Fuck. She likes it. I feel myself breathing hard, liking the sound of my hand hitting her warm skin. Thoughts of getting Dolly worked up and bending her over the nearest surface for a spanking to get her under control flood my mind.
“Say you’re sorry and you won’t do it again, little lamb.”
“Sorry, Daddy,” she sasses, and my whole body locks up. Something passes between us. Something new and primal and right. She licks her lips. Fuck, that word kills me. I don’t know why, but when it comes from her mouth it does something to me. Something raw.
I reach for the buckle of my belt and pull it free, then go for the button on my jeans to free myself.
I wrap one hand around my cock and stroke it. Dolly’s eyes go there, and she licks her plump lips. Cum leaks from the head of my cock, ready to spill at any moment. It won’t take much. It never does with her.
“You want Daddy's cock, don’t you?” It isn’t a question. She wiggles her hips, and I look down at the wetness coating her pussy. She wants it bad. She’s just as needy as I am.
I rub the tip of my aching cock along her slit, hitting her clit and making her jerk. A pained sigh escapes her mouth, and I grunt with her.
“Please, yes, I want it,” she begs.
“I think I need to mark you. If you’re going to run around in short skirts, I think it’s best you do it covered in Daddy’s cum. Then everyone will know you belong to someone. That your pussy doesn’t need any attention because it’s already getting it at home.”
“Please, yes, yes, I need that,” she pleads desperately, a soft, sweet whine in her voice.
Using one hand, I spread her lips open a little as I slide the head of my cock through her wet folds, hitting her clit, and we both groan.
“Beg me,” I growl, needing to hear her want for me more than I need my next breath. I’ve never in my life been needed by someone, and getting that from Dolly is like coming home.
“Please, Daddy, make me cum!” she screams, already falling over the edge. She takes me with her as cum spills out of my cock and lands on her virgin pussy. I rub it into her skin, coating her and making sure every inch of her pussy is covered with her man.
Satisfaction like I’ve never felt fills me. If I thought I was gone before, I had no fucking clue what gone for her really was.
10
Dolly
I feel the tingling waves of pleasure flow through me, and it’s unlike any orgasm I’ve ever had. They all pale in comparison to what I just experienced, and to call that an orgasm is really an understatement. It was more like a volcano erupting, but from the feel of the warm wetness between my legs, Brandon was the one doing the erupting.
“Wow,” I breathe, opening my eyes to look at him.
He leans down, pressing his lips to mine, and his tongue pushes in. He’s demanding I give myself over to him, and no way in hell would I stop him. Not now. I’ve finally gotten everything I’ve ever wanted from him, and it’s all happening so fast.
I gasp at his taste, running my fingers through his shaggy blond hair. He rests his weight on me, and the feel of it turns me on. His cock is hard between us, pressing into my folds and seeking entry. I spread my legs wider as the head of it penetrates me, and I wince a little as he reaches my virginity.
He feels me tense and breaks the kiss to look down at me.
“I’ve loved you for a long time, Dolly. But even before I knew you, I think I was waiting on you.”
“Me too, Daddy,” I say, my cheeks burning from the blush. I love calling him that while we’re like this. It’s so intimate and real.
“I’ve never been with anyone before, and I know you haven’t either, so I’m not using anything to separate us. You’re mine, and I’ll take care of you. Forever.” He nods to the ring on my finger and then takes my hand and kisses it. “There’s no getting away from me now.”
The look in his eyes is dark, and my body responds to it by raising my hips and inviting him to take me deeper. I want all of his obsession. I want to be the only thing he thinks about, night and day. I want every ounce of his attention, and I don’t want his hands to ever leave my body.
He takes my wrists and pins them above my head. My breathing picks up. His possession heightens my arousal, and I tighten my ankles around his waist.
“You been saving yourself for me all these years? Is that why you’re still a virgin?” I ask, raising an eyebrow at him. Just because I’ve agreed to be his doesn’t mean I can’t throw a little sass his way. Besides, he loves it. I can’t believe he’s never been with a woman, but a small part inside of me rolls around in it. I’m so selfish when it comes to him, so I love he’s only done this with me.
“Been waiting on you to be legal,” he says, leaning down and biting my nipple.
I cry out in pleasure as the small bite sends tingles all the way to my clit. The heavy vein of his cock rubs along my wet seam, and I moan with desire.
“You’re late,” I pant, trying to catch my breath and get my bearings. My head is all over the place, lost in a fog of passion and lust.
“Guess I need to make up for lost time, then.”
He ends his sentence by thrusting fully into me, and I feel a pinch of pain. But just as soon as it comes, it passes, mostly due to his mouth on my breasts. He’s got them pushed together as he licks both my nipples at once, and it’s so fucking hot I can’t think about the tiny amount of discomfort between my legs.