I nod my head, my clit and sex crying for release.
“I need to hear it, Bambi.”
“I was made for you, Daddy. Just for you, only you.” I love the way it sounds coming out of my mouth, but I know he loves it more.
He leans over me, biting my shoulder, and says, “Don’t you ever fucking leave me.”
He stands back up, continuing his thrusts, but reaches a hand around to my front, massaging my clit. I grin, knowing I earned my pleasure. The second he touches me, I climax instantly. I scream out his name and I hear him call out to me as he erupts, slamming my ass back to him one more time, holding me against him as he empties himself completely. He’s still massaging my clit, and it sends me into another orgasm right on the tail of the last one. “Liam,” I whisper out his name in ecstasy as my second wave continues milking him. My pulses finally subside a minute later and he relaxes his clutch on me.
He slaps my ass gently, releasing my hip from his grasp. He returns my breasts into the dress, then pinches me at the hips as he removes his cock from my body. He lets my dress fall back down and I turn to look back at him. His face says it all,completely satisfied, just like me. That may have been the best sex of my entire life. He justgets me. I give him a knowing smile, the same one that's plastered on his face, and he just chuckles lightly before helping me up into a standing position.
“You’re going to be the death of me, Britain,” he says as he pulls me into him for a kiss. When he releases me, I feel it.It’s too soon, you stupid girl, I tell myself.Slow the fuck down. But my body isn’t listening to my head. How could it? When all I feel is rightness and warmth and ecstasy when I’m with him.
Liam
I thought the first time I had sex with Britain might have been the best sex of my life. I’ve already made a liar of myself. Last nightwasthe best sex of my life. I never wanted it to end, but when she called me Daddy and said, ‘Just for you, only you,’ I couldn’t hold out any longer. She somehow knows exactly what to say, what to do, and when to do it, and it drives me mad. I’ve never been with anybody who just gets what I want the way she does, and I think it’s because she wants the same thing, too.
I woke up this morning pinching myself, thinking this can’t be real. There’s no way this is real. What’s the catch? I mean, I know the catch, but I can’t stop. I couldn’t stop if I tried. Our first night together in the house was better than I could have hoped for. Besides finding out a psycho broke into the apartment, it was practically perfect.
My girl is sprawled out beside me, her bare cheek gently brushing against my thigh because she sleeps naked.Did I mention perfect?I know realistically she’s not perfect, nobody is, but perfect for me? Probably. All signs point to yes. Besides getting to see all of her when she sleeps, the best part is how easy it is to wake up and slide into her, which is exactly what I plan to do. If last night I was rough and domineering, this morning I’ll be slow. I’ll worship her this time.
I slip a condom on and roll over on top of Britain. She’s a bit groggy, but it’s already 7:00 A.M. I start kissing her chest until she comes to, and the minute she does, I’ll be inside her.
“Good morning,” she says to me sweetly.
“How’d you sleep?” I ask as I nudge her leg with my knee to make room for me. She opens right up, just like I knew she would.
She smiles and says, “Surprisingly well. Someone thoroughly fucked me right to sleep last night.” It’s true, she basically brushed her teeth, washed her face, stripped and was in bed asleep with barely a kiss goodnight. It was the same for me. I guess when you’re perfectly sated, sleep comes easy. Who knew?
“Did they? I need names,” I deadpan, as I rub my cock between her slick folds. She warms right up to me, moving her hips with mine and smiling, eyes closed as she extends her arms for a stretch. I can’t get over how toned she is when I can see all of her. If she didn’t have stretch marks, I’d never know she had kids just by looking at her.
I slide into her right now, slowly this time. There’s a chance she's sore from last night, and I have no intention of making it worse. She responds instantly to me, lifting her hips to meet me, like we’ve woken up this way hundreds of times.
“Are you sore from last night?” I ask as I slowly pull out and thrust gently back in.
“Just a little bit, but not much,” she says as she reaches around, running her hands up and down my back, the sensation causing goosebumps. I have to ask this question, I want to make sure I didn’t misinterpret anything.
“Was last night okay…for you?”
Her eyes go a bit wide and she says, “Are you kidding me? It was, um, amazing.” She paused for a moment, and I need to know why.
“Why’d you just hesitate then?” I’m still moving in and out of her like all our morning conversations are held with my dick inside her.
She blushes. “I don’t want this to go to your head or anything, but that was probably the best sex I’ve ever had.”Fuck, it wasn’t just me then. I smile and my dick gets even harder, which I didn’t think was possible, but it is.
“Same, baby.” I need to know this, too, “And calling methat name, is that okay for you?” I know some women don’t like it, so I knew it was a bit of a gamble last night, but she seemed to fucking eat it up, even like it.
She bites her lip and nods. “More than okay.”
“That’s your kink, isn’t it, baby?” I chuckle a bit, and she nods again.
“Now that you know mine, what’s yours?” She demands.
“You calling me Daddy.” She bites her lip again, and I pick up the pace of my thrusts. She’s just like I thought,perfect for me. “Baby, I wanna see you touch yourself, please?” I want her to come, I’m already stupid close. She nods and I lean back, settling on my heels with my knees bent, so I have a perfect view of her while never letting my cock leave her body.
She drops a hand between us and starts massaging her clit. I’m still thrusting into her, slowly, feeling every time she bares down on my cock. Her cheeks are pink, and her perfect tits are bouncing with our movements.This, I want to see this sight every morning for the rest of my life.Fuck.
She lets out little pants and a moan as she starts to come, squeezing me tight, so I pick up my pace and I’m seconds behind her. My vision blackens and my balls tighten as I empty myself. Savoring every pulse, hers and mine both. She removes her hand from between us and I drop to hover over her, placing my forehead on hers. I almost blurt out,I fucking love you, but I stop myself.Jesus, Liam. I’ve got to get it together.
