Are you ready for that?”
She’ nodded, speechless as I slipped my hand lower, my fingers exploring the silken sweetness of her body there.
“So wet, sweet girl. What were you dreaming of?”
Gia moaned, her body still restless as I teased lower until I could circle her clit with my thumb. “You’re so responsive, aren’t you? Were you hoping I would touch you?”
She nodded.
“Were you hoping I would let my fingers go deep? To stretch out this hot little cunt? It is so tight, baby girl. We’re going to have to work on that.”
“Oh my God, Colton. Your mouth…”
I humped against her, one finger and then another going deep into her body, stretching and moving and plunging deep as my palm ground up against her clit. “You like my mouth?” I hummed against her skin. “Good, because it’s going to be all over you the minute you tell me so.”
She squirmed as I held her tightly in my arms. “I want that. I want that so bad.”
I groaned, battling my inner self that was dying to roll her over, to press her thighs open wide and sink in between them. I could feel the way her needy body would respond to mine. That desperate shiver. That hint of begging in every word. Fuck.
But it wasn’t enough.
Not for what I wanted from her. I wanted to own her body, to wash away all other memories of anyone except me and the pleasure I could bring her.
And for that, she needed to beg.
“You want my mouth on you? You want me to taste you?”
I had expected my words to egg her on, but instead they seemed to have the opposite effect. I retreated slightly, releasing her a little so she could roll her head back, pretty blue eyes meeting mine.
“You have all the power here, Gia. I can feel that I’ve pushed too far.”
But she was shaking her head. “No, it’s not that. I’ve never… No one has ever asked to do that.”
I stared at her, not understanding. “To do what?”
White teeth worried that pouty bottom lip. I was instantly jealous of it, even as I forced myself to pay attention to the words that she was barely able to mutter out.
“Go down on me.”
I blinked at her again, still confused. “No one has ever asked… Did someone force you? Because help me God, Gia, I will—”
Her hand, soft and sweet, settled over my mouth, even as a bright-pink blush stole over her cheeks.
“No! Oh my God, I’m making such a mess of this.
I just meant, I’ve had men down there before, but it was always rushed, awkward, and it felt like…
” Those teeth worried her lips again. “It felt like they had to do it. And now, I just don’t like that. ”
I stared at her, quite sure that I’d never heard anything as pathetic as the men in her story. What man didn’t understand that to have a woman like this in their bed meant that worshiping that woman was a privilege?
“You don’t like when men go down on you?”
She shook her head, ever so slightly. “But it’s okay. I can go down on you if you’d like. Or we can just skip to…”‘
I pressed my hand against her throat, just enough to quiet her rambling words. “Baby, as much as I’d like your tongue all over my cock, there’s plenty of time for that later. First, though, you’re going to let me take care of you.”
I released the pressure slightly, watching as her eyes softened and she smiled. “Do you trust me?”
Gia huffed. “I don’t even know you. Not really.”
“That wasn’t what I asked. Now tell me, do you trust me?”
She looked at me, long and hard, her body still pressing tightly against mine.
I could feel the heat rolling off her. I could practically taste the need that sank into my body from hers.
Everything hinged on this response. Gia’s tongue slipped out to wet her lips.
My eyes followed the movement, tension coiling in my belly.
“Yes, Daddy.”
Fuck me.
I leaned over her, my mouth a breath from hers.
“Good fucking girl.” I kissed her hard, slanting my mouth over hers, my tongue teasing hers for just a moment before I jerked back again.
“Now, you’re’ going to let me wipe away any memories of those other men—those boys—who don’t know how to lick this pretty pussy, right? ”
My hand was still on her throat, but it was soft, a caress instead of a hold. I wanted her to understand that while I was intent on making sure she felt every bit of pleasure from this, I still wouldn’t push her past her boundaries.
“Say yes, baby girl.”
Her head flopped back as I pressed a kiss against the hollow behind her ear and then the line of her jaw. “Yes, Daddy. I want you to do that.”
I continued to kiss my way across her throat to her clavicle.
Her skin was smooth and utterly addicting.
