Chapter 6 Gareth
GARETH
It feels like I’ve been waiting my entire life for this moment.
I’m hard as freshly milled steel as I nearly tear Briar’s T-shirt off and toss it aside. Her perfect tits jiggle beneath me. Mouth-watering. The beast within me is raging, urging me to strip her and take her. Mark her. Make her officially mine.
But I’ve waited, and I can wait just a little longer.
This is Briar’s first time, and I will make it memorable. She deserves that.
Despite the primal hunger howling within me, I lean in slowly and plant a line of kisses on her neck—like a necklace—twisting and moving down to her breasts.
She gasps as I take her left nipple between my lips, circling it with my tongue. At the same time, I run my hands up her flat stomach, cataloging every inch of her perfection.
I move my lips to her right breast, again taking her nipple in my mouth. My stomach rumbles with hunger. I want to eat her. Devour her. Lock her in a prison of passion until she’s experienced so much she can’t take anymore.
Then give her more.
Sweet little girl. How did she get dragged into this mess of my life? The darkness of my profession. The backstabbing. The politics.
I’ll protect her from all of that. For the first time as an adult, I know I’ve met someone I can fully trust. The way she stood by me when Felch came in, trying to intimidate me. The way she talks back, knowing I love it.
This girl is the peak of the mountain. The top. And she’s MINE.
I keep kissing down. Down her smooth belly, and an unexpected image flashes through my mind. Briar pregnant. Carrying my baby.
Christ, where’d that come from?
I’ve never even thought about having a family before. When you do what I do for a job and see the terrible things I see, bringing a child into the world seems almost cruel. But it’s like Briar is calling out to me to breed her. To mate with her, shoot my seed into her womb, and make her my wife.
My heart kicks heavily in my chest. My lips twist as I unbutton her pants and tug them down, taking her panties with them.
There it is. The sweet little pink pussy that I’m constantly craving. I’m an addict. I need to be between her legs at all times, lapping at her sweetness. I want the juices to run down my cheeks, my chin. I want her scent permanently embedded in my lungs.
I need her every second of the goddamn day.
I fucking love it. The way she is perfection without even trying.
She’s a working girl who life never gave anything. She didn’t know she’d be seeing me today and didn’t have time to do her hair, her makeup, or even put on something traditionally cute.
But despite all that, she’s the definition of gorgeous.
Pure, raw beauty. Nothing else. No pretense. And that’s how I’m gonna give it to her. Raw.
I rise up onto my knees, kicking my pants and briefs aside. Briar wipes her eyes with the back of her hand and looks up. When she sees it, her jaw drops.
“No…no way…”
“Yes, way.” I nod.
“That won’t fit, Gareth. That won’t fit in me.”
The look in her eyes drives her innocence home for me. I need to make this right. Show her and teach her how to take me. Make her first time unforgettable.
“Of course it will fit. Briar, your body is made for this dick. Understand?”
A light flickers in her eyes, shining with excited expectation. “Yes…da—”
Her voice chokes in her throat like she was about to say something but held back. I want to press her on it. I want to know. But now is not the time.
“Touch it,” I tell her.
“T-touch it?”
“Yeah.” I smirk, taking her hand and guiding it to my cock. “Feel it. This is going to be inside of you.”
Her fingers look so tiny as she gently and cautiously runs them across my length. It’s clear she’s never touched a man before, but even the lightest contact has my muscles reacting.
Talk about foreplay. I’m directing her, but I’m teasing the hell out of myself.
“So big…” she murmurs. She’s so adorably sexy. Without even trying. And I will protect that. Keep her pure against the world.
I lean in, slipping out of her grasp, and press the tip of my cock against her soaked entrance. Just the drippings and the heat are enough to almost send me over the edge, but I bite my cheek until I taste blood.
No. Not yet. We’re not even close to done.
I watch her little virgin cunt as her pussy lips spread to accept my cock. She’s impossibly tight, beyond anything I’d expected, and gasps as I start to stretch her.
“Oh my God…”
“Just like that,” I coach her. “Take nice deep breaths. Give me that pussy.”
That’s it. I’m inside. My body, which has been numb for so long, is on fire. A supernova goes off in my skull, shaking me into a new space where only she and I exist.
Briar’s eyelids flutter, and she takes a deep breath, causing the two perfect mounds of flesh on her chest to rise. I snatch them up in both hands, battling back the fever inside.
I can’t fuck her too hard. Too fast. Not yet.
Hinging my hips forward, I press deeper, penetrating her untouched flesh. This is it. You’re mine now.
