This close I can see the raised veins curling around his throbbing thickness.
My pussy clenches as I imagine all these inches moving inside me. But that’s a conundrum for later.
Right now, his musky scent is filtering into my brain, feeding this insane hunger clawing through me.
Without waiting for instruction, I open up and suck the wide tip into my mouth.
Oh God.Oh god oh god oh god.
It’s warm and salty and indescribably addictive in a way that makes me want to take more of him. To learn him just as eagerly as he wants to learn me.
So I suck harder, exploring the underside of the crown with the tip of my tongue.
He jerks himself free. “Fuck!”
I make a hungry little protest when he pulls away.
“You’re too good at this. Have you ever sucked a man’s cock before?” The question holds a bite of jealousy, which recedes a little when I shake my head.
“No.”
He grimaces. “Christ, those angel lips are already addictive. But I can’t risk blowing my load in that beautiful mouth. Not the first time.” He lowers my head and runs his fingers down my cheek. “Soon, baby. I promise.”
Then his gaze falls to my chest once more.
It’s as if he’s hypnotized by my tits. He groans and drops his head to suck one puffy nipple. “You tastesofucking good,” he groans.
I cry out when he catches the peak between his teeth.
He teases and torments for several seconds as he positions himself between my thighs. He nudges my legs open wider, until my knees are fully bent.
Then he stares down at my sopping center.
“Baby, baby, baby. Look at how perfect you are.” His glides the back of one knuckle through my folds before inserting his finger in his mouth. He groans deep and his cock bobs with his arousal. “I’m going to eat this cunt for hours,” he vows thickly. Then he catches my knees in a tight grip. “I’m going to fuck you raw. I have no other choice. No damn rubber is coming near this virgin pussy. Tell me you want that. Tell Daddy he can blow his load deep in this virgin sanctuary.”
It’s a little insane that I bat away every precaution I should take.
Somehow, something deep inside me trusts this man. And even when all this is over in the clear light of morning, I won’t regret any of it.
When I’m on the run again and heading into possible danger, knowing that I’m taking something so pure and whole, free of fear or danger.
That if the worst happens, then I’ll have this one incredible experience to punctuate my unremarkable life.
“I do,” I respond solemnly. “I want it.”
His fingers grip my thighs hard enough to bruise but I don’t care. Whatever marks he leaves will be a few more mementos of this night.
“Say it properly. Say it the only way that will have true meaning between us,” he insists, his hand landing between my thighs to pet me in that possessive way I’m not sure he even knows he’s doing.
My heart bangs hard against my ribs, my breath snatching at my voice so it emerges in hushed whispers. “I want you to come inside me, Daddy. I want you to fill me up, good and deep until I can taste it.”
His while body jerks, his cock head dripping onto my thigh. “Jesus! My dirty girl. My very own filthy little angel.”
He drops onto his elbows and fuses his lips to mine in a deep, rough kiss that steals the last of my breath.
The wet sound of our kissing fills the room and I moan at the decadence of it.
Our noses are a whisper apart when he eventually lifts his head. His breath feathers over my cheek, nose and mouth.