Page 12 of Big Daddy

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Skyler’s heavy breaths and moans are music to my ears, and I want to hear more of them. The music in the workout space is loud enough to drown out any sounds we make in here. Frankly, I don’t care that anyone could walk in on us. I need to take her, claim her, and make her mine right this second.

I kiss up to her ear and rasp, “I want to touch every part of you.”

“Yes...” She sighs the word. “Oh, please, yes.”

I glide my hand down her body, letting my fingers dance across her chest and over her shirt. I cup one of her breasts, and it feels so good in my hand, so full and soft. Skyler pants as I continue my descent. When my fingers tease the exposed skin of her stomach, I feel her tremble against me.

Slanting my mouth over hers again, I tease my fingers into her leggings. My dick jumps as I palm the smooth, slick skin of her pussy, and I can’t contain my growl.

“Fuck, I love being right,” I say against her lips.

Skyler moans as I sink a single finger into her pussy. She’s burning hot and so wet that I can feel her arousal gush onto her leggings with every slow thrust. I brush her clit with my thumb, and her legs buckle.

Pulling my hand out of her pants, I catch her and carefully guide her to the ground.

She looks positively debauched with her cheeks glowing like two ripe cherries and her legs sprawled open. I note the distinct wet patch right in the middle of her crotch and my mouth waters. The red of her hair catches in the artificial light, creating a halo around her head and making her look like some kind of fiery angel.

The naked desire in her gaze makes my blood pump faster. I lower myself to the floor beside her. She keeps her hazy eyes on me as I work her leggings down. She didn’t have a chance to put on her shoes, so there’s nothing to stop me from sliding her pants all the way off.

I groan when I see Skyler’s pussy for the first time, so smooth and pink that I can’t resist gliding my thumb along her slit. Part of me wants to slip my tongue inside her and let her ride my face. But I’m so hard it hurts, and she’s obviously wet enough. I need to get my cock inside her. Once that’s taken care of, I’ll do whatever it takes to make her come all over me.

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” I growl. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Skyler.”

She wets her smiling lips. “Thank you, Ben.”

I work my shorts off with one hand and use the other hand to caress her inner thigh. When I finally get my cock out into the open, she gasps.

“Y-you’re so big.” Uncertainty flashes across her face as she rises onto her elbows. “Will you fit?”

I chuckle and give my thick cock a few slow pumps. She watches, almost entranced, as my hand glides up and down my shaft. “Trust me, baby, I’ll make it fit.”

Before she can reply, I slide two fingers through her wet folds and then slip them inside her. Skyler’s head drops back as she moans. Though it’s only two fingers, she’s incredibly tight. Rather than loosening her up, the presence of my fingers seems to make her tense even further.

“Skyler, baby, you’ve gotta relax for me.”

She looks up at me with wide, worried eyes. “I’m s-sorry, it’s just... I don’t know, I’ve never—” She cuts herself off, bites her lip, and turns her head away, like she’s embarrassed.

My mind finally catches up to my fingers—which I immediately stop thrusting. Gently, I tilt her face back toward me.

“Skyler, are you a virgin?”

She hesitates, then nods.

I take a deep breath to relax my muscles, feeling like a grade-A asshole for charging into this situation, assuming she’d done it all before. Even knowing she’s a virgin, my body’s ready to pounce, eager to be the first man to slide inside her tight pussy. But I can’t let my burning desire overshadow my sense. Not when she so clearly needs my guidance.

“Do you want me to teach you, baby?” I ask, my voice deep and husky. “Do you want me to show you how good it can feel to have a cock inside you?”

Skyler shivers and nods again.

“Yes.”

I resume pumping my fingers inside her, slowly at first, then with more speed. She bucks her hips to meet my thrusts.

“That’s it, baby,” I growl, spreading my fingers. “Let Daddy stretch you open.” I don’t know why I just called myself Daddy. I’ve never referred to myself by that title before. Maybe it was subconscious, some dormant part of me being jolted awake by something in her.

“You like that, baby? You want me to be your Daddy?” I ask, fucking her harder with my fingers.

She spreads her legs wider. “Yes, Daddy. I want that so much.”


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