“I’d lift up your nightgown, make you bite the hem in your mouth, holding it there so I could see all of you. You’d watch in awe as I took myself out, stroking as you played with yourself until we were both on the edge. I’d teach you how to cum, then as you moaned and called my name…I’d shoot off all over your tiny body. Spraying cum on your belly, your tits, your pussy…then finally, onto your face. You’d be covered with me. When we were done, I’d pull your nighty down, press it into my cum, rub it into your face while I spank your ass for teasing me and put you back to bed. The next morning when you come down to breakfast, your nightgown would be stuck in place and I’d know it was because of me.”
I can’t talk anymore, and it’s okay because I give her one more hard pump and her body stills for just a moment before the storm hits. She gushes hot juice around my dick, her face twisting into the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen as I slam forward one last time.
The muscles in my gut twist and lockdown as I finally give myself relief.
Her body twists as her eyes close, and the power of my climax blinds me. Her walls convulse around me, milking the spurts of my hot cum deep into her as I deliver more against her cervix than I thought I could ever produce in a lifetime. I come so fucking hard, the room spins and I’m helpless to stop the overpowering emotions that take over.
Her sexy noises draw two more sprays as my balls ripple with pleasure and I look down at the angel below me in awe.
“You’re never leaving me,” I heave out, watching her eyes open, latched onto mine as I finally release her hair. I run my hands down her back as I ease out of her, looking down to watch as her body spreads around my cock, slick with our combined juices, tinted with pink.
“I won’t…on one condition.” She smiles as I pull out, laying down, pulling her on top of me.
“Condition? You have a condition for me?”
“Yes.” She straddles my pelvis, centering her soaking, spread pussy on my shaft, and starts slipping up and down without putting me inside her. “I have things I’ve thought about too…when I was here and you were in here sleeping.”
“Oh yeah?” My pulse quickens, my dick still rock hard as I reach up and cup her tits.
“Yeah…you want to know what I thought about?”
“Of course. You should always tell Daddy everything. Especially your dirtiest thoughts.”
“How about I show you?” She bites into her lip, her hips flexing back and forth on my girth as her hands press into my pectorals.
“Show me, baby…show Daddy what a dirty girl you are just for him. Always, forever, for him…”
Chapter 9
Layla
“You gonna sleep all day?” Jack’s voice drifts into my dream, induced by the warmth of the sun and the gentle caress of the breeze.
I lift my head, squinting into the sun as Jack steps sideways, blocking the light.
“We’re back already?” I hear the sounds of the marina and look around to see he’s docked The Tripoli back in the harbor while I slept in the hammock on deck.
“Guess you were tired.”
“Well, you’ve been wearing me out, Daddy.”
I sit up, the lingering soreness in my muscles and between my legs reminding me of how we’ve spent the last four days.
It’s been a full-on dream, day in and out. Jack and I fell into a comfortable pattern so quickly. I’ve been coming to the marina office with him every day. He’s teaching me about the business and the ins and outs of the boats, running the staff and charters.
I stretch out my arms, wanting him close, and he doesn’t hesitate, reaching down and scooping me up, carrying me from the hammock down into the seating area next to where he steers the boat. The summer sky is that perfect Baltic sea blue with the tufts of white clouds floating around as the harbor water laps at the sides of the boat.
We spent the morning on the water. Jack anchored the boat and we made love under the sun and in six different positions all over the deck, the sun warming our naked skin until one of Jack’s large charter boats came within binocular distance and he made me put my bathing suit back on.
Waking from my nap, just looking at him my pussy aches. No matter how much he gives me, I want more, and he’s the only one that can give me the relief I need.
I’m wearing a new suit he bought me yesterday. One of seven because he made me try them all on in the store and he loved them all. This one is lime green with pink lace around the edges. It’s barely big enough to cover my nipples and my rear end.