Page 43 of My First and Only Crush

I yank her panties down and she shimmies back. They get caught around her ankles and I pull them off, shoving them in my pocket.

The air around us feels hot and heavy, like a hot summer night just before a thunderstorm. A good kind of electric, the best kind of tension. Full of need.

I tug her to the edge of the table and she rocks against the tip of my cock, getting it wet. We’re both breathing hard, but as we stare at each other, the chaos of our need shifts, finds a gravity, and settles in. Our breath syncs up and her gaze brightens.

“You want to put a baby in me so bad, don’t you?” She sees me. She sees all of me. “How long, Trick?”

“Since that first moment I saw you in the tunnel. Before I knew you were Jeff’s daughter, all grown up. All I saw was the silhouette of you, and something kicked into gear for me. I wanted to chase you down and make you my wife. Give you babies and the best life.”

She wraps her arms around my neck and tugs, hard. My cock slips into the entrance of her cunt, just the opening kissing my tip now. I brace my hands on either side of her hips and lean in, pressing my forehead against hers.

“You’re the only one who has ever lit me up like this, pet.”

She shakes her head in wonder. “I don’t understand how.”

I rock my hips, taking another inch. Her sweet, sore little pussy is so tight and swollen, but there’s none of her protests from the night before.

Inch by inch, she takes me into her, and she’s snug as fuck, but her body knows what to do now.

“You feel incredible,” I say hoarsely. “Tell me this is okay. Tell me you aren’t too sore.”

She smiles. “Daddy, this is more than okay. This is everything I’ve ever wanted. And I’m…sore. But in a good way. In a…” She squirms, which only makes me pull her tighter against me, and then she gasps and smiles even bigger. “In a you’ve made me yours kind of way.”

I kiss her then, claiming her mouth as she goes slick around my cock.

And it feels so good to be back inside her.

“Pull up your sweatshirt,” I pant. “Give me your tits. I need to suck on them.”

She leans back on one hand and uses the other to pull up her sweatshirt. I mouth at her nipples through her bra, then use yank it down so I can drink from her right from the tap.

Fuck.

I’m going to put a baby in her and these will fill with milk. I’m going to drink from her then, too.

“Oh God, Trick.”

I reach up and cover her mouth.

She licks at my hand.

I fuck her harder, and she licks harder.

Wild need flashes through her eyes, and I try something I’ve imagined once or twice.

I push two off my fingers against her lips, and then when her gaze flares bright, into her mouth.

“Is that what you need?” I ask, breathing hard. I’m so close, already. “If you suck on my fingers, little mouse, you’ll make me come.”

“Good,” she mumbles.

“You need to come first, though. That’s the rule.”

“Ish it?” Slurring theis, she smiles around my fingers.

I pull them out and grip her chin. “I will be a giving husband.”

“Love that for your vows,” she pants. “But last night I got on my knees and made you come first, and you were still very giving after.”

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