Pushing backwards, she feeds me her cunt and I savor it greedily. I lick and suck at her, filling the room with her wild moans and my greedy feasting. I slip my thumbs into her hole and watch her tightness suck at the intrusion. God, I cannot wait to get my cock in there. Bare against that tightness, feeling her ripple with pleasure as she comes for me. Which reminds me...
“Rule number three,” I stop talking to suck noisily at her before I go on, “nothing between us. I ride you bare. Do you take birth control,” I ask, tilting to the side to watch her shake her head no, “good. You won’t be needing it. If I breed you the first time, well good. You want to be a mama, pet?” Again, I watch her, seeing her nod her head as she glances back. I wait a moment, letting her know I want her to use her words.
“Yes. I want babies. I was always afraid.... because I can’t take care of myself...” she stammers her words and trails off, looking away.
“Perri. Baby, look at me,” I demand, waiting for her to obey. When she doesn’t, I smack both her cheeks and she cries out, turning her gaze back on me. “You can love your babies, can’t you? You can show them how to dream and how to take chances, can’t you.” She nods her head as our gazes hold. “You will make a good mother forourchildren. Love them. Be there for them. Give them the chance to figure out who they are. I will take care of the rest, Perri. I will always provide for you, for us, for our family.”
Perri watches me, twisting slightly at the waist. “Do you mean...I mean you mean all of this is really...us? We are a thing? We are together?”
Standing, I go to the side of the bed, reaching out to smooth her hair back from her face. She lies flat, hands tied behind her as she peers up at me with hopeful eyes. When I joined the military, I had no doubts. I filled out my papers and was ready to the next day. Joined flight school and was ready to get in the cockpit. This is no different. I know what I am signing up for.
“Yes, Perri,” I lean down to get eye level with her, “we are together. We have been together since you ran into me and I caught you in my arms. I won’t be letting go. Not ever. I am signing up for forever with you, pet. As I said, you can always say no. I want you, Perri. For good, but I will untie you right now and take you....” my words stop as her breathing becomes erratic, and her eyes go wild.
“No! No. I don’t want you to let me go. For the first time in my life, I am certain of something. My mother tied herself to the Commander in two weeks. I would have tied myself to you in two minutes. I want you, Parker.”
Emotions that shake me to my core deluge me. I am unsteady on my feet as I kneel beside the bed, watching her eyes as she shouts these words out. I would take her to the courthouse tonight if I could. Marry her two hours or two days after I met her, I am just as certain of her as she said she is of me.
Since I want us to ease the rest of the way into this, I say none of that.
“Good. Good girl, pet. Rule number four,” I grin through my words when I see her smile, triumph in her beautiful eyes, “my girl always comes before I do. Now lie back for daddy, let me finish my dessert, baby girl.”
Sliding back behind her, I do just that. I eat her sugar sweet pussy through two orgasms, her moans as she writhes beneath me almost enough to make me come too. I am new to this too, but I figure out what she likes. What makes her come faster. Like when I wiggle my flat tongue over her clit while I pump my thumb into her pussy. Or when I do thatandsink the tip of my finger into her ass too. Just thinking of sinking my dick in there has me leaking cum so I shove at my slacks, my cock springing out hot and heavy.
“Rule number five,” I grunt as I move back to the side of the bed, “I come in that pretty mouth before I fill your pussy. I want you full of me. Open for daddy pretty baby, take me inside,” I hiss, pumping my aching shaft as she turns her head, popping her mouth open. I plunge past her full lips, fisting her hair so I can control how she takes me.
I piston my hips slowly, loving the drag of my shaft against her hot mouth, the swirl of her wicked tongue, and the gagging sounds she makes as I fuck her mouth. I never knew pleasure like this existed. The few times I was with someone else, it was mechanical and empty. Just like putting coins into a machine and going through a cycle. This is nothing like that.
Her hot mouth suctions at my shaft, her tongue licking at my sack when I go deep enough. She hums as she sucks, greedily taking every thrust of me into her mouth. We’re both wet with sweat and her thighs are soaked with her own cum. It’s vibrant and voracious and I won’t ever get enough of it. I slap gently at her mouth when my cock pushes her cheeks out and she moans, sucking even harder, until her cheeks hollow out.
“So pretty, pet. So goddamn pretty with my cock stuffed down your silky through. I bet your pussy is soaked from sucking daddy’s cock. You love being his little whore, don’t you,” I stun myself with my filthy words but when I reach back to touch her, I feel her pulsing and realize she is coming, “oh yes, my little good girl loves being daddy’s slut. Come with my big dick shoved down that whore throat of yours. That’s it. Good girl. Such a fucking good girl. Swallow daddy down, baby girl. Take every drop,” I hiss.
Shoving my fingers inside her as she chokes on my shaft, I feel her close tight around them as she comes. Her scream as she swallows my cum is so fucking hot I almost black out. She takes all she can take but her body shudders with her own pleasure and I slip from her mouth. Taking hold of myself, I jerk off as I still come, ropes of it shooting over her face as she screams again, her body convulsing as she falls forward.
“Fuck. Jesus hell,” I throw my head back, still coming as I jerk faster, harder, pumping every drop I can across her mouth, her throat, anywhere I can get it, “such a good girl for daddy. Fuck, baby girl.”
When I can see straight again, I start to untie her wrists, but she pulls away. Frowning, I smack her ass gently, showing her who is in control here. I need to care for her now, it feels more powerful a need than anything I've felt before. I want to hold her and kiss her, praise her for being so good for me.
“Don’t untie me. I....don’t want you to be done yet,” she pouts up at me.
“Oh, baby girl,” I coo gently, untying her as she whines, “I won’teverbe done with you. Rule number six. We play and then daddy takes care of his good girl. Come, let me clean you up, I made of mess of my pretty girl.”
Perri watches me as I set the tie aside, seeming confused. I scoop her up and take her to the shower, setting her on the bench seat inside. Turning on the water, I watch her back, trying to figure out where her head is. When I pull her up beneath the warm water, she nuzzles against my chest, and I sigh in pure contentment.
After I wash her, taking care between her thighs, she is soft and cuddly as I tend to her. I have never felt more important in my life than I feel taking care of her.This matters. Not the way we play, but the way I take care of her. The way I can make this sweet soul feel good about how beautiful her wild heart and indecision truly is.
Wrapping her up in a fluffy towel, I lead her back to the bedroom. I clean up the mess we made then come back to her, brush in hand. We sit in the moonlight, talking about favorite songs while I brush and dry her hair. It’s an intimate thing and I feel closer to her the longer she snuggles in my lap, letting me do it. When she passes out and I peel her out of her robe, she curls into my pillow, mumbling my name in her sleep.
Sliding into bed behind her, I pepper kisses over her skin gently.
“I am here, pet. Daddy is here,” I promise softly.
And I will do whatever it takes to keep that promise.