I chuckle as I remove my fingers and hold her gaze while I suck every digit clean of her juices. I take my time, prolonging her lust, watching her pant.
“How do you make something so gross look sexy?” she whispers.
I lift a brow. “Gross? Your pussy is not gross.”
She scrunches up her nose as if not believing me.
I kneel between her legs, plant my hands on either side of her head, and grin at her. “Was it gross when you sucked my cock and swallowed my seed?”
“No. That’s different.”
I lift both brows this time. “I don’t think so, Little love. I crave your cream as much as you crave my seed.”
She reaches for me. “Now, Daddy. You’re stalling.”
I bend my arms so I can kiss her lips. “You’re right, Little love. I’m taking my time. Are you sure you’re ready? I don’t have to claim your cunt yet if you have apprehensions.”
I know she doesn’t, and I’m not sure how long I could possibly wait for her without losing my mind, but I don’t want her to feel pressured.
“I’m ready, Daddy. I’ve waited my whole life for this.”
“Twenty years?” I tease. “I’m thirty-five, nearly twice your age. I’ve been waiting for you for much longer, and I’m so damn glad you’re finally here.”
Her cheeks flush. I love it when she blushes like that.
I drop my hips between hers, letting my cock line up with her entrance.
“You’re sure I can’t get pregnant?”
“Positive, Little love. I promise. I would never impregnate you without your permission.”
“And you can smell such a thing?” Her brows furrow in disbelief.
“I can smell all kinds of things. You’ll notice your own sense of smell growing more intense, too. It’s why you nuzzled and sucked my cock. You scented me, and it drove you to want me in your mouth.”
“I never imagined doing something like that before,” she admits, running her hands up and down my torso.
“I’m glad. Your firsts are all mine.” I kiss her again.
She lifts her hips, thrusting against my cock. “Please… Stop teasing me. Enough talking.”
I chuckle. “So bossy.”
Her hands come to my ass, and she squeezes with her small fingers.
I lift my hips, letting the tip of my cock graze over her entrance several times, dragging her arousal and my precome through her folds. She’s soaked. There’s no concern there, but I want to be sure she’s totally lubricated before I claim her.
“Daddy…” she whines.
I bring my hands to her head and hold her. Looking into her eyes, I thrust forward, filling her nearly entirely all at once.
Brea gasps. Her mouth falls open, and she tips her head back. She doesn’t seem to be in pain. I think she’s pleased.
She’s also strangling my cock. There are no words to describe this euphoria. I ease partway out and thrust in deeper.
Brea cries out, her blunt fingernails digging into my ass cheeks.
I welcome the sensation. She can puncture me with her fingernails anytime she wants. I’ll gladly wear the wounds as a sign of her devotion to me. I don’t even care if she marks me somewhere people will see.
