Page 25 of Secret Confession
“I’m close, Daddy. Please, please can I come?”
Maximus slams his lips against mine with a growl, as his thumb presses hard against my clit, forcing my back to arch off the bed as I cry out into his mouth. Heswallows my whimpers, devouring me with his tongue as his fingers continue their unrelenting pace.
“Please. Please, Daddy,” I beg against his lips, my fingers desperately clawing at his back as I try to hold onto my last little bit of control.
His lips leave mine, only for him to press open-mouth kisses along my jaw and down my throat, until he captures my earlobe with his teeth. “Be a good girl and come for Daddy.”
His whispered words against my ear are all I need to hear, and my body falls apart on command. My orgasm rips through me like lightning travelling over every nerve ending in my body. I tremble beneath him as I cry out loudly.
“Fuck, Maximus. It feels so good, Daddy.”
He keeps his fingers still while they’re deep inside me, no doubt feeling the way my pussy flutters around him. He lets out a low moan as his eyes remain fixed on me, watching the way I fall apart just for him.
When my back returns to the bed, and I’m able to catch my breath, he slowly pulls his fingers out, the smirk on his face growing as I whimper from the loss of his touch.
“Such a good girl,” he mutters, as he presses soft kisses against my lips.
I feel myself getting prouder from the praise, my confidence growing. “I’m ready,” I tell him.
He freezes, his lips just a fraction away from my mouth, and he pulls back just enough to fix his beautiful gaze on mine. “Don’t say it if you don’t mean it, Little Lamb.”
I can hear the unspoken threat, and it makes me tremble with excitement. There’s no way I want this to stop now, and I tell him as much. “I’m ready. I want you…all of you.”
Maximus’ breath catches in his throat as his emerald eyes darken. “Are you on any contraception? I want to fill you with my cum, so it’s dripping from you for days.”
My stomach flips with excitement, and it shocks me a little. I always assumed, at least for my first time, that I’d insist on a condom, and that the idea of a guy filling me with his cum might put me off, but it definitely hasn’t. If anything, it’s made me even more aroused.
“I’m on the mini-pill. I have been for years, because of issues with my periods. I want all of you, but what about STIs?” I ask, hating the way my brain reminds me of the multiple other whores he beds on a regular basis.
“I have tests routinely, and they’ve always been negative. Besides, I’ve always worn a condom with the other women.” His words startle me, and I can feel my mouth dropping open in shock.
“You do? Why not with me then?”
Maximus must be able to hear the shock in my high-pitched tone, as he lets out a deep chuckle. “You’re different. I want it all with you.”
Well, fuck, my heart just skipped a beat, and now I’m dangerously close to catching feelings I have no right to have.
“You can have all of me,” I tell him, making sure he can hear the sincerity in my voice.
He captures my lips with a hard, passionate kiss that tells me everything I need to know. He continues kissing me more gently as he settles in between my legs, and I have to spread them wider to accommodate him.
Even though the nerves are very present, there’s also eager anticipation too. I’m finally going to experience the first time that I was starting to wonder might never happen. But now that it’s here, I wouldn’t want it any other way—or with anyone else.
Maximus reaches down between our bodies to palm his hard cock. He wraps his fist around the base, so he’s able to direct it where he needs it to go. I look down to see the glistening metal of his piercing sliding against my clit, making me gasp from the coldness.
He then slides the head through my slit, gathering up as much of my juices as he can, whilst using his hand to coat his length. Each time he slides the piercing over my sensitive clit, I shudder, letting out a soft moan as my pussy gets even wetter.
“Please, Daddy,” I whisper, letting him know I’m ready, and don’t want to wait anymore.
“Shush, be patient, Little Lamb,” he tells me, pressing a soft kiss against my neck, before sucking on the spot so hard it’s bound to leave a mark.
He then presses the head of his cock against my entrance, and I gasp as I feel him stretching me open, just ever so slightly. I rock my pelvis, trying to encourage him, but Maximus grabs my hips, holding me still in a bruising grasp.
“Do that again and I’ll spank you. Understand?” His hard glare makes me nod my head straight away.
“Sorry, Daddy,” I mutter, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
“I need to go slow, so I don’t hurt you too much,” he explains, sounding much softer than I expected.
