Page 68 of Cutter

Gritting his teeth to contain a premature climax, he watched in a trance as her small hands slathered lube up and down his cock. Extending his open palm to her, he said, “Give me the jelly and bend over my lap.”

Though she seemed confused, she gave him the tube, then bent over without asking a single question. Quickly, and before the lube on his dick dried out, he spread her ass cheeks, then poured some on her puckered entrance and on his fingers. Carefully, he dipped a lubed finger past her rim, rolling the jelly in and around. She wiggled a little, but offered no resistance.

“Okay.” He slapped her butt. “Come up. Put your legs around my hips and sit on me.”

Eyes wide, she asked, “Do you mean?”

“I do.” He held up his cock by the base. “You’re gonna put my cock into your sweet ass, baby. Once the head goes in, breathe in and out, and slide down. I’ll help you.”

Leverage was a little awkward for her. Helping her balance and settle in place, he clasped her butt cheeks from underneath, then spread them apart. “Breathe,” he reminded her.

As Emily’s rosette allowed him in, and his erection dove into her virginal heat, his head spun. A swell of unspeakable pleasure enfolded him, and his vision blurred. From every direction, clawing emotions attacked. All at once, fire and ice consumed and froze him.

“Sweet, Emily,” he murmured, enfolding her in his arms. Eyes to eyes, lips to lips, heart to heart, he inhaled her stunning beauty as she held on to his neck, giving herself without reservation. This was so, so hot. Here was the perfect union, the love, intimacy, and kink his soul craved. The pieces that made a man like him utterly and completely happy and whole.

“Daddy?”

“Yes, baby.”

“I’m trembling.”

How could he have missed that? This was a new experience for her. The stimulation had to be intense. “Relax your legs. I got you.” He slid to the edge of the sofa. Now he could thrust up at will and still watch her reactions. Cutter bucked up, and she exhaled. He was so far up and so close to his climax, he had to bring hers on.

She closed her eyes, and he growled, “Keep them open.” He thrust up, and her eyelids flickered. Sliding a hand to her clit, he pinched the erect nub between his fingers, and her lips parted. He bit her lip, then swept his tongue inside, teasing hers out. When she responded, he couldn’t hold back anymore.

“I need space. Stretch out your legs, and don’t hold back. I want your cum.”

Twisting his hand around, he took possession of her labia, inner folds, and clit. Her flesh rippled under his hand, and he added more pressure. Emily’s eyes filled with tears, and she came without making a sound. Only her full-body spasms revealed the intensity of her orgasm. Squeezing her into his arms as if she might disappear, Cutter climaxed with her.

Loath to break the loving intimacy and close contact, Cutter held Emily for long minutes in the wake of their exertion. However, nature always has her ways. As his cock relaxed, he stood. Carrying her toward the bedroom, he made a pit stop in her playroom.

“Which stuffie do you want, honey?”

“I want Buddy.” She pointed at a bright yellow dog. Cutter picked it up and rushed out. He had to move fast. Lying Emily on her back, he put Buddy in her arms. “Lift your legs. I’ll be right back.”

Taking care of himself first, he wiped the remnants of their lovemaking off his groin. He then wet a hand towel, took a dry one from the shelf, and strode back to Emily, where he proceeded to clean and dry her ass and pussy. Holding Buddy to her chest, she writhed and moaned with pleasure.

“Little Emmy needs a nap,” he said, covering her with the sheets.

She pouted. “Do I have to?”

“Don’t argue with Daddy. I’ll wake you in an hour. I want you rested and relaxed before Captain Weaver arrives.” He kissed her forehead, then picked up the soiled towels. More laundry. As he closed the door, she didn’t make a sound. She was already asleep. Satisfied, he smiled.

Chapter Thirteen

“It’s time, Emmy. Wake up.”

Cutter’s deep voice cut through the darkness of sleep. Rubbing her fingers on her eyelids, Emily yawned and glanced to the side. Daddy stood next to the bed, watching her.

“Okay, I’m up, I’m up.” She pushed to sit, ignoring the overall soreness and the ache in her butt… Memories flashed. She was back in Cutter’s lap doing all kinds of naughty things. Heat rushed to her face.

“Now you’re awake.” Daddy gave a knowing smile. Her face burned even hotter, remembering the sensation of his massive cock penetrating and splitting her ass for the first time. The initial sting and ensuing decadent pleasure had sparked a new hunger in her. In his arms, she’d been a wanton hussy, insatiable for an act some called taboo. Emily would be sore for a while and didn’t care one bit.

“But the bed feels so good.”The truth?She wasn’t ready to stand before him. Except for her top, which was unbuttoned, she was practically naked. She pulled up the sheets.

Cutter narrowed his eyes. “What’s this, shyness? Seriously?”

“I need a minute,” she whined.

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