Page 23 of Hot Touch
“What?” Her eyes sought mine for an explanation. “Any longer, and I would have shot my load straight down this perfect little throat.” I stroked her neck.
“But isn’t that… I mean, isn’t that the point?” That pretty blush made me more lust drunk by the minute. I smirked.
“Baby girl, I just found you. Fell head over heels for my women with one look. You think the first time I come, I’m gonna do it in your mouth or on your face?” I said, unknowingly turning her on. Her caramel gaze heated. The lust and ache for just that reflected in her stare, and fuck me, I wanted to give it to her.Focus, dumbass! Take her. Claim her!
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” I muttered, shaking my head. “You want daddy’s milk, baby? You want me to give you a pretty pearl necklace?” She chewed on her bottom lip and nodded. Fuck, it was a miracle I didn’t come right then and there.
“Soon,” I promised. There wouldn’t be an inch of her I wouldn’t leave my mark on. “But not today. Today, my cum’s going to go right here.” My hand dropped between us. She mewled beautifully as I rubbed her clit and slid the pad of my finger to her messy little entrance. “My good girl likes beingnaughty with daddy in her mouth.” She was so fucking slick, I knew she’d leave her honey all over my abs, and I didn’t fucking mind that at all one little bit.
“Yes!” she hissed, trying to take my finger just a little deeper.
“Uh-uh. Not yet,” I whispered before kissing her softly, fighting every instinct inside of me to fuck her right then and there.
Carefully, I dropped us on the bed, loving the way her legs spread further to accommodate my body. I pulled up, resting my weight on one arm while the other hand stroked the side of her pretty face.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” I murmured, and I knew I’d remember that very smile for the rest of my days. She opened wider, and my cock bumped her clit, expelling a sweet little gasp out of her. “You like that? You ready for me, Alejandra?”
“Yes, Daddy. So ready for you.” Her hands moved up to my shoulders. I leaned down, pressing my lips against her cheeks then the tip of her nose. Feelings overtook me, and there was no stopping it. No matter how crazy it was going to make me sound.
“I love you, Alex. You’re mine. All mine. No turning back after this,” I tried to warn her, but we both knew there had been no turning back since the moment I busted into that smokey room of hers.
“Forever?” she asked, and I nodded. “I love you, too, Nate,” she whispered. I pulled back before pushing forward little by little.
Words and feelings clogged my throat as I felt myself slide inside of her tiny, tight sugary hole. She stretched around me, accommodating not just my length but girth.
“Daddy,” she cried. Her nails dug into my shoulders. I stilled above her, trying to hold back.
“Need me to stop?” I gritted, but her head shook back and forth.
“More,” she squeaked. “I need more.”
Sweat started to roll down my neck. I pulled back, and this time, I thrust forward, swallowing her sweet cry of pleasure as I filled her up, balls deep, knowing that from this moment on, life would never be the same. She might have knelt for me, but she owned me. I’d live and die for Alex until my dying breath. Our bodies connected, and when she started to squirm, I moved little by little. We moved in a rhythm that somehow, our bodies knew all along. Like our souls were connected on an otherworldly level. The room filled with the sweet scent of sex and echoed with the sounds of our bodies slapping together.
“Daddy… Nate… yes, right there. Oh my god!” she cried. The back of her head dug into the pillow beneath her as my mouth moved to her neck and then her shoulder.
“Baby,” I groaned, “come for me.”
My hand moved between us to rub her swollen little clit. I was too close to the edge, about to lose my load. Just the thought of filling her with my seed, breeding her, made my balls draw up tighter. Fuller. But I would be damned if I didn’t get her off first.
“Daddy needs you to come for him.”
“I’m there! I’m… I’m… I’m…“ she started to chant, but when her eyes opened wide, lips parted, she didn’t make a sound.
But her body sang for her.
Her tight little snatch rippled around my cock, milking me for every drop, and I fucking didn’t stop. Dropping my head into the crook of her neck, my breathing ragged, I pumped my hips harder.
Faster.
Searching for that release. The need to nut deep in her controlling me. A primal need to mark her drove through me. My sweet girl tightened her arms around me. I groaned, the sound so loud you would have thought a bear was in the room with us. My head sank lower, and my teeth dug into her shoulderblade and bit down as ribbon after ribbon filled my baby girl’s body to the brim. Colors exploded behind my eyelids before I dropped down on her body and tried to catch my breath.
“Fuck,” I cursed, trying to pick my body off hers, but she simply held on. “Baby, I’m going to squish you.”
“I like your body on my body, Daddy,” she sweetly shared, and I wasn’t going to start to tell her no.
After a few minutes, I pulled back and watched her face as I slipped out of her body, turning to look between us just in time to watch the creamy mess start to seep out.
“Stay here,” I said, kissing her forehead before rolling out of bed and reaching for the towel she’d dropped on the floor.
