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“Not just yet,” he grunts with burning eyes, “but I’m a mature man, Silver which means I don’t fuck around the way youngsters do, and if I ever catch you with another man draped over that bolt from the blue body of yours, I’ll make you watch when I kill him.”
I gulp. “I understand.”
“Good,” he replies, pulling me to his naked chest and my breasts go heavy underneath my flimsy dress at the feel of him. My eyes shudder, limbs trembling and he smells of salt air and sultry, teenage girl dreams. Relic’s the kind of man I fantasize about, until my body swells the way hungry soil swells from penetrating rain. Burying my face against his chest, I close my eyes, realizing that cozying up to a made man isn’t half as bad as I had thought.
6.
Relic
I haven’t been able to get any sleep because my little bedmate keeps tossing and turning. Her hair scratches my face each time she moves, her lush curves hitting against me until I’m slowly driven mad. Wrapping my arms around her, I pull her to me, letting her face rest in the nook of my throat but her eyes flutter, her skin dampening with perspiration and I wonder what’s gotten her so worked up.
Swollen lips popping open, she pants, “Daddy...no...”
My brows curve over my eyes. Is she having a nightmare about her father? Clutching her to me, I whisper that everything will be alright but she’s frenetic, her heart beating against mine as if she’s running to save someone in her sleep. A sense of powerlessness washes over me and I don’t like it one bit. I’m used to being in control and I gently nudge her.
“Wake up, Silver.”
Her head frantically thrashes on the pillow. “Daddy...?”
“It’s not daddy, its Ric and I need you to wake up for me.”
Flinching, her eyes flare and she lets out a pant, her chest heaving and she digs her nails into the sheets. “Help me,” she pleads with flaring eyes, her body tightening with tension and she barely reacts when I try to soothe her. She looks around as if disoriented and hasn’t yet realized it’s a dream and I stroke a hand down her arm.
“Silver, you need to calm down,” I say in a low tone but she fidgets, her hair plastering against her face from sweat and I let out a curse. If she’s not calming down, I’m not calming down and I tilt her face my way, pressing my lips against hers and finally she weakly moans. At least the kiss seems to have an effect on her and I pull her down, freeing her from her underwear before pawing her between her legs. The response from her is immediate, her thighs falling open as she gets ready for me, heat building up in her and erasing the nightmare.
“Let Relic comfort you,” I whisper, cupping myself, smoothly sliding inside her warmth and her whole body tenses before easing. “Better?” I groan, burying my face in the back of her neck as she ticks and pulses all around me.
“B...better,” she whimpers.
“I’ll give you a moment to get used to me.”
She nods appreciatively, her breaths echoing in our small space and the nasty weather thrashes outside. Only one candle glows by the window, allowing me to see the little cues on her face whether she’s enjoying herself or not but it seems that she is. Putting my hands on her hips, I start moving and she cries out at the first real thrust and I feel like a captain steering his ship for the first time and my heart clenches from euphoria. Things don’t get this good for men like me, but I must’ve done something right to obtain her.
In my arms, she feels like liquid and I want to be rough with her, give her my all but even the slightest motion is too much for her, forcing my hips to move in a slow rhythm, my cock massaging her insides until her body exotically snaps and arches and I slowly lose my mind. She’s so damn young, her skin buttery soft, her scent fresh as an ice cold morning and my eyes squeeze from how wonderful she feels.
“What did I do,” I groan, holding her tighter, “what did I do to deserve you?” She’s unable to respond but moans and I move my hand around to flick her little pearl and she sharply cries out as if she wasn’t expecting that. Beginning to tremble, she pushes back with her ass, wriggling around and I nearly explode. When she puts her hands on her breasts and starts playing with them, I squeeze my eyes, thinking I must’ve died and reincarnated as the luckiest man on the planet.
Her dainty fingers roll her nipples around until they pucker and I keep stroking her seam while pushing into her from behind and we slowly fall into a rhythm. Our bodies move and coil, our breaths rising until she lets out pathetic little gasps that cut straight into my heart.
“Fuck Silver, if only you knew what a comfort you are to an old man,” I groan, rubbing up against her young body and her skin turns feverish and this feels so damn addictive. I don’t even know how I was able to live without her anymore.
“Can I come, Ric?” she gasps and I shudder. “I think I’d like to come.”
Growling in approval because I can barely control myself over here, I increase the stimulation, kissing and fucking and grinding until her body turns into an instrument of pure pleasure and she blows off. Biting into the pillow, she screams out her orgasm while I explode until stars dance behind my eyes. “That was amazing,” I groan and she blushes. “You were such a good girl, you know that?”
Her lids lower. “What a compliment coming from you. You must’ve had many lovers.”
I look away at the embarrassing question before slowly shaking my head. “Never...I’ve never...”
“This was your first time?” she asks, looking at me in shock and she gets up on her elbow. “But why...,” she trails off, “are women another thing you deny yourself?”
In response, I give a curt nod and she shivers, putting her head on my chest. “Then it’s a good thing we found each other.”
My heart squeezes from knowing we’re on the same page and I stroke her hair. “In your sleep...you were crying out for your daddy...?”
She curls up, shaking her head. “I don’t want to talk about it, not when I’m this happy and relaxed. He wasn’t a decent man.” A smile curves her mouth before she looks up at me with admiration. “And he was nothing like you.”
Slowly exhaling through my teeth, I decide not to argue. If this little thing insists on thinking the highest good of me, then I’m not going to stop her. “You know you’re mine now,” I whisper in her ear, “and one day you’ll have to show me the entry to your heart.”
