Chapter 13 #3
Daddy slides his hands under my bottom and picks me up still kissing me and walks us out of the nursery and down the hallway.
I break away a little, worried he will slip and I giggle a little as we enter the bathroom first to turn off the taps and then a large navy bedroom with a giant king-size bed in the centre.
Walking us around to one side, he climbs on by his knees and lowers me into the centre.
Leaning down he continues to kiss me as I begin to pull at his t-shirt, pulling it high and he helps me tug it off.
I gasp at what he has been hiding behind it.
A well-toned six pack greets my eyes. This man does not have even the slightest of dad bods and I am not sorry about that.
Smirking, but not arrogantly, Daddy says, “Do you like what you see?”
“I’ll like it even more when we get these trousers off you.
” I reach for the buttons, and he lets me undo them, together we pull down his trousers over his bum hastily and I tug at his tented boxer shorts so he can remove them at the same time.
“It’s only fair I get to see you naked,” I say as his thick cock springs free as Daddy manoeuvres to take them off his legs.
We laugh together for a moment as he finally gets them off his feet and I feel the naked weight of him take the air from my lungs as he leans his body down on mine.
Sitting heavy between my legs I feel the length of him against my core.
Supporting his weight on his forearms to stop him from squishing me, he cages me in with his body and begins to devour my mouth again.
I move my hips up against him for some well-placed friction and he groans.
Moving his mouth down my neck he finds one of my breasts and sucks my nipple deep into his mouth and I thrust my chest up for more. Letting go of it, he leans back to my ear and whispers, “I want to watch you come. Play with yourself whilst I play with your body.”
I don’t need to be asked again, I’m not shy to play with myself, I need to come. Daddy moves back down my body and begins sucking on my other nipple as I begin to circle my clit allowing the bubbling sparks of desire to build at my touch.
Letting go of my nipple, Daddy moves to a kneeling position and watches my hand circling my clit and then allows his eyes to roam my body, absorbing every inch of me until his eyes reach mine.
When they do, holding my yearning gaze, he leans his right hand between my entrance and gently slides two fingers inside of me, curling them up.
The look of pure need in his eyes to see me pleasure myself—as he hits my g-spot head on—has my orgasm shattering around his fingers as he helps me ride out the waves of my climax and I pulse around his fingers.
A second later he has lined himself up and thrusts deep inside me, every nerve ending inside my pussy is alight from my orgasm and still pulsing around him.
“I fucking love looking into your eyes as you make yourself come for me Roxy,” he breathes as he begins to pound into me.
I love the weight of his muscular body over mine, the way he moves his body with control and finesse in and out of me.
The confidence he exudes turns me on like a horny teenager as he manoeuvres himself to thrust in deep and hit just the right spot.
I begin to moan as the pleasure builds inside of me again, “You’re going to make me come Daddy,” I say in my normal voice but it comes out urgent and husky.
“Say that again Roxy.”
“You’re going to make me come, oh god, I’m coming Daddy,” I whimper as my climax surges and takes over my senses as Daddy continues to thrust wildly inside of me finding his own climax as I pulse around him, and he throbs inside of me.
We both let out a sigh of utter pleasure as Daddy collapses on me, although he’s mindful to not let his full body weight engulf me.
Damp with sweat, Daddy rolls onto his side as he trails kisses from my mouth and along my neck and to my shoulder.
Panting, I begin to float down and curl into him.
“That was amazing.” I smile into his arm as he draws me close and cocoons me to him.
“You turn me on in so many ways, it’s hard to continue as we were when I want to roll you over and do it all over again.”
“We can do both,” I smile lazily back at him, nestling into his body more, enjoying the warmth of him as the temperature of mine begins to cool down.
I feel his cock stir against my stomach as one of his legs rests heavy over mine.
Wanting to give him everything he is paying for and more, I tilt my head to look up at him with doe eyes and I say in a low voice, “Make love to me Daddy, I need you to.”
I feel him stiffen as I see the desire cloud his eyes as indecision plays over in his mind. He’s torn, he wants to go back to the role play but he also wants to be inside me again.
