Page 42 of Under Your Care

“I love you more than I’ve ever loved before. I don’t think I could survive without you anymore. It would kill me if you abandoned me. My chest burns just thinking about it. I know… I know you’ve used my disorders to your advantage, but I don’t care as long as you keep me. I just love you so much, Greyson. You’ve created my perfect life here, with you. I will gladly be your marionette as long as you’re the one to control my strings.”

A sinister smile spread across his face. “What would you do to keep me?”

“Anything, Grey. Anything,” I blurted out.

“Good boy,” he murmured, sliding his body over mine.

His hands brushed down my arms, leaving goosebumps in their wake. As he reached my hands, he intertwined our fingers and brought them to his lips. I shivered as I watched him kiss each of my fingers without breaking eye contact. His eyes were brimming with desire. Once all ten fingers had felt the brush of his lips, he guided my hands to rest above my head.

“Keep your hands up here, darling.”

I blushed, but didn’t move my hands. His hands then traveled back down my body, stopping at my chest to pinch and pull at my pink buds. I couldn’t hold in my little gasps and moans as he showered my nipples with attention. My fingers twitched above my head.

“Daddy, please,” I begged, not sure exactly what I was begging for. Daddy would know. Daddies always knew that sort of thing.

I could feel Greyson’s smile against my chest before he sucked one of the sensitive buds into his mouth. He took turns sucking each nipple until I waswrithing underneath him.

“Please,please,” I moaned.

He finally left my chest, but began descending - running his tongue down my abdomen. He circled my belly button, then continued down. His tongue disappeared for a second before I felt it drag up my cock. My hips thrusted involuntarily from the sensation.

“Poor baby, look how wet you are. I’m so glad I’m here to take care of you,” he purred, the words vibrating against the underside of my cock. I whimpered and began kneading the blanket under my hands. “Such a horny little thing, aren’t you? Don’t worry, Daddy’s right here. I’ll make it all feel better, sweetheart. Tell me you need me, princess.”

I whined, shifting my hips from side to side, “I need you, Daddy. Please help me feel good, please.”

He softly chuckled before he wrapped his perfect lips around the head of my dick. My eyes rolled back as he swallowed me to the root.

“Daddy!” I shrieked, my hands now gripping the blanket. He popped off, a trail of spit and precum following his lips. I gave a pitiful whine, looking down at my straining cock.

He smiled at me as he sat back on his haunches. “Do you need something, princess?”

I grumbled, “Yes! I need to come!”

Greyson’s eyebrows rose. “Is that how good girls ask their daddies?”

I wriggled on the couch, a pout on my face. I glanced up at him through my lashes, murmuring, “No… Sorry, Daddy.”

“Ask me to make you come. Beg me to fuck you. And then after I fill your tight cunt with my cum, you’re going to be a good little girl and warm my cock for me.”

I shuddered, my hole suddenly feeling empty.

“Please fuck me and make me cum, Daddy. Please let me warm your cock after too, Daddy. I promise I’ll be good,” I begged desperately.

“You’re always my good girl, sweetheart. Now crawl over to Daddy and straddle me,” he instructed, heat in his eyes.

I bit into my lip as I sat up and crawled onto Greyson’s lap. When I sat down, his thick cock slid into my crease, causing us both to groan.

“Get my fingers nice and wet,” he ordered, tapping my lips with three of his fingers. I opened for them, moaning as they entered. I suckled his fingers while gazing deeply into his intense stare. He looked like he wanted to eat me alive, and I loved it. I wrapped my tongue around his fingers, trying to suck them as I would his cock. He let out a low growl before abruptly pulling his fingers out of the warm heat of my mouth and bringing them down to rub my puckered hole.

“Please, please. I feel soempty,” I whimpered.

He slipped his index finger in and started to open me up. His second finger joined the first within a few seconds. He began rubbing against my inner walls, scissoring my channel open. When the third finger breached me, I moaned at the slight pain from the stretch. The pain was soon gone, replaced by ecstasy as all three fingers found and nailed my prostate. My mouth dropped open on a silent moan. Our eyes were still locked in a stare, although my vision went a little blurry each time he hit that magical spot. His eyes appeared molten. I was already lust-drunk by the time Greyson’s fingers slipped out of my ass. He captured my lips in an intense kiss, crushing his mouth into mine. While enthralled in the kiss, I was caught off guard when I felt a sudden pressure at my rim. I moaned into Greyson’s mouth as he entered me.

He broke our kiss to rasp, “You want it hard or soft, baby?”

“Hard, please,” I cried. His cock punched up and hit the deepest part of me. I wailed as he continued to fuck me fast and rough. The pleasure built up higher and higher until I felt the crest coming.

“Say.” Thrust. “You’re.” Thrust. “Mine.”

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