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I lock down every muscle. This is too good; I have to concentrate to keep my climax from erupting. But I want us to cum together so I have to hold on.
“Angel, babygirl, cum for Daddy.” My need is banked in my throat, making the words lurch out in halted grunts, but her eyes catch fire at the sound.
“Oh my god.” She’s close, I hear the tension building in her voice.
“Cum for Daddy.” Once more with fingers and voice, and she gushes in my hand. I throb at the feeling of it, sticky and warm, and cum tips the head of my cock; I’m right there with her, but she needs to fall first. Always her first.
She’s tight as hell as I work my single crooked finger inside her cunt. Then her hands clamp down on my cock as her pussy spasms against my fingers.
“God. Fuck—” I lose my vision for a moment, but fight like a dog to get it back because I need to see her face when she goes off. “Cum, baby, for the love of Christ.” I whimper like a damn kid and grind my fingers around her clit. “Kiss Daddy, right fucking now.”
My voice is harsh, but I need her to hear me. I lean forward, our lips connecting with force as I consume her scream, as I roar my own release right back into our desperate tongue war. Wet heat covers my hand, and my dick explodes in an orgasm harder and longer than I thought could be possible, dimming my vision as the car swirls around me. My balls jerk and draw up so tight, I wonder if I may never see them again.
I don’t ever want to leave this moment, it’s everything I’d wished for and so much more. But even with that thought, I’m awestruck at the idea of how my cock will feel as I slip inside her for the first time. I may just never come back from that. If her little hand job has me this gone, God only knows what will happen when I push inside her and give her my cum for the first time.
I break our kiss. My hands staying steady on her and in her, her body still shivering, and her little aftershock sounds are sweet magic to my ears. When she finally steadies, I look down to see my cum in glistening white rivers over her fingers, drops and streaks on her thighs, a few streams even decorating the glistening, unfolded outer lips of her cunt.
“I’ve never cum that much in my life.” The look on her face tells me she wasn’t expecting what just happened either. My mom used to tell me I had a hollow leg, except she thought I filled it with food, now I know better.
It’s stunning to see me on her there. I’ve imagined it, fantasized about it in the dark of my bedroom, in the morning, in the shower, on my deck, everywhere. In such a short time she’s colored my dreams in so many ways and so many times. And the reality is infinitely better than the fantasy.
This is more brilliant than any masterpiece. Her open wet cunt with my fingers inside her, and my cum dripping over her clit. Her hands are still clutched around my cock like she can’t imagine letting go.
“You will be mine forever, you know that, Angel? You’re never getting away.” I lean forward, kissing the tips of both her quivering nipples as her eyes try to focus. “You love to cum for me, don’t you?”
“Yes.” She breathes it out as if it’s a huge relief to agree with a matching nod of her head.
“Good. Because you will only cum for me. You will do what I say. No one else will ever have you like this. You are Daddy’s girl — my sweet Angel. Daddy’s best girl.”
Chapter Nine
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CHASTITY
My hand doesn’t feel like it’s mine anymore.
Magnus has claimed it as his own.
My eyes drift from the angular, jutting brow, lower down to where the black of his beard starts, just under his cheekbone in front of his ear. I like how it moves under his chin when he pulls his bottom lip between his teeth, bites it then releases, over and over. I shiver when I think of the hair I saw around the base of his cock earlier.
He’s stunning. I’m fascinated by his throat. The way his Adam’s apple moves with every swallow. I imagine how it must have looked when his mouth was fixed between my legs, moving against my secret folds.
Licking.
Swallowing.
Licking more.
Sucking and swallowing.
Gahhhhhh! My inner thights are still warm from the burn of his beard. My insides quiver and go taut as Magnus brings my hand to his lips. He holds my fingers there, not kissing, just breathing with my hand there, his other hand resting on the worn, brown leather of the steering wheel.
His face is a mask of tension. I feel it coming off of him and see it in the set of his head. The tightening in his jaw muscle.
“Are you okay?” My belly flips and flutters. He’s been too quiet since we left the motel after picking up my stuff.
“Not really.” The timbre in his voice tells me his answer is honest.
