She nods. “Yeah.”
She’s never had her ass fucked and never given a blow job. I might not be her first lover, but I get those two firsts.
“No one has ever gone down on me before, either. I’ve only had sex with one person.”
Everything around me blurs. I must be losing my mind because I think she just told me that one piss-poor excuse for a man stuck his dick inside her for his own pleasure and absolutely never gave her any.
Who is this motherfucker? Because he is going to answer to me. I have a feeling a lot of people who have been in Quinn’s life will be meeting me at the end of their lives.
“No one has eaten this pretty pussy until you were begging to come?” I slide a digit over her clit while slowly pumping her ass with my other fingers. “So, what you’re telling me is, you’ve had a dick in your sweet pussy, but you’ve never been properly fucked, sunshine?”
Goosebumps rise on her flesh as she looks at me again, those wide, innocent eyes tugging at something so deep within me. The battle in me to fuck her like the Savage that I am wars with a different feeling I’m not used to. Wanting to nurture her. Spoil her. Do whatever it takes to see that bright, beautiful, genuine smile of hers.
“No,” she says with a contented sigh, her eyes drifting closed as her asshole starts to relax around me.
I chuckle softly and press a kiss to the side of her head. “Don’t worry, baby girl. I’m going to fix that. Although you’re not going to suck my dick tonight with your lip swollen, so I guess we’ll save that for another time.”
Any place. Any day. Any time.
She doesn’t even have to suck my dick. All I want is more time with her. It’s not a good thing. I’ve got to get control of myself. Otherwise, I’ll destroy her with my own demons. And while I might be a selfish man, I don’t have it in me to do that to her. It’s already bad enough with all the filthy and fucking depraved things I’m going to do to her tonight.
Her asshole is so damn tight, squeezing around my fingers. If she were mine, I’d be sending her to work frequently with a plug in her ass just so every time she moved, she’d be reminded who she belongs to. Something tells me my sweet, innocent girl would be into those kinky games as much as I am.
“Daddy,” she breathes out as her clit spasms under my touch. “Oh my God.”
Her words are soft. Almost as if she can’t believe how good this feels.
“Such a good girl. I love watching your naughty little hole stretch for me.”
She grips the bedding and moans, her eyes drifting closed as she arches her ass toward me. “Why does it feel so good?”
I can’t help but chuckle. She’s so damn cute. Sexy as fuck, but adorable at the same time. I love that she can be both.
“You have no idea how good I’m going to make you feel. I hope you don’t have plans in the morning because you’re not going to sleep until the sun comes up.”
And while she’s fast asleep, I’ll be spending the day with the man who attacked her tonight.
After pulling my fingers from her ass, I give her a sharp smack, loving how her soft flesh jiggles. My cock stands tall, hard, and ready for her. I stare down at her, taking in each and every curve of her body. Thick and round and so fucking spankable.
I’ve seen men stop in their tracks just to stare at her and drool, yet I don’t think Quinn has any idea just how sexy she is.
“I’ll be right back, and when I return, I want you on your back with your knees bent and legs spread wide. Understood?”
She lifts her head to look back at me, and I cock a stern eyebrow so she knows I’m serious.
“Yes.”
Leaning over her again, I push my two fingers back into her asshole with one swift thrust. She gasps, her mouth open as the surprise intrusion morphs to pleasure, and she moans.
“When I ask if you understand, the correct answer is, ‘Yes, Daddy.’ So let’s try that again. When I return, you will be on your back, your legs spread as wide as you can, with your pussy on display for me. Do you understand, baby girl?”
As I finish the question, I thrust in and out of her ass several times, her pussy dripping with her arousal.
“Yes, Daddy,” she whimpers, her cute little toes curling with pleasure.
“That’s my good girl.” I slowly pull away again and go to her bathroom to wash my hands.
When I glance at myself in the mirror, I’m surprised to see that the dullness that’s been in my eyes for so long has been replaced. Maybe it’s the lighting. Or maybe it’s the beautiful woman in the other room who’s making me feel alive for the first time in over a year. And when I’m with Quinn, I don’t crave the need to have a bottle in hand.
