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Seeing my shock, he consoles me by saying, “Don’t worry baby, I won’t hurt you.” Then he grins and adds, “This time.”
He slides his hand between my legs and fondles my clit with his thumb. “You’re already so wet,” he whispers huskily as he slips two fingers inside me. My hips buck up. His touch leaves me breathless, and I dig my fingers into the bed sheets and moan, feeling the tension begin to build in the pit of my stomach. He continues teasing my folds, and I’m on the verge of begging him to give me more.
“Are you ready for me, baby?” he asks, parting my legs further and positioning himself between them. With his underwear off, his massive manhood juts rigidly against his stomach. He wraps one hand around it and starts fisting.
I do my best to catch my breath. “Yes.” He wastes no time lifting my ass off the bed. He continues to tease me by slipping the head inside and out until I’m a writhing mess. He laughs darkly before he starts burying himself inch by inch inside of me. He encounters some resistance, and he looks up. “Relax, baby. This will be over soon.”
I’m about to open my mouth to reply, when he slams into me, and I feel a sharp pain that recedes almost as quickly as it came. He claims my mouth in another kiss before burying his shaft to the hilt. He begins with a long, slow thrust.
He remains still for a moment and says, “Look at me and don’t close your eyes. Does it still hurt?” When I shake my head, he begins fucking me with intention this time. His long, hard thrusts send shockwaves through my entire body, and I give myself over to him completely. It doesn’t take long before my body quivers, and he drives me towards my release. He grunts and buries his face in my neck as he follows me to the edge, his warm seed spurting all over my walls and dripping down my entrance.
Sam is the reason why I waited. No one else could have made me feel this way, and all I want in this world is to be his.
6
Unexpected Company
Sam
Lying here in Sara’s bed and feeling the rhythm of her breath as she sleeps on my chest is more like home than anywhere else I’ve ever been. She wakes up, smiles, and asks, “How long have you been awake?”
“Not long, princess, but I’ve been waiting for you to wake up.”
“Why?”
“Because I have something for you.” I smirk and lift her on to my waiting dick. I lightly circle her clit with my thumb, and soon, it’s sticky with her wetness. She surprises me by grabbing my member, positioning it at her entrance, and slowly sitting down on it. I hiss and close my eyes at how good it feels to be inside her.
With my hands on her hips, I guide her up and down my shaft. She moans. “It’s so big.” So I sink myself deeper inside her. She’s so tiny. I control her every move with a single hand, and I alternate between deep and shallow thrusts so I can hear her gasp each time she takes my full length. She rides me awkwardly at first, but the moment she’s found her rhythm, she’s milking my cock like her life depends on it.
“I’m almost coming. Fuck,” I growl.
I use my thumb to rub her clit. Her breath comes in short, little gasps, so I drive again and again until her fingers are digging into my stomach and she tilts her head back. Her pulsing pussy spasms around me, and that’s more than enough to bring me to the edge. My balls tighten, and I grit my teeth as I come violently inside her.
She slumps on my chest, and I stroke her hair. “Now that you’re no longer a virgin, we need to talk about the rules.”
“Rules?” She has that post-coital glow, and I can’t help but smile.
“Yes, little girl. There are rules and the first one is that I make the rules and you follow them. Understand?”
She grins, getting the gist of where I’m going. “Yes, daddy.”
“Good,” I tell her as I stroke her hair. “I like that. Call me daddy when we fuck.”
“What are the rest of the rules?” she asks but before I can answer, we hear the front door open and close.
“You locked the door, right?” I ask, leaping off the bed and putting on my pants.
“Yes, I’m sure I did,” she answers as she, too, rushes to get dressed.
“Sara? Where are you?” her mother calls from the living room.
“Oh, shit!” Sara pales, her eyes wild and scared. “Hold on, I’ll be right there.” She looks at me and asks, “What do we do?”
I’m seated on the edge of the bed, shirtless, when her mother bursts through the bedroom door. She’s mid-sentence babbling about a realtor coming but stops and stares at us with her hand still on the doorknob. For a few horrifying moments, no one dares to speak or even breathe.
“Mom, I didn’t expect you,” Sara utters, her eyes darting from me to her mother.
“Obviously not,” Susan sneers and walks out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
