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“Come here.” I hear my low voice like it belongs to someone else, as I point at the grass just between my spread legs.
She steps forward, her cherry-red lips parted as she breathes, her chest rising and falling. Her intoxicating eyes looking more exotic with her wet hair stuck to her cheeks.
“Right here?” She stops just where I’m pointing and her compliance and obedience only make my cock more desperate.
“Yes,” I answer, then consider my next words carefully. Whatever she’s done to me, cannot now be undone. I can only hope this isn’t a game for her. “I need to ask you a very important question. You need to be truthful, always, but right now it’s imperative.”
“Okay.” The joy in her eyes turns somber but I have to know.
“How old are you, Kezia?” I keep my voice even, trying to hide the fear.
“Nineteen,” she answers, shoulders back. “I look young, I know. But I’m really nineteen.”
Thank fuck.
I do my best to hide the relief and move on to what’s next, something far less stressful and yet maybe even more important. “You’re going to call someone Daddy from now on.”
Her eyes light from behind, the darkness in them dancing with fire as her cheeks flush. “I am?”
“Yes. You’ll call me Daddy…and I’ll need things from you. Things only you’ll give me. Do you understand, little one?”
I see the skin on her arms turn to goose bumps, and she twists her thighs together as my mouth waters, wondering what she tastes like. “I think so.” The words are almost imperceptible, but the look in her eyes tells me she’s with me.
“You’re soaking,” I say, the double meaning not lost on her as her eyelashes flutter and she tucks her lower lip between her teeth.
“Well, water will do that to you.” She smiles and her toes curl in the grass.
“Take off your clothes. They’ll dry on the rocks there...” I point to the boulders next to the bench. “Then, come sit on Daddy’s lap. I’ll get you warmed up. Skirt first…”
She pauses, frozen for a moment, as this new beast inside of me roars and I wonder for a moment if I’m lost in a dream. Was I shot? In another wreck? Is this is all just an unconscious wonderland from which I will wake, in pain and lost because she won’t be with me?
“Do it.” I harden the command, trying to stay in the moment, prove to myself this is real and her hands dart to the red cord belt, loosening it then letting the fabric fall in a wet bunch around her feet. “Fuck,” I growl, her legs barely touching from thigh to ankles and she’s stunning, but I wonder if she’s kept this thin on purpose. To please the crowd.
The thought has angry fire building inside of me but that will have to wait. Right now, my little one needs me and I need her. “Shirt, panties, then come here…” I tap my thigh and sit up straight, watching her strip the last of her clothing, her body on full display, and she doesn’t hesitate as picks up each piece of her clothing, tossing them onto the rocks then walks ahead within my reach.
I take her slight hips in my hands, her flesh cool under my grip as I guide her down onto my thigh, her naked body shimmering in the sun as I run my hands up and down her back, shifting her into position.
Her hands rest on my shoulders, her small tits perfect, dark nipples drawn tight.
“Daddy’s going to give you a ride. Then, you’re going to give him something.”
Her eyes flicker as I hold her hips, slowly gliding her spread-open pussy on top of my thigh. She bites her lip as I bounce my leg beneath her, her upper body leaning closer, her puckered nipples bouncing so close to my lips I can already taste them.
“I’ve always wanted my Daddy to give me a horsey ride.” Her words flame the fire she’s lit inside me as I feel the heat from her wet cunt drench my thigh.
“No one’s ever given you one before?” I hold my breath. As much as my fantasy tells me she’s pure, reality could taint things, but she quickly shakes her head. Her wet hair dripping rivulets of glistening water onto her creamy skin.
“Never. No one’s ever given me…” My heart is about to ram through my chest wall as I wait for her to finish. “Anything. Not even a kiss. Not a real kiss, I mean. A grown-up kiss…”
“That’s why you danced for me, isn’t it? You knew you would dance and I’d lose control. That I’d want you.”
She nods as she starts to roll her hips, pressing her clit down on the hard muscle as I bounce her small body up and down.
