Page 17 of The Mountain Man's Curvy Bride

“Good.” I let her keep sucking on me, wanting her to feel safe with me. I don’t know what led her to answer my ad, but I know I need to make her feel safe. I want her to know she has a home here.

I breathe through the feeling to come as she continues to suck me between her lips like a pacifier. “That’s it,” I say, stroking her cheek. “I need to fuck you, Daisy.”

She releases my cock from her mouth and smiles. “Okay, Daddy.” She repositions herself on the bed, flat on her back.

I tsk her. “No, I want you on your hands and knees. I need to fuck you from behind.”

Her cheeks tinge pink. “Okay.” She moves herself to get into the position I’ve asked her to get into.

She looks beautiful. Her curves turn me on in the worst of ways. I move up behind her, taking the flesh of one ass cheek in my hand, and give it a good squeeze.

“This belongs to me,” I say, slapping the skin as I press the engorged head of my cock at her tiny entrance. “Take this dick, little girl.” I push it between her folds, her slippery heat accepting him easily. “Good girl.”

She arches her back. “Oh, Daddy,” she moans out as I push deeper inside her.

I slap her ass again, and then soothe away the pain. “You’re perfect for me, little wife.”

“You’re perfect for me too, Daddy.”

I want to tell her I love her. That I’ll always take care of her, but I’m not sure what she’d do with that information. Is it too soon to tell your wife you love her? I don’t know.

All I know is I’ve never felt anything like this before in my life. Idolove her.

I keep my mouth snapped shut, fisting one hand into her hair while the other remains glued to her ass. I push in further, my cock filling up her small hole. I’m already so turned on that Ireach around the hand currently on her ass and play with her clit, wanting her to get off before I get mine.

Because I’m close. Too close. There’s just something about this woman. She does something feral to me. Turns me into this monster wanting more, more,more.

“I’m about to lose control,” I tell her, my speed picking up slightly.

“Do it,” she says over her shoulder, her smile doing wicked things to my body.

My heartbeat amps up as I go faster, the sound of my balls slapping against her skin filling the air. “Fuck yeah, take this cock, little girl.” I keep fucking, my eyes unable to stop focusing on the curve of her spine, the swell of her ass, the long blonde locks my hand holds onto. “You take my dick so good. Sofuckinggood.”

“Fuck me, Daddy.”

Hearing her call me that turns me primal, and I lose all control. I’m a madman with a mission. That mission; get off. Come so deep inside her she’ll be feeling me leak out of her for days.

I keep bucking, toying with her clit.

“Oh, Daddy,” she screams out. “I’m coming.”

I can tell the moment she loses control. Her pussy grips me tightly, and I nearly pass out from the feel of it. “Own this dick, little girl.” I keep pushing, bucking, losing control on my wife.

And she loves every second of it. If her cries of pleasure are anything to go on.

“You own me, Daisy,” I tell her, my chest feeling like it could explode with emotion at any moment.

“You own me, Wes. I love you.” The last of her orgasm causes ripples throughout her body, and hearing her say she loves me nearly has me buckling behind her.

I lean forward, kissing her shoulder, and then her neck. “I love you, too.” It’s the most truest thing I’ve ever said.

I love this woman.

I love my wife.

I come deep inside her, thinking about the future with this woman. Thinking about all the ways I want to always keep her safe.

In the quiet aftermath, Daisy nestled against me, breathing gently in sleep, I vow silently to keep her safe and cherished, always.

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