Every millimeter I claim tugs me closer to climax. I’m right on the fucking edge. Never in my life have I tasted such goodness.
Then I feel it.
Briar’s cherry. Her sweet innocence pressing back against the tip of my cock. And judging by the look on her face, she feels it too.
“Is that—?”
“Yes.” I nod. “Your innocence, baby. I’m going to take it now. Then you’ll belong to me.”
The hesitation in her eyes mixes with desire, a longing to fulfill my expectations. To please me. She may have a smart mouth, but Briar is truly submissive. And she’s giving herself over to me. Putting her innocence in my hands.
“Do you trust me?”
“I trust you.”
“Good. Then take a breath.”
She does, and I push.
That sacred membrane gives way, and she lets out a squeal as my inches slip inside. That’s it. The last barrier between us. She looks up at me, and I see the whole world in her eyes. Our future. She’s timid, but she trusts me. And that trust nearly causes me to break.
I don’t stop. Not because I can’t but because she doesn’t want me to. I watch her face for any sign of pain. For any signal that I should pull back. But what I see is her chin rising, her lips parting, and her body opening like she was built to take me.
So I keep going. Inch by inch, until I’m bottomed out inside her, my balls pressed against her tight little asshole.
“What a good girl you are,” I praise her, threading my fingers through her messy hair as she gasps for breath, eyes fixed on mine. “You feel that big cock?”
She nods, invigorated. “Yes! I feel it!”
“You like it, don’t you?”
Again, she nods, blinking away the moisture pooling in her eyes. “Yes! It kind of hurt, but like, so good.”
I pull back, feeling the walls of her pussy beginning to form around me. Mold to my fit.
“You wanted to call me something a minute ago, didn’t you?”
Briar’s cheeks flush with crimson. For the first time since we started, she looks away. But using my thumb, I pull her back to me, forcing her eyes to mine.
“Didn’t you?” I repeat.
She nods. “Yes…”
“And what was it?” I ask, rocking my hips, fucking her innocent hole for the first time. Her jaw drops, and she throws her arms around my neck, pulling me down on top of her. Then she whispers in my ear…
“Daddy…”
Christ, that’s so goddamn hot.
My cock flexes, threatening to explode. I bite my cheek again in the same spot, using the pain to force back my release. As much as I want to, I can’t come yet. Briar deserves more. She deserves the best.
Hooking her neck in the nook of my elbow, I fuck her faster, staking her with my erection, pounding her into the cushions of the couch. The springs squeak beneath us as I lap hungrily at her neck, kissing her, letting my lips drag across her smooth skin as I lose myself in her body.
The rest of the world just melts away as I rut deeper, my balls slapping against her ass with every rough thrust.
I’m amazed she’s taking it so well. But that just reinforces what I already know.
We were made for each other.
I need to see more of her. I sit up and snatch her left hip and pull, twisting her onto her side, exposing her ass and the sloping curve of her back. Two little back dimples show themselves, and my balls ache with desperation.
I spank her hard, once on each cheek, causing her to cry out. “Yes, Daddy! More. More!”
I keep going until both cheeks are red with my handprints. Then I grab her ass with one hand and cup her breast with the other, changing my strokes to long and deliberate.
“I can’t hold out anymore,” I grunt, feeling the walls I’ve built up crumbling down. “I’m going to come, Briar. And I’m gonna come inside you.”
Understanding flashes through her eyes, and she quickly nods. “Yes, Daddy. Come in me. Come in my pussy.”
There’s that mouth again.
And that’s all it takes to set me off.
I bury my cock in her, all the way up to the hilt. My shaft flexes as the first load of my seed erupts into her silky channel. At the same time, her body twitches, and she grabs me by the shoulders, clawing for a hold as her own orgasm hits.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” she shouts as her hips rock back against me and the walls of her pussy contract around my girth.
I shoot my cum deeper and feel it dripping out of her, down her ass and onto the cushions beneath us.
Fuck, what a wonderful mess.
We writhe together, tangled up in mutual euphoria, until finally we both gasp and collapse.
I bring my lips to hers. We don’t quite kiss. We just let them rest against each other as we breathe, like we’re the same body, needing the same things.
I look at her, losing myself. Her face is sweaty, and there’s a mark on her neck from my mouth. Her heart pulses back through her chest, the same tempo as mine.
I’ll never be the same after this.
“I own you now,” I whisper into her ear, feeling her soft body stir beneath mine.
I expect a smart-mouthed comment out of her. But to my surprise, she just nods, eyes closed, and whispers, “Yes, Daddy. You own me.”