Chapter 24
Chapter Twenty-Four
Mace
The second my girl utters that affirmation, I start pumping in and out of her. I’m so fucking aroused that I’m only going to last a few minutes, but that’s all she can take this first time, anyway. I don’t want her so sore that she doesn’t want me to fuck her again later.
She writhes beneath me, arching her chest and lifting her hips off the bed to meet my thrusts. I’m standing, which means my cock is grinding against her G-spot with every pass, right where I know she likes it from my earlier exploration.
I release her lips and bring my mouth to her nipple because, fuck, she likes me to suckle her hard, too. I’m learning so much about my woman, and the most important part is that she likes me to be rough. She also prefers to be restrained.
I wish I could climb into her brain and know what she’s thinking right now. Is she focused on me in the moment? Or is she visualizing something kinkier, like I assume she does when she masturbates?
I’ll ask her because I want to know all her secrets.
Every. Single. One. And focusing on this future inquiry is buying me a few more strokes, but even my laundry list of questions isn’t enough to help me hold off any longer.
My cock doesn’t care what I’m pondering anymore.
It’s waited four years for this ecstasy.
Gritting my teeth, I hold back for three more thrusts before crying out as my cock empties into the condom.
It’s only at this moment that I realize Autumn is close, too.
I hadn’t expected her to be able to come again so soon after the first two orgasms. Plus, I figured her mind would be clouded from the stretch.
But my girl is bucking her hips and moaning, so I don’t stop. I release one of her hands, bring it down to her pussy, and rub her clit while she fucks me from below.
She probably has no idea she’s gyrating onto my cock, her greedy pussy acting of its own accord. It’s the fucking sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, and I’m glad my vision has cleared enough to watch her in such an abandoned state of need.
Her face is tight. She’s straining to reach her peak. But it’s elusive. She can’t quite get there.
Suddenly, I jerk my cock out of her cunt, lift my hand, and swat her swollen pussy.
Autumn’s eyes pop open wide as her jaw drops. I’ve shocked her, but is it enough?
I slap her folds again. “Come, sweetheart,” I demand.
She digs her heels into the mattress, arches her hips clear off the bed, and groans.
“Now, naughty girl. Come for Daddy.” One more well-placed swat to her pussy is all it takes for her to shatter.
Autumn screams as she tips over the edge. Her legs shake, still supporting her ass in the air as if she can’t lower it until the waves of pleasure subside.
I watch all of this, fascinated, noting exactly how long her orgasm lasts and the moment when she’s finally sated enough to drop her hips and turn into liquid on the bed.
She’s panting heavily. So fucking sexy. So totally mine.
I carefully ease her body to the middle of the bed and climb over her so I can kiss her lips, her cheeks, her jaw, her neck, her breasts.
She grips my head with both hands as I smother her with my love.
Yeah, I’m in love with Autumn Burke. She’s my soulmate. My life partner. And I’m never letting her go.
When her breathing evens out, I finally slide off the bed. “Don’t move, Baby girl.” I hate leaving her, but I need to dispose of the condom and grab a wet washcloth to clean her up.
I’m back in less than two minutes. She’s right where I left her, legs splayed wide, chest rising and falling rapidly, a pleased smile lighting up the room.
She winces as I set the warm cloth over her pussy. “I can do that,” she whimpers.
“Never, Baby girl. When we make love, I will always take care of you afterward.”
She sighs heavily, but doesn’t protest. “You spanked my pussy,” she declares as if she’s shocked. It’s funny for that to be her first comment.
I chuckle. “I did. It made you come, too.”
A tremor shakes her body. “Do most people like to have their pussy spanked?” she asks in a vulnerable voice.
“Doesn’t matter what most people like, Baby girl. Focus on what you like. I will always provide it.”
Her cheeks are pink. I love it when she’s embarrassed. It adds to her innocence. It’s adorable.
Leaving the lights on, I tug the covers back and manage to drag them from under her so I can position her on her side in the middle of the bed and climb up, facing her. I pull the covers over us, hopefully to stop her shivering.
Hauling her so we’re touching, chest-to-chest, I kiss her briefly. “You okay, sweetheart?”
“Yes. Better than okay. That was ten times better than I ever expected.”
I smile. “Good. We’ll improve on it every day.”
Her eyes go wide. “Cocky much?”
I shrug. “Of course. We’re just getting started. We have a lifetime of sex ahead of us.”
Hugging her closer, I rest my nose against hers. “You like a little restraint and a bit of pain.”
She bites her lower lip in that way that tells me she’s embarrassed.
I cup her ass and give it a squeeze, making her flinch since it’s still sore from earlier. “I want to know what makes you tick, Baby girl. Every detail. I want to know what you think about when I’m inside you, so I can make those fantasies come true. If you don’t tell me, I’ll always be guessing.”
Autumn licks her swollen lips. “If I’ve read about it, it’s probably on my list. If you’ve suggested it, it’s also probably on my list.”
I stroke her bottom with my fingers, eventually letting my pointer trail down her crack, grinning when she clenches her butt cheeks.
“Daddy…”
“Ah, so maybe there are some things not on your list?”
“Definitely.”
“But I’m suggesting it,” I tease her.
She reaches back to grab my wrist. “Apparently, not everything you suggest goes onto my list.”
I can’t stop grinning. She’s so fucking adorable, and I love teasing her. Eventually, there will come a time when she not only lets me into her tight rosebud but enjoys it and begs for it. But she’s not there yet.
I slide my hand around to her breast and stroke the soft skin.
She slowly relaxes. “So, that’s it? You’ll leave my butt alone since I said so?”
“Not even close, naughty girl. But I will wait until you’re ready. I’ll never do anything until I’m certain you’ll enjoy it. Which reminds me, I think I’ll order a chastity belt today.”
She rolls her eyes. “That’s silly.”
I lift a brow. “Is it?”
“People don’t wear chastity belts. They probably don’t even make such a thing. They’re like a medieval torture device or something.”
I laugh. “I assure you they are very real, and there are dozens of designs meant to drive people to distraction.”
“But they’re meant to protect a woman’s virginity, and mine is no longer intact,” she points out haughtily.
“Sweetheart… You’re grasping at straws. Just admit that you’re curious and titillated by the idea of one. The thought of being locked into a device that keeps you from touching yourself turns you on.”
She sighs heavily. “Fine.”
“And you’ll be even more deliciously embarrassed when I spank you in front of your friends and they see that your cunt is under lock and key.”
Groaning, she drops her forehead onto my shoulder. “Stop.”
I chuckle again, shaking both of us. This is fun. “I know you aren’t going to rattle off your list of kinky things you’d like to try, so I’ll just have to guess until I discover them.”
“That could take all night,” she mutters.
“Sassy girl. Tsk tsk. I’m not going to pull out a pad of paper and pencil right this second. I’ll start throwing out ideas at random times of the day and night, shocking you until I’ve created a long list of dos and don’ts.”
She snuggles into me.
I rub her back. “Speaking of day and night, it’s the middle of the day, and we never had lunch. I need to feed you.”
She tips her head back and looks into my eyes for long seconds. “How did I get so unlucky and lucky in the same week?”
She’s referring to the murder of her father, which preceded her luck, and I hate that his death is what brought us together.
It will forever be a cloud at the beginning of our relationship.
But at the same time, I’m so fucking grateful for his nudge in the letter he left me.
Without that, I might have never pursued Autumn.