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He fucks me there with his big finger, forcing me closer to the edge while I gush arousal to lubricate his work.
My nipple slips from his mouth, and he scuffs his beard along my sensitive skin before gazing down at me with complete infatuation. “Taking Daddy’s finger like such a good girl.” He rocks his hips, until his cock streaks my skin with pre-cum that quickly cools, to make me shiver.
My pussy twitches at his abs, and I tilt my pelvis every which way to find purchase for the friction I need on my clit, but it evades me, lingering just out of reach until I’m a writhing, pleading, bucking mess with an empty pussy and a full ass. “Daddy.”
“Soon, Miss. Daddy wants you fucking drenched for his cock.”
He latches on to my other breast again, and swivels the finger in my ass so he can spread me wider and get closer. Somehow, he curls, to hollow out his position and make his torso concave, so he can keep feeding at my breast while he presses the lower half of his body close enough for his cock to slide against my slick inner thighs.
A deeply primal moan reverberates through my breast, and he’s almost-fucking his hand while its finger pleasures my ass. His curls brush against mine in a gentle kiss, and then a full-blown assault, giving me a new, more targeted pressure on myclit to enjoy. The difference is everything I wanted, and my body instantly pulls tight, ready to snap and unravel.
Gunnar tugs sharply at my breast and uses his controlling presence in my ass to drive me into the firmness beneath his curls, milling my clit hard. It feels so good, I’m going to lose my fucking mind.
He leaves my breast and gives a low, harsh rumble before his husky voice rains down on me like fireworks. “Come, baby girl. Come, and I’ll fuck you bare while you shudder and scream.”
He pushes at my ass, and my core explodes in a body-wracking quake. I cry out and squirt all over his curls, his cock, and his big, tight balls.
The intense pressure in my ass eases as his finger retreats, and he grips the undersides of my thighs in a fierce hold and growls.
“Yes, Little Miss. Fucking soak me.” He wedges his giant cock at the entrance of my clenching pussy, and I cry out when he forces his way inside. He stretches my inner walls, but they squeeze even tighter in pleasure, keeping him from pushing deeper.
“Fucking take it,” he commands, shoving deep. He pulls back, and then slams in to the hilt. “There’s my good girl.”
His praise washes over me in a euphoric haze. I’m stretched and full and instead of feeling pain at his rough penetration, the explosive delight in my core doubles down. It should’ve hurt, but my pussy is fucking celebrating his aggressive breach, and I’m clamping at his cock like the pleasure won’t ever fade.
He thrusts at me hard, pumping his fat cock in and out of my wet cunt, while I wail and twitch and tremble. “So fucking tight,” he purrs. “My good, perfect, Little Miss.”
I can’t stop coming. Or moaning my absolute gratitude with every ragged breath at being made to come so fucking long and hard.
At the mercy of his strength, my body shakes, and I claw at him, grappling for something to hold on to, as the intensity of my orgasm increases. It grips at me, pulling every muscle rigid, and I try to brace for more. But that tension transfers to him through our connection, and I squeeze his cock so hard, he’s forced to become even more savage in his thrusts.
He spears into my depths with a vigor that forces my seized-tight pussy to accommodate his massive size, his cock punishing my flesh. “Yes, little mama. Squeeze that pretty little cunt, you beautiful fucking woman.”
He gives me no chance to settle, only urges me onward, until I relinquish all control, to let him transform me into a creature of pure pleasure. Not for the first time, he takes care of my every need, working any resistance from my body until I’m softened clay in his hands — his to mold and shape and please as he sees fit.
The moment I relent in his arms, a pliable captive of his love, his touch becomes gentle and tender. The violence of my climax begins to fade into calmer, blissful waves that rock me into a sated, limp, and dreamy daze.
Gunnar draws me close, buries himself deep inside me, and rumbles low and long and hard. He pulses his seed at my core in powerful spurts I can feel washing over my limits, to sooth my ravaged, jittery flesh. His lips find my neck, and he murmurs sweet words against my sticky skin between tiny, needy licks that he slowly trails to my breast.
He closes his warm lips around my nipple and suckles softly, as he empties himself, filling me to overflowing. His slow, basting movements begin to squelch in a filthy way that makes my pussy ripple some more, and he hums at my breast before letting my nipple slip from his mouth.
“Mmm…” he hums again, looking down at me with total adoration, while his cock stirs his cum into my fluttering pussy.“My beautiful girl. I’m going to fucking love you forever. Don’t you worry about me stopping. I never fucking will.” He seals his lips over mine and steals my breath with a kiss so full of emotion, it brings tears to my eyes.
There’s a promise in his every touch, and I want everything he’s offering. His love, his support, his body. All of him. It’s for me.
For our family.
He’s got me. And he’s never letting go.
I surrender to his love, trusting him to keep me and keep me well.
His cock slurps from me as he pulls back, and he lowers his mouth to my clit, to slowly press his tongue over the sensitive node in a lingering lick that makes my pussy tremble.
His cum trickles from within me, and Gunnar smears it over my thighs and up across my belly that still feels a bit gelatinous from having Viv. He spreads me wide and stares at the mess he made of me, a satisfied look on his face.
He shifts his gaze to meet mine and presses his hand to me. The heel of his palm gently mills my clit, and he stretches his fingers upward, to sink them into my soft lower belly.
“Mine,” he whispers, before rising over me to kiss between my breasts, over my heart. “Mine.” He grazes my skin with his beard, until his lips whisper against my own, “Mine.” He presses his forehead to mine as he breathes me in with another definite hum of approval.
