"Wow." She gasps and I chuckle at her expression.
"What, little angel?"
"You're so ..." I don't hear another word she says as her hand wraps around my cock and pulls it out of my pants.
Fuck. Her hand strokes me, and I momentarily forget what I need to do.
I step out of my pants and push my hands into Maddie's hair. Tilting her face upward, I smile at her. "Keep doing that and I may have to fuck you right here, right now, on the floor."
Her breath catches and her tongue sweeps along her bottom lip. "Yes, please, Daddy."
I'm trying to be a good man, dammit. With a firm grip on her hair, I bend down and kiss her. She has to quit those little pleas if I'm going to get through pampering her.
Pulling away, I help her into the tub as I step in. I sit down and bring her with me. I should make her turn around and have her back against my chest, but I want to feel her straddled against me.
Maddie looks at me with complete trust, and that guts me. I feel as if I am a God in her eyes. My heart races as she doesn't even hesitate to straddle my lap. While the water fills the tub, I tell myself to calm down.
She's wrapped around me, my dick sitting between us. If she moves a half inch up, I'll slide right into her.
"Hand me the soap, princess."
I'm granted with that giggle again. "I like when you call me cute names." She's so carefree right now. But as my hands roam down her back, I get a reminder that she's recently been abused.
As she hands me the soap, I'm deep in my thoughts.
"Did I do something wrong?" I look up at Maddie and her lower lip trembles.
"No. No, you haven't, sweet angel. I was just thinking. You've done nothing wrong. Don't worry."
I take the soap from her and start with her left arm. The soap trails along her arm, dripping down her hand. Maddie raises her arm so I can move the soap along the underside and to her armpit.
Repeating the process with her right arm, I take in the beauty of my girl sitting on my lap. She is mine. I'm staking my claim, dammit. I've never been possessive over anything, but I've gone down a deep rabbit hole where Maddie is concerned.
As I move the soap along her chest, she wiggles on me. I growl with the need to feel her pulsing wetness around me, making me hers.
“Drew, I …” With a kiss, I cut her off. I know what she needs and wants. They are the same desires for me but I’m trying to be a better man for her.
Her pussy glides along my dick and I pull back from her. She moves so she slips down on me.
“Fuck,” I groan out, dropping the soap and gripping her hips to stop her. I wasn’t prepared for how fucking amazing she would feel closed around me.
“Make it go away, Daddy.”
Her plea makes me lose the hold I have on myself. Her pussy is tight and fits me like a glove. With a hard pull on her hips, I inch into her until I’m balls deep. She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses my right ear.
“Please, Daddy. Make me forget all the bad.”
My sweet angel begs so beautifully. I turn my face to meet hers and passionately kiss her. We rock together in the warm water, giving her a new experience. One she will never forget.
Drew kisses me,making me forget what I’m doing. His lips take over mine, giving me everything in this moment. I hungrily kiss him back, wanting him to know I’m here for this. I need this more than anything. Since being raped, I have never thought of sex as a fun experience. But now … God, now I want more.
I’ve dreamt about Drew for years and nothing compares to how he feels right now. He’s hitting some spot inside of me that makes me gasp and whimper for him to not stop.
“Angel, relax into me. I've got you.” He pulls my hair gently so I’m looking him in the eyes. “Just let it happen, sweet angel.”
His words cause me to tremble. But that’s not what makes me orgasm. It’s how gentle and loving he is. He’s throbbing inside of me, on the verge of an orgasm himself and yet, his only concern is for my pleasure. He kisses down my neck and my body gives in. My mind is a wreck of emotions as I scream out his name and clench around him. He grunts into my collarbone as I feel the liquid heat of his orgasm coating the inside of my pussy.
I slump against him, exhausted. I am whole right now. The need for revenge and the urge to kill is gone. Is this what peace feels like? I can't remember ever feeling a calm like this.
