Page 13 of Dylan's Dad
“Please, Reaper.”
Bringing one hand up to her cheek, “Babygirl, this isn’t the answer. I’m not a gentle lover and that’s not gonna help you.”
“Please. . .” She begs.
My goddamn restraint finally snapped. My hand slides from her cheek to tangle in her hair. “If you want me to stop at any time, tell me and I’ll stop. Promise me!”
She nods and I grip her hair at the roots pulling her mouth to mine. I bite her bottom lip like she was doing earlier but definitely harder. A soft noise comes from her but she’s not stopping me, instead she rocks her hips against me and fuck I wanna be inside her right now but she said just tonight so I’m gonna savor this. She makes another breathy sound and I take full advantage slipping my tongue in and damn the way her tongue moves against mine is the perfect kind of torture. My mind wanders to how good her mouth would feel on my cock but this isn’t about me, it’s about her. I twist and put her under me on the couch. Trying to keep the beast inside me that wants to dominate on a leash, I start kissing and nipping down her neck while sliding my hands under her dress pushing the fabric up. Pulling back, I look down and fuck she is wearing this itty bitty strip of black lace that is masquerading as underwear.
Reaching behind me, I grip my shirt and whip it off. She makes a soft little noise that I know means she likes what she sees. Gliding my hands back up her thighs, I wrap my fingers around the dainty sides of the panties and slowly bring them down. I spread her thighs wide, baring her slickness to me and now the beast is fighting to get free. Dipping my head forward I drag my tongue straight through the sweet nectar there before flicking the bundle of nerves at the top. I suck the bundle into my mouth dragging my teeth against it causing her hips to rock against my face.
This woman tastes like the sweetest of strawberries just like the pattern on her dress. Slipping a finger inside her, her thighs spasm clamping down on my head. Adding another finger and her back arches off the couch before her hands fly to myhair and she begins to ride my face and fingers. Fuck! She is so fucking sexy. She cums hard against my face, her pussy clenching my fingers tightly. I stay there only easing away when the aftershocks of her orgasm have subsided. Gently removing my fingers, my other hand goes up to grip her neck “Come here.” I growl and she shivers but obeys. Slamming my lips to hers, I devour her, the beast in me is free and reveling in this. Maintaining my grip on her throat I shift guiding her back to straddling my lap, never breaking the contact of our mouths. Gripping her hip with my free hand I pull her against my erection, groaning when she begins to grind on me.
Finally breaking the kiss, “Are you attached to this dress?” Her brows scrunch together in confusion but before she can answer both my hands slide to her chest and I tear it straight down the front before tossing the scraps to the floor. “Hold on tight, Little Flower.” I whisper in her ear before swiftly rising to my feet. She squeaks before wrapping her legs around my waist. I’ve never climbed a set of stairs so fast in my life as did taking her to my bed. Tossing her on the bed, I watch as she bounces with a grin on my face. Reaching down I quickly unbutton and unzip my pants, gripping both my jeans and boxers I force them to the floor never taking my eyes off her. At the size of my erection her eyes go wide and her tongue flicks out licking her lower lip.
“You ready, Babygirl?” She nods and the beast wants to take that nod as permission but after what she has been through I need more. “I need your words, Little Flower.”
“Please, Reaper.” I cross my arms waiting for the one word. Sighing, “Yes. Okay, Reaper is that what you wanna hear.”
I don’t respond climbing on to the bed toward her. The beast wants to dominate and demands I take her from behind but I need to see her face and she needs to feel control. Rolling onto my back as I reach the head of the bed. “Come here.” I growl. She scrambles to straddle me. Gripping my cock, “Lift up for me.”She obeys and I grip her hip with my free hand gently guiding her down my shaft. I groan at how tight and perfect her pussy feels. Once fully seated her head falls forward and I can’t see her face anymore. Reaching up I lift her chin and bring those beautiful green eyes up to mine. “I need your eyes on me. Is this okay?”
