Chapter 6
Savannah
I feel his eyes on my back. I’m aware of each jiggle of my body as I dash into his house. Once inside, I hurry up the stairs in search of his bedroom. I look out the back window. He has all of our clothes fisted in one hand as he walks naked toward the house.
Every one of my deepest, darkest fantasies is about to come true.
And honestly, even if he just fucks me the once, it will be more than I ever imagined.
I was a bit of a late bloomer when it came to sex.
I wasn’t that interested until Nate started spending more time at our house when I was fourteen.
Suddenly, I understood what all the fuss was about. Whenever I’d see him swimming laps in the pool, grilling with Dad in backyard, or even watching a football game… anything really. He spent so much time outside in our backyard, and I spent a lot of time standing at my window, watching him.
When I started touching myself, he was at the center of every fantasy my mind could conjure.
Then he was gone. Not that I expected anything to happen between us since I was just sixteen when he and Dad hung out less because Mom and Nate’s ex didn’t get along.
But I would have preferred seeing him without being able to touch him, to not seeing him at all.
When I open the double doors to the master bedroom, I hear the back door click open. I rush to the bed, wondering if I’m supposed to pose sexily or just spread my legs like he told me to.
Daddy’s room is big and so is his bed. I push the comforter to the bottom of the mattress and lie on the cool sheets. The ceiling fan circles above me, sending more cool air over me, making my skin prickle and my nipples tighten.
“I said thighs spread.”
I jump at the low tone of his voice. He tosses our clothes onto the bench at the foot of the bed, then climbs onto the mattress one knee at a time. He’s already hard again. His cock curving up as if trying to reach for me, even though he’s not close enough yet.
I open my legs and shiver at the feral smile that spreads Daddy’s lips. He stalks closer until his hips are between my thighs.
“Even from across the room, I could see how wet you are. Did sucking Daddy’s cock make you wet?”
I nod.
“Do you have any idea how sexy that is?”
I shake my head.
He laughs. “Are you ready, Vannah? Are you ready for Daddy’s cock?”
“Yes.”
“Say it. You know what I want to hear.”
“I’m ready for Daddy’s cock.”
He tosses his head back and groans. “I can’t wait to watch every part of you bounce as I slam into you over and over. I’m going to make you come so hard, Vannah. But it’ll hurt at first. I’m not small.”
No, he’s not. My jaw is still sore from sucking him and I didn’t even do it for very long. Next time, I’m going to take my time. Next time, I’m going to tease him and draw it out.
He hovers over me, pressing open-mouthed kisses up my stomach, over my torso, until he pulls a nipple into his mouth. He sucks so hard that it’s both pleasure and pain before letting it go with a pop.
“Daddy’s still going to punish you,” he says as his cock slides through the wet lips of my pussy, poking at my clit, making me moan. “Oh, you like the thought of me punishing you?”
“If it ends with us naked and you inside me, then yes, I like it.”
“You are too much temptation, Vannah. I can’t resist you.”
“Thank God.”
He chuckles as he glides over my clit again. Then he’s there at my opening. Before I have time to stiffen, he thrusts in to the hilt. I gasp at the burn, but as soon as he bottoms out, the burn is gone. Only an aching stretch is left behind.
I try to relax and breathe through it, but when I look up at Daddy, the air stalls in my lungs. Even though he’s looking at me with heavy-lidded eyes, there’s so much restrained power in his gaze that I can’t wait even another minute to watch him unleash it.
“Please, Daddy.”
He growls and swears and rocks his hips back, only to slam them forward. The pain echoes through me again, but I keep my eyes on him. I watch the satisfaction move over his face as he moves in and out of me over and over.
Soon, the pain is gone. And even though he gave me an epic orgasm earlier today, I feel another building inside me, this one even stronger than the last.
Maybe it’s because he had time to think things over, but pressed forward, anyway. Maybe it’s that him being inside me makes all the difference. The truth is that I don’t care why this is better, it simply is, and I’m going to enjoy every moment he gives me.
When I experiment with moving my hips and tightening my inner muscles, I close my eyes and savor both the sensations and Daddy’s reactions. He groans and growls and swears, all the while picking up speed, becoming less careful with each thrust.
I wrap my arms and legs around him, holding on as he rides me hard and fast, whispering filthy things into my ear as he does.
“You’re Daddy’s little girl now. I’m going to fuck you in every position I can think of. Every sweet little hole on this body is mine.”
Every dirty promise has something growing inside me until I no longer recognize the noises coming from my own mouth.
“Fuck. Yeah. Vannah. Squeeze me, just like that. Daddy’s gonna come so hard.”
My legs drop from around his waist. I plant my feet on the mattress and lift my hips, meeting his every thrust, circling until my clit presses against his pubic bone, tossing me off the edge of the cliff I’d been standing on.
And it’s his name that I scream when my body locks down, when my vision blurs and pleasure bursts inside me.
“Daddy.”
His fingers dig into my hips and I center my focus there, like it’s the only thing keeping me in once piece, the fact that he feels it too, he’s as desperate for it as I am.
When our bodies finally relax, Daddy collapses on top of me. I welcome the warm weight of him. I nuzzle his neck.
“I can’t wait,” I sigh.
“Can’t wait for what?”
“I can’t wait for all those things you promised to do to me.”
He covers my mouth with his palm. “I’m not eighteen anymore like you are. I’ll need at least a few hours to recover after coming twice in one hour.”
“I’m happy to wait here while you recover.”
“Oh baby, you’re not going anywhere. I meant it when I said you’re mine now.”
I bite my lip. “What do you think Dad’s gonna say?”
“If I know your father, and I do, he’ll bluster and bitch. Then when he sees how good I’m going to treat you, he’ll take full credit for bringing us together by getting me to hire you for the summer.”