Chapter 7
Oliver
She trusts me. I don’t know why my chest nearly explodes in a warmth I’ve never felt before, but it does. It makes me want to protect this woman with everything I’ve got.
I fist my cock harder, my body so turned on. I’ve never felt this way before. Ever. There’s just something about Lacey that does something to me.
Turns me primal.
I keep stroking my cock, so close to her face. Fuck. If she stuck out her tongue right now she could lick the drop of precum I’ve got on the tip. “You’re such a turn on,” I tell her.
How could this woman still be a virgin? I’m sure men everywhere want to fuck her. Even tonight she was being hit on right in front of me.
The thought of that man hitting on her, makes me angry.
I stroke my dick harder, and Lacey gazes up at me.
“Oliver,” she whispers, her voice soft like a feather.
“Yeah,” I breathe out.
“I’ve never done this before. I won’t be any good at it, but I really want to be. I want you to enjoy yourself. I want this to be good for you.”
I gaze down at Lacey sitting on the couch. She’s got her top off, and is wearing nothing but a short, pleated skirt. She’s a fucking knockout. “You have no idea,” I whisper.
How could she think that this won’t be good for me?
I remember she’s a virgin, and realize I don’t want her first time to be on her couch in her living room. She needs to be properly fucked. I reach my hand out to her. “Let’s go to your room,” I tell her, and she takes my hand.
“Okay.” She leads the way to her bedroom in the back.
“Don’t you have a roommate?” I ask her.
“She’s out of town, so we have the place to ourselves.”
My cock thrums harder, thinking about how loud and reckless we can be.
“Good.” I should have taken her back to my place.
I should have made this special for her, and part of me wants to hold off.
To invite her over tomorrow night. Wine and dine her.
Make it special for her, but looking at her right now. I can’t wait.
I need this woman now.
More than I’ve ever needed anything.
“Lay down,” I tell her once we’re in her room. “Let me see you splayed out on the bed for me.”
She smiles and does as I say. “Yes, sir.”
I step closer to the edge of the bed, liking how it sounds when she calls me sir, but there’s something else I want her to call me instead. “Call me daddy,” I tell her, wondering what she’ll think about it.
She licks her lips, her fingers toying with her hard pink nipples. “Yes, Daddy,” she whispers. “I like that.”
I reach out, my hands fisting into her hair. I lean closer, so my lips brush against hers. “I want to take care of you. I want you to be my little girl. My little naughty girl in the bedroom.”
She smiles, her breath mingling with mine. “Yes, Daddy.”
Fuck this girl has no idea what she’s doing to me. “I want you to be completely mine in the bedroom. Understood?”
She nods. “Yes, Daddy. All yours.”
“I want you needy for me. I want you begging to be fucked. Like a little slut. Can you be daddy’s little slut?”
She nods again, her mouth hanging open slightly. Open enough for me to slip my tongue into it. “Yes,” she whispers before I capture her lips in an all-consuming kiss.
“That’s a good girl.”
The bed dips as I climb on, my cock harder than it’s ever been. I lean her back, so she’s flat on her back.
“I need to taste that little slutty pussy.” I lift the hem of her skirt, looking at her white-cotton panties. “Anyone ever eaten this cunt before?”
She shakes her head from side to side. “No. I’ve always been waiting for you.”
Hearing her say this makes me nearly lose my control. “Really?”
“Yeah. I’ve fantasized about you for a long time.”
“Fuck,” I groan out, positioning myself between her legs. I lean closer, swiping my tongue through her wetness.
She nearly bucks off the bed as my tongue comes into contact with her sweetness. “Oh my god,” she calls out. Her fingers fly through my hair. “Oh, Daddy.”
I smile against her silky skin. “You like the way I lick your sweet pussy?”
“Yes, oh my god, yes!”
I laugh lightly as I sink my fingers into the flesh of her ass cheeks. I hold her open for me, letting my tongue apply pressure to her clit. She tries to squeeze her legs together, but I don’t let her. I keep her open for me, so I can explore all of her.
“This is mine,” I whisper as I swipe my tongue over her pussy. “All mine.” I keep licking, sucking her between my lips. I work her clit as her fingers grip my hair. She tugs as she calls my name out into the quietness of her bedroom.
“You like the way your daddy eats your little cunt?”
“Yes!”
I drag my finger through her wetness, letting it dip inside her briefly. “Holy fuck, you’re tight.” I try pushing the finger in deeper but am met with resistance. I realize I’ve never fucked a virgin before. Ever.
