Page 4 of Merciless Proposal

She makes a needy, desperate sound when I swipe my tongue over her bottom lip. The whimper claws its way from the back of her throat and instantly, blood rushes to my cock. Jesus, how am I this hard from a make-out sesh? What is she doing to me?

The way her body responds to me, the way she tastes and smells… it’s exhilarating. She’s barely aware of how her hips push against mine, begging for something she’s never felt before. Her breaths come out in shallow, hot puffs against my cheek as she squeezes my biceps like she’s afraid I’ll disappear.

My hand drifts to her cheek and then to her neck, soft and slender. She tilts her head to the side, breaking the kiss. She sighs, “I’ve…”

“You’ve never done this before,” I say.

She gives a curt nod, and I suppress the urge to groan. She’s a virgin, untouched by anyone except for me. My cock twitches excitedly, but I can’t let tonight be her first time. She’s been through too much. I don’t know how long she’d been in that sick place, but something tells me not long. If any one of those creeps had realized she was a virgin, she’d been done for. That thought sends hot rage through my veins. I swallow hard, knowing I’d protect her, die for her, do anything to keep her safe.

“You don’t have to worry about anything,” I assure her, peppering kisses along her cheek. She giggles, turning her head back toward me once again. I kiss her gently before continuing. “I’ll never do anything to hurt you, Natalia. I promise. I want to make you feel good and safe. Do you want me to make you feel good?”

“Yes,” she says immediately, eagerly. “Yes, Jace. Please.”

“Good,” I reply before diving back in to kiss her again.

I dominate her mouth, reveling in how she submits to me, how she melts under my touch. My heart rate picks up eagerly. One day, when she’s not so fragile, I’ll put her on her knees in front of me or hold her down while I fuck her savagely. For now, my only goal is to make sure she wholeheartedly believes she is someone I cherish, someone I’d do anything for.

I gently slide my hand under her borrowed sweatshirt, the muscles of her abdomen contracting under my touch. She writhes beneath me, needy and curious. My fingers drift higher, dancing over her ribcage before finding the swell of her perfectbreast. When I brush over her nipple, she arches into the contact, making a desperate noise.

I take advantage of her open mouth and swipe my tongue behind her teeth as I tweak her perky bud. She can barely keep up with me, but that’s okay. I’m a patient man when it comes to my sweet Natalia. I know exactly what she wants and how to give it to her.

My girl deserves only the best.

I move my hand to her other breast, desperate for attention now. I give her nipple a little squeeze, noting what makes Natalia gasp and moan. I’m making a mental map of her body, making each place that drives her wild.

“Jace,” she says against my lips.

I pull back, looking down at what I’ve done to my beautiful girl. Even in the low light of my bedroom, her face is bright red. Her mouth is parted, swollen, and wet from kisses. She looks debauched, and I haven’t even gotten close to her pussy. All of this, so pretty for me, just from playing with her nipples and kissing her.

“Yes, baby?” I ask as I continue to roll her nipple between my fingers.

“Please,” she whimpers, her bottom lip jutting out in an adorable pout. “I want more.”

I hum. “I want you to say Daddy when you ask for something, baby.”

She blinks at me but then nods. “Please, Daddy.”

Hearing that word on her lips, the way she says it so earnestly, breaks something inside me. A rush floods through my body and goes straight to my head. I’m moving before I register what I’m doing.

I shove my hand greedily into her pants and cup her pussy. She gasps when my hand covers the slickness between her thighs, desperate for friction. I run my fingers through her slick folds, dripping wet for me. It’s delicious the way her aroma drifts up through the covers; it’s intoxicating and motivates me to pull her sweatpants off and taste her nectar.

Her kisses slow as I shift my touch towards her clit. She practically convulses beneath me, wrapping her arms around me to pull me close. It’s adorable, the way she clings to me for safety, for love. The way I’ve barely done anything to her and she’s already losing control.

“That feels good, doesn’t it, baby?” I ask, resting my forehead on hers

“So good,” she slurs, her eyes fluttering closed.

“No one else has ever made you feel so good, have they?” I say. Then, when she doesn’t respond, I growl, “Look at me and answer.”

“No one else, Daddy,” she gasps, bucking up into my touch. I think she’s getting close, just from my fingers and this dirty talk. “Only you.”

“That’s right,” I groan, my cock leaking in my boxers. God, I want this girl so bad. She’s going to be so worth the wait. “You’re mine. Say it. Say you’re mine.”

“I’m yours, Daddy,” she whines, her pupils dilated so wide that I can barely see the beautiful shade of green.

I moan, capturing her sweet, supple mouth again. If I were a younger, less experienced man, I might cum in my pants right here. The sounds she’s making are driving me crazy. It’s a wonder my self-control has held up.

“You’re close, aren’t you?” I say, kissing her cheek, my lips lingering on her sweat-slicked skin.

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