Page 21 of Delicious

This is all happening at warp speed, and all I can think about is getting my seed into her womb. If for any reason she decides she needs some time or space or whatever other bullshit, I’ll already have her locked down. My child will be growing inside of her, so there will be no escape.

My nostrils flare as I bite into my cheek to keep from coming. The softness of her hand is enough to make me spurt, but I have to be inside that young cunt first.

She needs to understand she’s mine. For all time.

“Rubbing your hand on me like that is going to get you fucked hard, Tootsie.”

“How hard?” she answers with a sly smile, licking her lips on a wink.

“You’re going to find out.”

On a yelp, I’ve got her around the waist, spinning her around onto her knees.

I’d thought that our first time would be soft, slow and gentle. But I don’t think that’s going to happen.

“You want Daddy to fuck you like a dog?” I growl, barely recognizing the feral animal sounds coming from my mouth, or how this sweet, dark-haired angel brings out such diametrically opposed parts of me. “Right here on the fucking floor?”

I want to feed her and bathe her and read her fucking bedtime stories, then I want to raw dog her on all fours, smacking her ass and pulling her hair.

She’s bringing all the parts of me together, making me whole.

She braces her elbows on the cream carpeting, her hair falling into her face as she turns, our eyes locked.

“Whatever Daddy needs, Daddy gets.”

Jesus, she’s fucking perfect. So fucking perfect.

Breathing is nearly impossible as I take in the offering in front of me. I press a digit against her back opening, listening to her hiss.

“What if I need to fuck your little ass? Does Daddy get to do that?”

Her eyes widen, glazed, as redness climbs her cheeks. A flicker of fear crosses her face.

“Yes,” she finally whispers. “Whatever he needs.”

“That’s right.” I leave her ass and shove two fingers into her cunt, her wetness spilling down my palm. “And that’s my girl. My wet little messy Tootsie Pop. Push back on Daddy’s dick. You’re going to fuck me. You made me hard, now you fix it.”

There’s a beat of silence as my heart climbs up my throat. I aim my weeping dick at her opening, taking my fingers out after a few priming pumps, then line up.

“Fuck Daddy,” I growl, landing a hard smack on her ass. “Be a good girl and fuck your Daddy. You get him all worked up, then don’t think you have to pay up?”

I pump my hand up and down a few times as her heat connects with the swollen head, nearly making me shoot off right there.

She’s easing herself back, wiggling and rocking until her mouth opens and she squeezes her eyes shut, as the obvious size issue becomes more clear.

“I can’t.”

I land another smack on her ass. “You can. You will. Give me that cherry, baby. Tell Daddy you want to be with him forever while you destroy yourself on his dick.”

She bites her lip and her soaked pussy strains around the head, her gasps and my own moans mixing as I pop inside her, taking her innocence as I grab her hips and buck mine forward, finishing the job in one hard thrust.

She tenses, yelps, but pushes back into my offering.

“Jesus, so fucking tight. I’m gonna nut fast, baby. This will be quick, then I’ll take my little girl slow and sweet on a bed. But for now, this is what you get. Hard and fast.”

In the space of a few breaths, I’ve worked her opening around me, and she’s fisting the carpet but soaking me down to my balls.

I go deeper, deeper, as I lean forward, blanketing her with my body, digging my teeth into her shoulder as I pump inside her. Finally her fight is gone, and her body relaxes.

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