Not even when I was one.
This is going to be a long night. One I’m seriously looking forward to.
“Is that okay?” she asks me. I think her innocence is such a turn on.
I gaze into her eyes, my finger rubbing back and forth over her clit. “Baby, I love your pussy. I can’t wait to start working my fat cock into it, but first I need you to come all over my tongue.”
Her eyes widen. “Really?”
“Oh yeah. I want to taste this little slutty pussy before I fuck it.” I lower my face, getting all up into her pussy and get to work. I suck and lick, nibble and fuck her with my tongue. I use my fingers, letting myself get lost in the art of getting this beautiful woman off.
A sense of pride swells through me knowing I’m the first man to touch this pussy. To know she’s never experienced this before. I want to make it everything for her.
“I’m close,” she calls out, and it’s like music to my ears.
I clamp down on her clit, making sure the pressure is just right. “Come all over me like a good little slut.”
I swear I could come right now just having this woman grind her hips against me.
“Daddy, I’m coming,” she screams, and I smile as her body releases against me. She’s a loud one.
When her body’s calmed slightly, I race up her body, my dick pushing at her entrance. “You on the pill?” I ask her.
She shakes her head. “No.”
Fuck. I don’t even have a condom anywhere. I never usually do this. I haven’t fucked a woman in months. Possibly even a year, or maybe longer.
I’ve been so busy with work.
“Your period? When was it?”
She locks eyes with me, and I can tell she’s trying to figure it out in her head. I’m about to say fuck it and just push deep inside her.
I want this woman pregnant with my child. Fuck. The thought of Lacey pregnant with my baby has my balls pulsing with need.
“Your period?” I shout out, needing to be deep inside her.
“Last week.”
That’s good enough for me. I push the tip of my dick inside her, and am met with the same resistance I felt when I stuck my finger inside her. “Goddamn, you’re so fucking tight, baby.”
“I’m sorry,” she whispers.
I smooth a hand over her blonde hair. “Hey, you have nothing to be sorry for. I fucking love it. You’re perfect, Lacey.”
She blinks. “You think so?”
I kiss the tip of her nose. “You’re perfect. Now this is going to sting, baby. Just a little bit.”
She bites her lower lip. “Okay. I’m ready.”
“You’re such a good girl for Daddy.” I punch my hips forward, eradicating her cherry with one thrust. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good.” And she fucking does. Better than anything I’ve ever felt before.
“Ahh,” she breathes out, her eyes squeezing shut. “It hurts.”
I still my body, not moving at all. “You need time to get used to me, Lacey.”
“No, it’s too big.” Her whole body is tense.
“Breathe, baby. I know you can handle your daddy’s cock. I know it’s big, baby, but you’re a good girl. Just breathe. Relax your body.” I push my hips against her thighs, spreading her open before me. “I know you can handle me, baby. Be Daddy’s little slut.”
“I’m trying,” she whines. “I’m trying.”
I smooth my hand over her hair once more. “You’re doing such a good job,” I tell her, inching deeper inside her.
My heart nearly explodes in my chest as she grips onto me, her legs falling further open.
She sucks in a deep breath, letting it out slowly. “I’m ready for your to fuck me,” she whispers.
I smile, my eyes never leaving hers. “I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready,” I say, knowing if I move right now I’ll lose all control.
“I need you to move, Daddy.”
I punch forward once more, my cock burying deeper inside her. “Like this?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
I push a little deeper, making sure I don’t hurt her. I go slowly, barely able to hold on. The need to fuck her is intense, but I want her to enjoy herself. I don’t want to hurt her. Ever.
I keep moving little by little until she’s fully acclimated to my size.
“I knew you could do it, baby,” I tell her, moving a little faster now. “You feel so fucking good. Like you were made for me.” I keep pushing, pumping my cock into her.
Fuck.
She wraps her legs around my waist, hooking her ankles together. I push deeper inside her until I’m balls deep.
“That’s it, baby. You’ve got all of me inside you. Look how well you handle me,” I praise her. “You handle my cock like a good little slut.”
Her nails dig into the heated skin of my back, and I swear she’s nearly drawn blood. However, everything she does turns me on. Everything.
I keep fucking her, my body nearly out of control. But I won’t lose it. Not on her.
“You can go faster. I want you to enjoy yourself,” she tells me. “I want you to want to do this again.”
My whole body goes still as I gaze down at her. My beautiful precious girl.