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“Fuck. Spread your legs for me.”
She quickly obeyed and Wes angled himself between her thighs. Melody rocked her hips against him, and he bowed his head lost in the sensation of her wet cunt as she greedily took her pleasure.
“Melody,” he gritted, grabbing her by the neck and pressing her into the mattress. “Get ready to sing for me baby.”
Shifting his weight over her, Wes caged her legs with his thighs and angled his wet cock between them. He bowed his head and grunted, slowly slipping into her soaked pussy.
Melody whined under him, fisting the quilt. “Ugh. D-daddy,” she whined, her hips tilted up to accept his invasion. He was as desperate as she was, he inched his cock inside her. He wouldn’t be satisfied until she took all of him.
Wes shifted his weight to his hand pressing into the mattress, his fingers were tangled in Melody’s hair. She whined beneath him and he stilled his movements when he noticed her eyes were closed.
“Look at me.”
His demand sparked her instant obedience.
“That’s right, don’t look away. I want you to see how beautiful you are taking my cock,” he ground out the last words with the slow rotation of his hips.
Melody pulled the quilt with her grip and whined beneath him every time he bottomed out inside her.
Wes leaned in and pressed his lips against her ear, their eyes meeting in the mirror. “Beautiful goddess taking everything I give her.” He kissed her temple. “Whining for more. Tell me what you feel.”
“So full!” Melody choked on her words, pressing her face into the mattress. “T-too much, it’s too,” her words trailed off with a groan.
Wes paused, dropping to his elbow and brushing her hair out of her eyes. “Melody.” He wiped her glassy eyes.
“Hm.”
“Color.”
“Coloring? Melly likes coloring.” She giggled, her eyes still closed.
“Melody. Give me a color.”
She licked her lips and looked up at him. “More, Daddy.” Melody arched her ass and clenched down on his length.
“Check in, Melody Marie. Daddy asked you what color you were.” There was no anger in his voice, only concern. As forceful as he enjoyed being, he didn't know how far she bent and how much she could take. Too much for a new partner was different than a long term.
“Green. Daddy, I’m s-so close.”
Wes studied her face for a moment, kissed her lips and pulled back to straddle her thighs. “That’s my good girl.” Wes gripped her hips and continued to thrust into her.
Clamping her thighs closed only intensified the strokes and Melody began moaning beneath him. Whimpering a muffled please into the mattress.
He rested a fist on the bed, his other hand slipping between their bodies and pressing against her ass. Wes curved his thumb back and forth, teasing the nerves until she relaxed enough for him to press the pad past her resistance.
“Fu–oh God.”
“Oh no, not tonight, don’t you worry.” He pushed past the first knuckle and as deep as his hand would allow. “When I finally fuck this pretty hole of yours, it’ll be my only focus.” Curving his thumb up, his fingers gripped onto her and his grin grew as she shuddered beneath him.
Wes forced her to turn her head and look in the mirror at him. “Look at me, buttercup. I want to see your eyes when I fuck you.” Her cheek was pressed against the mattress and he easily rolled his hips while she stared wide-eyed into the mirror, her thighs shaking as he overloaded her senses.
“Do you want to come?” he asked hoarsely.
“Yes,” she breathed.
“How badly?”
“Please…” Melody begged.