“You are not too sore?” he asks with genuine concern.
I am a little, but desire is already pooling between my thighs at the thought of making slow love to this unusual man. “You did fuck me good, but I can guarantee just the thought of you sliding back into me is making me wet.”
His lip quirks at my reply as he searches my eyes for the truth. “Plus, I am still lubricated from just a few minutes ago,” I say coyly as I feel Daddy’s come begin to leak out of me.
“Please Daddy?” I ask, almost begging. And that is all he needs to hear to roll my body onto his, lift me into the air and slowly lower me onto his standing erection.
He feels delicious to slide onto. Feeling full of him, I lower my body and find his mouth with mine as I roll my hips.
Daddy kisses me slow and passionately as I ride him and indulge in the power I feel over him.
I feel his hands roam down my body and rest above my hips as he helps move me over his cock the way he likes.
Breaking our kiss, I take a breath and trail kisses down his neck and nibble on the sensitive part of his neck before biting him enough for him to groan in desire, sending sparks to my clit.
His deep groan is all I need to raise myself up so I’m sitting high on his cock, and I begin to ride him for all I’m worth chasing my climax with every stroke.
Daddy grabs my hips and forgotten is our slow love making and in its place is our wild riding.
“I need to feel you more,” Daddy exclaims, lifting me up, placing me down on all fours and straddling me from behind.
Lining himself up, he gives one powerful thrust and I cry out at the fullness of him as he bottoms out and hits my cervix.
“That’s where I want to feel you, right there,” he explains as his cock begins to rub me in just the right spot, his strong body gripping mine from behind as he ruts in and out of me, using me to find his climax.
Love making be damned, he is fucking me like a wild animal.
“Touch me Daddy,” I beg and he weaves his arm under me and strokes two fingers over my clit as he slows down his thrusts to focus on helping me come.
“Faster Daddy, right there,” I moan as he strums across my bundle of nerves that are edging closer and closer to the release I need right now.
“I’m so close Daddy, yes, please keep touching me!” I cry as I reach my peak and tip over the edge and into oblivion, setting every nerve ending on fire inside of me as I feel him thrust even deeper enhancing the sensations flooding my body so I begin to see stars in front of my eyes.
“I can feel you milking my cock, you’re going to suck every last drop of come from Daddy’s balls,” he growls as he stills and holds himself deep inside of me, coating my cervix with every last drop he has left to give.
I feel him shudder from inside me, behind me and I know I’ve taken everything from him.
Withdrawing his cock and sending a flow of liquid trailing out of me, he lands heavy on his back and pulls me straight on top of him so my head is lying on his chest as he breathes heavily and I feel my head rise and fall.
My heart races in my chest from the orgasm, from fucking him a second time and for him being unapologetically him.
We lie like this as we calm our breathing and our racing hearts, our damp bodies becoming one in the aftermath of our attraction.
When I’m on the edge of sleep and my breathing is a shallow flow, Daddy nudges me over to the crook of his arm so I’m lying curled into the side of him and says, “Daddy needs to bathe this sleepily little girl and get her into bed.”
I look back up at him and say in my little girl voice, “Ok, Daddy.” And we’re back to the fantasy he is paying for.
Daddy untangles himself from my body and climbs off the bed, then picks me up in a cradle and carries me into the bathroom.
“Does Roxy need to potty?” he asks and I nod, wondering if I have to use a diaper again but instead he lowers me onto the toilet as he begins to run the bath again complete with strawberry bubbles and yellow plastic ducks.
Once I’ve finished up, he helps me into the warm bath and I lie back into the bubbles and sigh feeling safe and relaxed.
“Daddy is going to hop in the shower quickly and then he’ll give you a wash.
” And with that, he turns the taps on in the adjacent shower and I watch him soap up his beautiful toned body and see his cock go to half mast as he watches me watch him.
I smile sleepily as I close my eyes and within minutes, he’s wrapped in a towel and on his knees beside the tub.
“Roxy’s turn, sit up now sweet pea,” he coos into my hair, the wet tips hanging on either side of my head as I realise I’m still in pigtails.