“More than okay.” She gives me a beautiful but soft smile.
I lower my hand to her throat, my other hand still on her hip urging her to move. Tentatively she does but the beast inside needs more. Rolling, I pin her under me and her eyes go wide. “Don’t forget your promise. Say the word and this stops. She nods and the beast is in full control, my grip on her throat tightening as I plunge in and out of her. She is so slick and she feels so amazing, I feel totally out of control. My pace quickening as I lift her left leg up to my shoulder changing the angle. Glancing down to where we are joined I feel an emotion I can’t quite decipher. Unable to tear my eyes away, I stare shamelessly at me claiming her. Eventually I drag my gaze back up to hers and my hips still instantly, my hand moves from her throat to her damp cheeks. Fuck! She is crying. How long has she been crying? “Little Flower?” I question softly watching her tightly closed eyes slowly open.
“Don’t stop! Please, Reaper.” she begs through the tears.
“Fuck that!” I growl. “You are crying.”
“I’m okay. I promise. Please, Reaper.”
“If I keep going. . . I need your eyes open and on me. It’s just you and me, okay?” I ask, wiping the tears from her face. She nods and I start moving again but slower now. I’m no longer in that frenzied place where I need to conquer, to claim. Our eyes locked she begins to roll her hips into my plunges and I know she is getting close when her movements become jerky. Picking up my pace just a little I bring one of my hands between us and using my thumb rub that little nub in tight circles. Her moansbegin to get louder and breathy as her eyes start to close, I stop. “Eyes on me.” I growl. Her eyes snap open and I continue my movements. She is so close and when her pussy clenches so tightly around me she brings me right over the edge with her. I cum with a roar, gently bringing her leg back down straight I pull out and realized I fucked up. Never in my life have I forgotten a condom but I wanted her so bad and she kept begging and my mind was in a lust-fueled fog. Rolling onto my back beside her, “Fuck!”
“Reaper?” She turned onto her side facing me. “You okay?”
Does she not know how bad I just fucked up? Can’t she feel it? “I’m sorry, Little Flower. In the heat of the moment, I forgot to put on a condom.”
“Oh,” she said, scooting closer. “What about that most worries you? If you are worried about catching something that nurse that Doc had examine me tested me for like everything. . . If you are worried about pregnancy, she also put me on birth control.”
Turning my head to look at her, I see no concern or worry anywhere on her face. “I’ve never forgotten to put a condom on. So, you are not worried about catching anything from me?”
“Should I be?” Her brows inched up her forehead.
“No, Little Flower. I am clean but you didn’t know that.”
Coming even closer she curled up against my side resting her head on my chest. “Sorry. If you wait I might worry about my lack of concern later but I am still feeling content from the best sex of my life.”
Best sex of her life? I can feel the grin spread across my face and I can’t even be mad about it. Wait, she was crying. . . but she said it was the best? “But you were crying?”
“I had a small moment but you brought me out of it. It doesn’t change how amazing it was.” Bringing my arm around her back I rub her back while reaching up with my other to brush her hairback from her face. “I know we should probably get up and clean up but can we just lay here for a bit?”
“I’m not going anywhere, Little Flower.”
Reaper
We must’ve fallen asleep all tangled up because several hours later, I awoke to the sunlight streaming in through the windows and the warmth of her naked body pressed against my side. Turning my head, I can see the alarm clock says 9 and shit I gotta get up for church. Carefully I extricate myself from her so as not to wake her. She looks so peaceful and so goddamn beautiful, before I can say fuck it and climb back in bed with her, I grab the throw from the bottom of the bed and drape it over her. Leaning over I place a soft kiss on her forehead before heading to the bathroom to shower. I shower quickly since the clubhouse is about 30 minutes from the cabin and I really need to go. I dress just as quickly and as I am about to leave I turn back and see herlying there. Turning back around I search the room and find a pen and a pad and jot a quick note.
Little Flower,
