“Long, so l...long,” she pants, her eyes flickering and her fingers clutch to the water but there is nothing to clutch to. Her body is going to have to handle this without any crutches. Other than me.
“That why, you always left your bedroom door ajar, wearing nothing but underwear. Always finding a way to get half naked in front of Daddy’s hungry eyes. Because you wanted me to see what I can’t have?”
“Yes...yes...”
“You still think I can’t have that troublesome, little body of yours? Think you can tease and provoke your Daddy like that and get away with it?”
When she nods, I take out my agitation on her breasts, clamping down on her nipples until she wails and bucks with her hips, her slit sliding against my torso, the water making us slippery. Growling, I attach my mouth to her throbbing warmth and she lets out a sound of relief. Introducing my fingers to her, she twitches at first before whispering,
“Oooh,...that feels nice.”
It pains me now, thinking how many times I could have made it nice for her while she lived in that ice castle. How many times I could have crawled into her bed at night and made her feel...nice. Thinking about the months we lost, makes me batter her with my tongue and she takes it all.
Closing her eyes she whimpers, before mewling, coming and I grip her hard between her legs to make it easier for her and my chest strains at how ripe and lush she feels against my fingers. I savor every last, little tremor of hers, holding her until her body eases and she opens her eyes.
A smile covers her face, making me feel like a man who’s witnessed the moon on a sky he always believed to be pitch black. And I know that I will never let her slip away from me. That she will always be the woman I’ll call mine, up until my last breath.
Grabbing another handful of her curves, I growl against her mouth, “Mine.”
She gasps and I know she can taste herself and I know she likes it because she moans, her lashes fluttering against my cheek.
“You like it when Daddy holds you?” I ask and she nods, twisting her face away from me and the look in her eyes causes me to let out a snarl and I stroke her against my shaft, sliding her, stinging that still innocent part of her. “Or maybe you like it more when Daddy gets you off?”
She nods again, more eagerly this time. “Both. But Daddy...” she whispers, “isn’t it your turn now?”
Reading my damn mind.
“Grab Daddy’s dick in your hands,” I growl and she shivers, her eyes filling with insecurity like she doesn’t know what to do but I will guide her. When I feel her tentative palm slide along my length I want to roar from satisfaction. “That’s it,” I groan, “now stroke it, show it some love.”
I hiss at the look in her eyes and she adds another hand to make it easier for her and my torso arches as I buck against her face, needing more from her because this is driving me senseless. The two of us, out here like this in nature with Meadow on her knees, the water reaching up to her tits.
She’s a wild, little thing for me now and she gazes at me with devotion, making me feel mightier than the mountains. I tense when she gives me a tight lick, already feeling like I’m about to spill and I clasp the back of her head, a part of me wanting to push her closer, another part not wanting to push her.
“Can I take it in my mouth Daddy? Kiss it like you kissed me?”
My eyes roll back in my head. “Fuck yeah, sweetheart. You have my approval.”
She lets out a small sound and I’m already twitching like I’m raging even before she puts me in her mouth. When her lips clasp around me and I get the first lick of her tongue my hips jut forward. This feels so fucking good, but I want to watch her and I keep my eyes fixed on her.
Her shiny head dips, her tits skimming the surface of the dark water and I pull my fingers down, playing with her nipples and her sucking increases. My sight grows dark, my shaft feeling like its doubling in size in her mouth and my features tense in agony...
“You taste good,” Meadow whispers, sounding like she wants to drink me, “I want you so much.”
“Can’t want me more than I want you,” I grunt, squeezing my eyes because my desire for her could burn through this whole fucking forest and turn it onto ashes. Swirling her tongue around, Meadow whispers,
“Show me, Daddy. Show me how much you want me.”
15
Meadow
As soon as I got into the water with Dom, I knew it was over.And I didn’t want to stop him and I don’t want this to end. I know I belong to him and that is all that matters. For the first time in my life, I feel secure as if no matter what comes at me, it will all fall into place as long as Dom has my back.
He is everything I ever wanted and I didn’t even know it. I want him in so many ways that I can’t count them all. It thrills me and scares me but it makes me feel grounded too. It’s like spinning in circles going faster and faster without ever growing dizzy or wanting it to stop.
I am never going back to my old, comfortable life. I’m not going to do the things girls in my position do. I’m not going to marry some playboy, have his obnoxious children then spend the rest of my years concerned about face lifts and tummy tucks. I’m staying here with Dom because I know deep down that this is the only place where I can truly be happy.
With him.