My hands cradle her face, and my eyes search hers as I press a kiss against her lips. A kiss that is gentle, kind, and loving. A kiss to show her that even in all my rage and anger, for her, there will always be enough tenderness to fill the heavens. I might have lost my faith in God and goodness a long time ago, but I found heaven in Parisa’s touch.
“I didn’t even know I was dying until you came along. I’m not a good man, but I’m the man that will spend the rest of his life worshiping you like the goddess you are. All I need to survive is you, and I will give you my heart, soul, and everything I have.” My hand moves through her soft hair and I press my forehead to hers, breathing her in. “When I’m with you, everything is okay so long as I just breathe.”
I say nothing else ‘cause her lips are on mine, taking my breath away.
“I want you to fuck me, Ciaran. I need to get lost in you, and I think you need to get lost in me.”
I don’t need asking twice. I lift her gently and carry her to the dining room table.
“What are you doing?” she asks in confusion.
“I’m hungry. Spread those sexy legs for me and show me dessert.”
A pink blush creeps up her face. I can’t help but chuckle at Parisa acting shy. I push her legs open and slap her pussy. “Be a good girl. Daddy’s hungry.”
Parisa’s legs open for me like the pearly gates of heaven. I pull her pussy lips apart, bringing my head down towards paradise, and spit on her perfect cunt. Tracing a finger down her slit, I spread my saliva around her folds. “I’ve always enjoyed playing with my food.”
Parisa moans, grabbing the edges of the mahogany table.
I lick her sensitive flesh, and she shivers under my touch. “Such a good little slut for me, aren’t you, Parisa? Are you my good little slut?”
“Yes,” she moans. “Yes, please use my pussy, Daddy. It’s yours. I’m all yours.”
Her words throw me off the ledge, and I suck her clit into my mouth. I tug at it while gently grazing the sensitive nub with my teeth, not enough to hurt but enough for her to feel the sensation.
“Tell Daddy what you want him to do to you?”
“Lick my pussy.”
“Have you been a good girl?”
‘As good as you can expect from me.”
I chuckle before inserting a finger into her wet cunt. She moans, and I add a second, stretching her out. My tongue laps her clit while my fingers move in and out of her. I twist and push up, and her body jerks.
“Ciaran, what are you doing? Stop. Stop. I’m going to pee.”
I ignore her request, and keep pressing her sensitive flesh, maneuvering it to get the result that I want. I slide my ring finger into her cunt to get it lubed up. Her eyes go wide, but her breathing comes out ragged, and she doesn’t say a word. I remove my ring finger and push her legs up to expose both her cunt and asshole. I circle the finger around her asshole, and she takes a sharp breath.
“Ciaran, I’ve never done that before.”
Good. I enjoy knowing I’m the only one that’s ever been near her ass. I gently rub her pussy juices on her asshole before slowly inserting my finger. I let her adjust before pushing in further. When she’s adjusted to my finger, I fuck her ass with the same rhythm I use finger-fuck her cunt, sucking her clit in my mouth.
“Shit, what are you doing to me?” she screams, just before she gushes all over my face.
A stream of hot cum floods out, and I place my mouth on her pussy and drink every drop. “Fuck, that was hot.”
“What just happened?”
I kiss her, letting her taste herself on my lips. “You came like a motherfuckin’ champ. You squirted, baby. I’m gonna be doing that every night.”
“Good. Now, fuck me.”
I line my cock with her sweet pussy and shove inside her wet cunt. “Fuckin. Perfect. I could die right now and I’d be a happy man.”
It blows my mind how crazy she drives me. The way her pussy grips my cock is enough to make me blow my load like a fuckin’ kid. I grab her tits hard because one thing I’ve discovered about my girl is that she likes those tits played with not so gently. I make a note to get her some nipple clamps.
“Bite me,” she pleads, exposing her neck.
I clamp my teeth on her throat, breaking her skin. The metallic taste of her blood is like heroin, bleeding into my mouth and making me high. I lick at the wound. “Hellcat, this isn't the only place I’m going to leave my mark and not the only way.”