Page 13 of Teaching His Babygirl

“Colt! Daddy!” Her head thrashes as she fists the bedding so hard her knuckles are white.

“That’s it, beautiful…” I praise. “Let go. I’ve got you.”

I fuck her straight through her orgasm and into another before I finally seek out my own climax. I pound into her tight sheath, fucking her so hard her ass bounces against my abs. I throw my head back on a roar as my come fills the condom. I have a brief moment of regret for the thin barrier. Something feral inside me wants to fill her up with me. Wants to mark her in the most primal way. I pull out, still in the throes of my climax, rip off the condom, and let the rest of my come splash on her ass. I rub my spend into the pink skin of her freshly spanked ass with my still hard cock, wanting back inside her but knowing she needs a reprieve.

I collapse to the bed beside her and pull her limp body into my arms. She cuddles into me, letting out a sigh as she catches her breath.

“That was…” she giggles lightly. “Beyond amazing.”

I chuckle at her assessment, pressing a hard kiss to the top of her head. “It was.”

Darlene snuggles closer, throwing one leg and one arm over my body, getting as close as she can. I hold her tighter, running my hand up and down her spine as we both come down from our high. She shivers, goosebumps rising on her skin. I pull the blanket over her body, and she instantly relaxes.

“Mm… thank you, daddy.”

I kiss the top of her head once more. “You never have to thank me for taking care of you, beautiful.”

“It’s only polite to thank the man who just gave me the most satisfying sex of my life,” she says, smiling against my chest.

I laugh. “Well, since we are being polite, I accept your thanks and return them.”

She makes another humming noise as she drifts. I lie with her in my arms as she falls asleep, loving the warm weight of her against my body. She fits against me like she was made to be here. There’s a part of me that feels like maybe she was made just for me. Everything inside me says that she’s meant to be in my arms.

She’s scared of what people will think, but with time, she’ll realize that no one will judge her, nor will they care if we are together. In fact, most of the faculty will be happy for us. I’ve been at the school for ten years and have made a lot of friends among the staff. All of them will be pleased to see me happy, and in return, they will love her for bringing me that happiness.

Now to convince her. For now, I will allow her to think this is just a sordid interlude that we can turn on and turn off on a whim. She’ll learn soon enough that it isn’t what she really wants. I know she wants more, and I will be here waiting to give it all to her.

I’m not sure how much time passes before Darlene rouses. She sits up with a yawn, stretching her arms. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to fall asleep on you.”

I smirk. “No need to apologize. I love holding you.”

Her cheeks heat with a blush. “Good thing I love being held.”

“Mm… very.”

We bask in each other for a few more minutes before we rise and dress. She giggles when she sees the mess we made of our clothes. “Seems like we will both be leaving a wrinkled mess.”

I pull her into my arms and kiss her soundly. “You’ll hear no complaints from me.”

She pulls on her dress and shivers again. Not liking to see my girl cold, I put my suit jacket over her shoulders. She shrugs it on with a shy smile. “Thanks, daddy.”

I kiss the tip of her nose. “What did I say about thanking me for taking care of you?”

She shrugs. “No idea,” she says cheekily. “Guess you’ll have to remind me.”

I playfully slap her ass, and she giggles. Her smile falls a few seconds later, and I pull her into my arms. “What’s wrong, babygirl?”

She sighs. “Just sad this is over…”

I shake my head. “We aren’t over. This isn’t over. Not by a long shot. I agreed to explore this connection we have outside of school for your sake, but I refuse to let this be just one night. I think you feel the same…”

Darlene nods. “I can’t imagine walking away,” she admits.

I can hear the unspoken but in her tone. “But…”

She blows out a breath. “But I’m scared. I already feel so much… I don’t know how it’s possible to be,” she waves her arms between us, “So connected like this after such a short time. It’s scary.”

With a knuckle under her chin, I tip her head up so she’s looking me in the eyes. I want her to see the sincerity on my face when I give her my truth. “It is a little scary. Even I can admit that, but it scares me more to hide from the possibility of what this could be.”

---