He set a stronger pace. His thrusts became more powerful and deeper, and the feeling was unlike anything he’d ever experienced. From the sounds she was making, she was enjoying it as much as him.
When the base of his spine started to tingle, he knew he was about ready to come. He bent forward, slipped a hand under her, and caressed her clit at the same time he rammed into her.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me.”
“Daddy!” she screamed.
He cursed when she clamped down on him, making it nearly impossible to move within her. He fought his way through, trying to keep her orgasm coming while his orgasm started.
The sounds and cries they made intertwined and filled the room.
He braced himself on his hands as his cock pulsed in her ass when he came down. When he felt like he could stand without falling, he kissed the back of her head and slipped out of her.
“I’m sorry,” he said when he saw her flinch. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”
He cleaned himself up and then brought a washcloth in to clean her, arranged her where he wanted her, and slid into bed beside her when he was done.
Grey saw the tears running out of her eyes when he tipped her head up. “It’s okay. Cry all you want. I’ll be here to hold you.”
Her emotional storm seemed to last forever. He used tissue after tissue to mop off her face and have her blow her nose. When she was done, she fell asleep on his chest.
Grey curled his arms around her and held her tightly against him. He planned to keep her in their room the rest of the night and have food sent up. He’d wake her in a bit to eat, and then he’d fuck her again before they slept.
He was pleased and relieved that she finally looked like she was coming out of it before falling asleep. The day had been hard for her, but he relaxed now that he knew how to help her deal with it.
His whole focus was on her, her needs, and what made her happy. She’d had enough pain in her short life, and he wanted to make the rest of it easy.