Page 37 of Secret Confession
Courtney cries out from the sudden intrusion, but my length slides in with very little resistance, her warm, wet heat enveloping me until I bottom out. Once I’m all the way inside, I pause for a moment, giving her the chance to adjust to my size.
After a couple of seconds, the wince on her face softens, and she gently tries to rock against me, testing to see if pleasure has replaced the stinging yet. Her lips fall into a soft O as a moan slips out.
“Are you ready for me to fuck you hard and fast, Little Lamb?” I whisper against her ear, before pulling the lobe between my teeth.
“Yes, Daddy. I want you to break me.”
Fuck! That’s all I need to hear.
I begin thrusting into her slow and deep, getting faster with each stroke, loving the way she gasps each time I hit that sweet spot of hers. She claws at my back as I fuck into her, my pace increasing until it’s relentless.
The sound of our bodies connecting fills the room, alongside the whimpers and moans of pleasure that slip from her lips. We kiss as we grab at each other, desperate to get as close to each other as we can, to devour one another in every way possible.
As I edge closer to my orgasm, my thrusts become chaotic and uncoordinated, and I lose myself in the overwhelming sensation of her tight, wet cunt gripping my dick. My movements become frantic, as does my need to have her fall apart for me.
I reach between our bodies and find her swollen clit, rubbing my fingers against it far more roughly than is necessary. Courtney cries out, but I swallow her pleasure with my kiss.
As I pull back from her lips, I focus on the way her pupils are blown wide with lust as she looks at me like I’m a much better person than I actually am. She has this way of making me feel like I’m more, or at the very least, making me want to be better for her.
“Are you going to be a good whore and come on Daddy’s cock?”
My dirty words send a shiver down her spine as her pussy walls flutter around me, letting me know she’s near, even before she confirms it. “Yes, please, Daddy. Please, can I come for you?”
I nod against her shoulder, pressing a kiss against her neck as I say, “Come for me, slut.”
She cries out as her orgasm hits, and just like before, I bite down on her neck, marking her as mine as she shudders beneath me. Her cunt clamps down on my cock, pulsating around me as her release rips through her body, making her scream my name.
“Maximus.”
Although I love being calledDaddy, hearing her fall apart with my name on her lips is a different feeling entirely. My orgasm hits just from hearing it, my dick pulsing as I fill her tight pussy with my cum.
I hold her against the wall, even though my legs are feeling a bit wobbly from the intensity of my orgasm. Both of us are panting, our chests rising and falling rapidly as we pull in much needed oxygen, whilst trying to slow down our racing hearts.
When the last of her orgasm fades away, Courtney seems to go boneless in my arms, and if it weren’t for the wall helping to prop her up, I’d be worried my shaky legs might not hold us upright.
“Such a good girl,” I mutter as I press a kiss over my bite mark, making her wince.
“Are you ever going to stop marking me?” she asks, but I can hear and see the smile on her face, letting me know it’s not something that truly bothers her.
“No. In fact, I’m going to mark you constantly, so everyone knows who you belong to.”
She rolls her eyes at me. “You may as well just tattoo me,” she states sarcastically.
“That’s not a bad idea,” I reply, ignoring her sarcasm, as it’s given me something to think about.
She slaps her hand playfully against my arm. “I was kidding.”
A wicked smirk crosses my lips. “You should know better than to kid around with me. All you’ve done is give me ideas.”
She laughs as she kisses me, shaking her head like she doesn’t believe me. Like I’m not picturing my name tattooed on her innocent flesh.
We stay like that for a while, and when I’m sure she can hold up her own weight, I gently stand her back on her feet, keeping hold of her until I know she won’t collapse on me.
She looks up at me with her big blue eyes, a shy smile on her face as she rests her palm against my cheek. I lean into her warm touch. “Thank you. For everything you did for me today.”
I grab hold of her hand and lace our fingers together. “You don’t ever have to thank me. You’re safe now, and you can stay here as long as you like. You’re mine now, and no matter what, I’m never letting you go.”
It’s been just over three months since Eddie was killed, and since then, my relationship with Maximus has only gotten stronger. We’ve grown closer in ways I never expected.
