“Sorry, Daddy.”
“It’s okay. It’s your first time.” I pause, realizing that just because she’s a virgin and never been kissed doesn’t mean she hasn’t done other things. I’d bet my life she hasn’t but still…I want to hear it from her. “This is your first time. Right?”
“Everything I do with you is my first everything.”
“As it should be. Just hollow out your cheeks and only use your lips. It’s not really a blow job but really a suck job.”
“Why don’t they call it a suck job then?”
“Because suck was already taken for things people don’t like. And blow…” I pause realizing it’s basically the same.
“Daddy’s not sure is he?” she giggles.
“I’ll look that up and get back to you,” I play along, stepping out of my dominant character for reasons unknown. There’s just something about her that causes me to lose it, in all ways. It’s not that I’m playing a dominant character, that’s who I am. Sure, maybe I’m heightening up parts of it or some of the word choice is for our little game, but something about her youthful exuberance makes me feel younger too. Even in the depths of my basement, her light shines bright, overruling my darkness to the point that I’ve got her feet chained, tied up and blindfolded, and she’s still full of joy.
How on earth did I get so lucky?
“Instead of looking it up, how about I lick it up.”
“That sounds way better to me. Now, how about you open up that sexy little mouth for me sweetheart.”
She does exactly as she’s told and I ease back into position, the crown of my rod sliding right past her teeth this time and filling her mouth before finding the back of her throat. Her cheeks hollow and the corners of her lips stretch to take in my size.
“You like Daddy’s lollipop?” I moan.
“Uh huh,” she mumbles as her head raises up and then back down sucking me off with her body at a forty-five degree angle, the rope supporting her.
Keeping one hand firmly in charge of the rope I take the other and very gently place it on the back of her head, not applying any pressure as this is all too new for her. Just feeling her jet black hair underneath my fingers is enough…tonight.
She lifts her head just off my member. “I want to taste you. All of you.”
“Good, because I can’t take much more.”
Lowering herself back on she starts sucking like her life depends on it, her head moving rapidly up and down my shaft causing my balls to quickly pull uptight and my entire body to tighten.
“Baby girl, Daddy’s right there,” I warn, but it’s damn near too late. Seconds later I unleash a geyser, painting her throat with my sticky gift.
She coughs, pulling her head off me and it’s only then I notice a few tears and kick myself for not being more attentive, unlike she is right now, as she swallows down each and every last drop.
“Let’s get you down from there, sugar.”
“Did I do a good job, Daddy?”
“Amazing. You’re truly the best, and mine in all ways. Always,” I confess, shaking my head from side to side in disbelief as I ease her body back down. I just can’t believe how perfect she is in every single possible situation I throw at her. I truly feel like she was created for me and only me. And I know that after tonight there’s a baby being created in her belly, and it’s time to create a family with her forever. And as a jeweler, you better believe the bar is set high.
I’m ready and I accept the challenge.
Carrying her back up to bed and kissing her on the cheek I slide into my study and start sketching out what I hope to be my greatest work…ever. Next to her, that is, because nothing on earth compares to her beauty.
14
Jewel
One week later
It’s been exactly one week since Jake took my innocence and made me his and he’s been the only thing on my mind since, not as if he wasn’t before. But now instead of fantasizing about being with him, all I can think about is what he’s going to do with me when we get home.
Tie me up? Check.