I wanted to taste every inch of her. Murmuring soft praises, I gently rolled her to her back so I could brace my hands at her hips, my mouth salivating at the way I was going to devour this woman, starting with the prettiest, softest part of her.
“Do you have a safe word, baby girl?”
Gia’s belly hollowed, and I tucked my fingers into the waistband of the barely there panties before sliding them down her thighs. The moment I revealed her crotch, I actually felt my heart stutter in my chest. “Do you keep this pretty thing trimmed for someone?”
I ran a finger down the line of hair that pointed directly at the place my cock was begging to be. “Because if you do, I need to know who.”
“Why?” she gasped out, the muscles in her legs trembling as I trailed my finger lower, hovering right over where I knew her clit would be waiting for me.
I leaned down, tugging at the panties until they were at her knees.
Pressing my face against her sweet pussy, I breathed her in, letting her feel the hot, wet feel of my breath.
“Nothing you should be worried about, baby girl. Just planning on remembering their names in case they ever try to come back and make this pretty thing theirs again. I don’t share,” I said, burrowing my nose against her swollen skin as my hand dropped low to pull her panties the rest of the way off.
With her legs freed, I could feel the ripple of her muscles as they shifted under my chest.
A thick pulse of cum threatened to spike up my cock as I dropped into the cradle of her body—my arms over her thighs, my mouth hovering over the peaked hood of Gia’s clit. She moaned as my fingers resumed petting the line of her pussy.
“You like that? Hearing what I would do to protect my girl?”
I knew she was nodding and felt the movement in the mattress as she shifted.
I smiled, leaning in and kissing the soft hotspot.
“Fuck, you just keep getting more perfect.” My tongue moved as she did, piercing her soft lips.
Her gasp echoed my moan as my hips reflectively arched into the mattress, grinding hard as I got my first taste of her.
Heaven.
And I was instantly addicted.
“Oh my God, Colton. Oh my God,” Gia moaned, her knees moving to cage my body in as she rocked her pelvis up to my mouth. “Again. Please, again.”
I pulled away, forcing myself to focus, even though I could feel the desperate throb of my cock. “What do you say?”
“Please. Oh God, please, Daddy!”
Flattening my tongue, I dove back in, sliding my tongue down the line of her before curling my tongue and dragging it hard and deep into her body. Her hips rose, her body undulating against my tongue as I pulsed it deep and hard.
Her cries were sweet music to my mind as my fingers dug into the softness of her thighs.
Every time her voice rose, I focused more.
My cock screamed to plunge into the sweet, hot slit I was tasting.
But I forced myself to wait. I wanted her to understand that this pleasure was a guarantee for me.
Because if I was not pleasuring her, then I did not deserve this body.
A hot gush of honey against my tongue dragged me back to the woman under me. She was so close, her body was dripping, squeezing me back as I pulled away to tongue at her clit. Her mumbled words were hard to understand, so I waited.
Finally, I could see her hips move, her body tensing as she sensed I was holding back once more. “Col—I mean, Daddy. I…”
“What is it, baby? Do you need something?”
Her moan made me smile as I pressed a series of teasing kisses across her pelvis. “I can’t believe you’re making me say it.”
I chuckled against her clit. “You know what I want you to say?”
She growled, and I reveled in it. I nuzzled against her skin, letting my lips brush over the hot seam of her body. I never quite pushed in, though, and I knew she was getting frustrated.
“Colton…”
“Say it,” I growled into her skin.
She whispered, “Daddy, make me come. Please, please. I want it so bad.”
My fingers were already sliding deep before her words were completely out of her mouth.
Her body squeezed my hand, shocked at the intrusion for only a moment, and then she was rolling her hips up, meeting every thrust as I shoved her straight into oblivion.
Every twitch of her muscles was my own personal heaven and hell.
Even the soft moans that she muffled into her own hands were gasoline to the fire in my belly.
I wanted to make this woman squirt until my last day.
I wanted to feel the squeeze of her body, the pulse of her need against me every single day.
Thank fucking God I’d gotten a second chance. And I was not going to let her get away this time.