Page 22 of Accidentally Kidnapping the Mountain Man

I take a second to drink in the sight of my girl, fully naked, for the first time.

“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” I breathe. I can’t stop staring at her pretty face, her silky hair, her sweet little breasts, the dips and hollows around her collarbone and hips, her bare mound, her slender legs.

The need to fuck her, to claim her, to breed her, grips me and it takes everything I have not to pull my cock out and sink into her. I know she’s promised me everything, that she wants this, but I still need to go slow. Slow enough that it’s good for her. Slow enough that I don’t scare her away with the animalistic urges I have to fuck and claim and mark.

I lay down beside her on the blanket, then position her on her side so I’m spooning her from behind, her naked body facing the warmth of the fire.

“Oh, that feels good,” she says, snuggling closer into me. Our size difference is clear in this position, and seeing just how much smaller than me she is makes my cock ache. Drip.

I sweep her hair to the side and start kissing her delicate neck while my free hand finds her breast, gently toying with her nipple before stroking my hand down her side. I groan at the feel of her, so small and soft before sliding my hand between her thighs to cup her gently.

“Mmm,” I groan. “So wet and hot and puffy.”

“Is…is puffy good?” she asks a little breathlessly.

“It means you’re swollen and turned on for me, so yeah, it’s good, baby.” I part those puffy lips and slowly slide the tips of my fingers up and down her soaking wet slit. She’s so fucking hot and slippery that my cock jerks in response. She gasps and moans as I tease. “Does that feel good? You like when Daddy plays with your puffy little pussy?”

“Uh huh,” she says in a soft, high voice. “So good. So much better than my fingers.”

I take her leg and hook it over mine, opening her up for me. “I’ll do this whenever you want, baby. If you have a wet, needy pussy, Daddy will take care of it.”

I feel her get wetter beneath my fingers, and I start to slowly explore, tracing circles around her hard clit, stroking down the sides, rubbing around her untouched, gushing fuckhole.

“You’re dripping all over my fingers, Kaylee. Such a good girl, letting Daddy play with your pussy like this.”

“It feels so good,” she whimpers, sliding her leg higher on mine, opening herself more. “Please don’t stop.”

“No one’s ever touched you like this before,” I say, gently circling her clit with my finger. “No one else knows how silky and hot your perfect cunt is. No one else knows what your clit feels like when you’re turned on. Only me. Because this is Daddy’s,” I say, cupping her and then rubbing my entire palm over her. “Daddy’s to play with. Daddy’s to pleasure. Daddy’s to fuck. Daddy’s to fill with cum.”

She lets out a long moan. “Yes,” she sighs. “I want you to take care of my pussy always, Daddy.”

“Good girl,” I growl, finding her clit again and stroking it. “That’s my good girl. I’ll take care of this pretty pussy. Take such good care of it.” I circle around her clit with the tips of my fingers, and the leg she has draped over mine starts to shake. She presses her pussy into my touch, her hips moving.

“It feels so good, Daddy,” she moans. “It’s so good.”

“You’re going to wake up in my bed every single morning from now on, Kaylee. And this is the first thing I’m going to do every day. I’m going to finger and play with your wet pussy until you come all over my hand. Every. Single. Morning.” I punctuate each word with little pinches along her clit, and she shrieks with pleasure.

“Please, yes, Logan, god,” she says.

“I’m going to make your pretty wet pussy come every day before you go to work. I’m going to pet you and stroke you every morning. I’m going to fill you with my fingers and play with your clit until you can’t take anymore.”

“Logan,” she moans, and she turns her face up to me. Her pupils are blown, her cheeks pink, her lips parted. I kiss her, slow and deep as I work her clit, circling and stroking, paying attention to what makes her legs shake, what makes her breath hitch. We kiss and kiss as I stroke her pussy, playing with her clit. I kiss her neck, her shoulder, her ear.

“You’re a natural, Kaylee. You were made for this. Made for pleasure. Made to fuck. Look at you, legs spread, dripping all over my fingers. Such a sweet, good girl for Daddy. Turn around, baby.”

Now that she’s equal parts relaxed and turned on, I want her facing me. I want to see her face, her reactions. She turns quickly and hooks her leg over mine.

“I like when you help me feel better, Daddy. When you take care of my pussy like this.” She sighs as I slide my hand between her legs again, working her clit between my thumb and index finger.

“My sweet baby girl,” I moan, kissing her. “My little treasure.”

We kiss, tongues tangling, as I massage her dripping pussy. My dick is making a mess in my boxers, my balls are throbbing to the point of pain, but I don’t care. All that matters right now is making Kaylee feeling good. Showing her that I can take care of her in every single way.

“Oh, god, Logan, I’m so close,” she breathes. “I just need…I…” She shakes her head, and I kiss her as I slowly slide one finger all the way inside her. “Oh, fuck! Yes, yes, yes,” she chants. She’s so hot and tight around my single finger that she’s goingto choke my cock with her cunt. Still working her clit, I slowly thrust my finger in and out of her clenching pussy, curling it upward. She lets out a loud moan when I find that little rough spot and stroke it slowly with the tip of my finger. “Oh, holy shit. Holy shit. I can’t…I don’t know…Holy shit,” she pants, her hips bucking. “More. I need more. Please Daddy,” she whines, and I carefully add a second finger. She’s so wet that I slide in easily, and I know from the gasp she lets out that it’s a tight fit.

“Okay?” I ask, slowly sliding my glistening fingers in and out of the world’s most beautiful cunt.

“It burns, but it’s good. It’s so good.”

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