Chapter 7

T here’s a click of a bottle, the squirt of liquid. Then Daddy’s hot hands glide over me, slick with oil that smells of citrus and sandalwood.

He starts at my shoulders, smoothing and rubbing the oil over my skin. It feels so good. All my muscles loosen and melt into the bed. He works his way down to my waist.

When he spreads my ass cheeks apart, I gasp and stiffen.

“Relax,” Daddy whispers. “I just want to look, to touch. I won’t be taking your ass.”

I relax just until he tacks on one last word, “yet.” “Daddy,” I whisper.

“Are you Daddy’s good girl?” he asks.

“Yes.”

“Do you think Daddy will hurt you?”

“No.”

“Good. I won’t hurt you, but I will fuck every hole. I know how to stretch you so that it won’t hurt. But I will have every inch of you. Come on every inch of you.”

I swallow, but don’t argue. I want him to have every inch of me.

When his callused thumb coasts over my back entrance, I shudder. It feels strange, but good. Really good. The oil acts as a lube as he circles my pucker over and over.

Soon, I’m rocking my hips, lifting them into his touch. My skin buzzes, my pulse throbs as his hands work their magic. He lifts my hips, setting me on my knees with my legs wide. When he spreads the lips of my pussy, he groans.

“So wet. So ready for Daddy,” he says. “Roll over and spread those thighs.”

I scramble to do as he says, hoping that he’ll fuck me now. But he doesn’t. He pours more oil into his hand, then rubs his palms together. He starts with my shoulders once again, then trails his fingers over my sternum, down the valley between my breasts. He circles my belly button then treks back up.

I arch, lifting my chest up, hoping for his touch. When he bypasses where I need him, I whine and fall back on the mattress.

“Tell Daddy what you need.” “Touch me, Daddy.”

“I am touching you.”

“Not where I need it.”

“Do you need dirty touches, Allie?”

When I look up, I see lust in his gaze. He wants to play a game.

“I want dirty touches, Daddy. I want your fingers inside me, your cock inside me.”

He closes his eyes as if absorbing the words.

“I want Daddy’s cum inside me.”

Daddy opens his eyes with a snarl. He grips my waist and slides me down the bed until he’s between my thighs. He falls onto his elbows as they land just outside my shoulders. And when his hard, thick erection glides over my wet entrance, we both groan.

“Is this what you want?” he asks as he curves his hips forward.

The underside of his shaft drags along my clit. I moan out a garbled yes, and he does it again. Then again.

I pinch my eyes closed and concentrate on the sensations. Something is swirling inside me, like clouds before a tornado.

“Daddy please,” I beg.

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me.”

His hands move down the bed and grip my hips. He tilts me up, then slips his forearms under my thighs. Soon, I’m bent in half. When I look up, his gaze is locked on the heart of me, where he has me spread open.

“I know I said I wouldn’t hurt you, but this is going to sting a little.”

“I still want it, Daddy.”

He moves up onto his knees and bends his arms, pulling me closer. My legs dangle over his arms as he shifts forward and presses inside. He whispers a curse as I suck in a sharp breath.

Daddy stills above me. His arms quiver beneath my legs. A bead of sweat trickles from his hairline and glides down his temple. I feel his shaft throbbing against my opening.

“Allie,” he groans. “Tell me when I can move.”

I circle my hips, inadvertently tightening around him.

“Oh, fuck,” he rasps as I whine a little.

As the hot stinging starts to subside, I tilt my myself up. Daddy swears

again and his hips shoot forward until his balls slap against my ass. He swoops down and thrusts his tongue into my mouth, swallowing my little grunt.

He kisses me so hungrily, so dominantly, that I relax and reach for him. The pain fades from my mind. By the time he pulls back for a breath, my brain is fuzzy and light.

His hips slide away and Daddy looks down at where we’re joined. His nostrils flare as he groans.

“Look at that sweet little pussy holding me so tight. I want to take a fucking picture to remind myself that you saved this sweetness for me.” He looks up into my eyes. “It belongs to Daddy.”

He keeps his eyes on mine as he sinks inside, so slowly. His eyelids flutter and I’m relieved that, while I feel stuffed full, there’s no pain.

With each push of his hips, pleasure builds inside me. This position lets him get so deep. Soon, Daddy’s pumping harder, slapping his body against mine with the power of his thrusts.

Daddy reaches up and grips my shoulders. I’m bent in half and his grip on me gives him leverage to ram into me so hard, so fast. Even my moans are cut off by the power of his thrusts.

“Daddy, please. I need... I need...”

“What do you need?”

“I...”

One last pump of his hips and I’m flying. My back arches hard enough

to dislodge his hands as I sprawl on the bed. Daddy holds himself up, his hands landing at my sides on the mattress. He pistons in and out, causing unbelievable friction. I can feel the moment his control shatters. His head falls back. The veins in his neck stand out. Every muscle in his shoulders, chest and abs turns to stone. Then his body jerks in time with his cock as he spurts inside me again and again.

He collapses, letting my legs fall to the mattress. His hips still jerk in tiny little thrusts, like he’s trying to get every bit of cum inside me.

“I already fucking want you again,” he pants as his hands start to move over my sweat-slicked skin.

“You can take me whenever you want, Daddy.” Inside me, his shaft jerks.

“That’s Daddy’s good girl.