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We made our way to the bedroom. It was connected directly to the bathroom, with no doors. There's a mix of stone and wood walls with what looks like a California king size platform bed. It looked both manly and comfy at the same time.
"Is this where you sleep?" I asked. Then I realized how stupid the question was. But I couldn't help but think about him lying in that bed, hair tousled, stretched out beneath the sheets. Of course, that made me wonder how many other women have been in this bed.
"You're nervous?" He asked. "Well, don't be, my little girl. You have nothing to be nervous about. Now get under the covers and warm up for daddy."
I climbed onto his large bed, and the moment I lie back into the plush pillows, I dissolved. The feeling almost brought tears to my eyes, and I pulled the cloud-like duvet up to my nose. I questioned if I was having an out-of-body experience because these things had never happened to me. No one but Lincoln has ever cared about me. It was always him and me against the shit world. I stared up at the crystalized chandelier hanging above me and thought about the money he gave me yesterday. I checked my account almost fifty times last night to make sure it wouldn't magically disappear. Carter used his phone to dim the lights in the room before turning on soft country music. He removed his remaining clothing, which included his jeans and his boxers. Standing naked before me in his entirety, I swallowed hard and proceeded to pull the duvet past my eyes, but his fingers wrapped around the edge and tugged it back down. I tucked my knees up, covering my stomach with my arms.
"Don't you dare," he said, his tone low with a smirk on his face. "Don't do that. Let me see you. Let me look at you."
"But I'm—"
"Gorgeous? Exquisite?" He ran his fingers from my knee, up to my thigh, around my hip, and over my stomach. "Fucking delicious?"
He kissed my navel, and I giggled as his hair brushed my skin. I could feel him grinning against me. He straddled me, putting his hands on either side of my head and caging me in. Then he lowered himself, his mouth covering mine. The way he kissed me was both soft and aggressive all at the same time, and every part of me responded to it.
I pressed my hips against him, wanting to feel him. Then I reached up, running my hands over his chest, shoulders, and back. Holding himself in a push-up position had every muscle engaged, and I wanted to touch all of him.
"You're feistier than I expected," he said, pulling back just enough to look at me. "Do you want me?"
I nodded, and my cheeks warmed.
"This isn't your first time, is it?"
I shook my head. "Does that bother you?"
"The only thing that bothers me is knowing you've let others touch you. Boys that probably didn't know what the fuck they were doing. But don't worry, princess, because after I'm done with you, no one else will ever be able to make you come again."
He reached down, running the tip of his cock from my clit, where he teased me again for a moment, down to my opening. I widen my legs, bracing for it.
"Relax, sweetheart. Let daddy own you."
His words alone made me wetter. He felt it and grew even harder before pushing into me. The first thrust drowned my lungs with air, and my hands found his chest in protest. He removed them and pinned them down to the bed.
"Shh," he hushed me, kissing me softly. "Daddy's got you. Give into me. Feel me. Let it go."
Our hips began to rock, and I tightened around him. He was balls deep inside me now, and I was taken aback by how full I felt. My emotions were mixed, it all felt like too much, but at the same time, I could never get enough of him. He knew exactly how to move, and we rocked slowly for a while until I needed more.
"Daddy…" I whined.
"Yes? Tell me what you want, baby girl. Tell daddy how you want me to fuck you."
"I need…"
"Say it," he growled. "What do you want daddy to do?"
"Fuck me," I whispered.
He stopped all movement and clamped his gaze on me. "Say it again."
"Fuck me…Daddy."
If the devil had a laugh, I was certain it was Carters because it set my nerves on fire.
He pulled out just a bit and then slammed back into me before lowering his ear to my mouth. "Tell me one more time, princess. I didn't quite catch what you said."
"What are you? Hard of hearing?" The words slipped off my tongue before I could force them back down.
I braved his gaze as he studied me, and his lips parted. The fact that his hazel eyes seemed to turn a shade darker sent a wave of electricity straight to my clit.
