Page 11 of Baring it All (Men in Charge)

“Yes, Daddy.” My name comes out as a sigh.

“Good girl. Be back soon.” I leave before I take back what I said and join her in the shower. I’m already going to have to take care of my hard cock. Hopefully, this will be the last time. I’ve been walking around with blue balls and a permanent zipper impression. Jesus, I’m tired of my own fist fucking my cock. A few more hours. I can hold out until then. The only question is, can Stormy?

13

GRIFFFIN

When I got into bed last night, Stormy was already passed out. She must have taken a faster shower than I did. Probably because I rubbed one out, my cum splashing against the tile and the water washing it down the drain. When I slid in beside her, she turned toward me, hand going to my stomach, head on my chest, and I got a soft sigh from her. I settled in, found sleep and comfort with the woman wrapped around me. Finn woke up entirely too early, like I knew he would. He went outside, took care of business, came back inside for food, and then promptly fell back asleep on the couch. Where I know I’ll find him again later, his back to the couch, paws up, and snoring.

Now I’m wide awake. Stormy is still asleep, and I’m ready to make good on my promise. I’m lying behind her, my arm beneath her neck, the other pulling up her shirt to reach more of her soft skin.

“Hmm,” she moans. My fingers inch their way up the middle of her stomach, hand finally reaching her breast. I cup it, fingers plucking at her nipple. Her ass arches back into my groin. It’s a damn good thing I had the forethought to lose my shorts. Last night, she was dead to the world asleep. I don’t think anything could have woken her up, and I certainly wasn’t going to be like ‘Hey, do you mind if I sleep naked?’ No damn way, not when she’s bare beneath my borrowed shirt.

“Baby girl, time to make good on my promise on making you come, repeatedly,” I murmur into her ear, feeling the shiver that runs through her body. My hand that was working her nipple travels down her stomach, taking in each slope and contour until I make it to her drenched pussy. Even in her sleep, Stormy is ready for me. Goddamn, I’m a lucky fucking man. She feels damn good, body undulating into my fingers.

“Daddy.” Son of a bitch. My cock hardens. I’m not sure how that’s possible, but with Stormy, it seems anything is likely to occur.

“Going to give you my dick, baby girl. Are you gonna be a good girl and take it?” I ask, pulling my hand away from her cunt. She groans in annoyance. Stormy has my cock throbbing against my abdomen, and though she lost my hand on her slit, it won’t mean I’m leaving her for long.

“Yes,” she purrs through a sleep-induced fog.

“Yes, what?” My cock slides along the lips of her pussy, coating the top half with wetness. Fuck, I’m ready to say screw the teasing and slam my length inside her.

“Yes.” Her voice hitches when my tip hits her clit. “Yes, Daddy,” Stormy replies when I drag my hips back, repeating the leisurely process.

“That’s right, baby girl. I’m going to give you my dick. You’re not going to move. I want you to stay still, hands wrapped around my neck, and don’t fucking let go.” I pull my hips back, keeping her leg hiked over my hip. She is open and more than ready, even though I know for a fact it’s going to be a tight fit. Which is why I’m trying to take my time. Hurting her is the last thing I want to do. Even if it’s for our mutual benefit at the time, there’s also no way one time with her is going to be enough. That means going slow is the only option for now. I notch the head of my dick at her entrance, feeling her lips flare around me, slick and ready. I push in an inch. Fucking fuck, she’s like a damn vice, and I’m not even halfway inside. Yeah, the other needle nose dicks she’s had in her past are nothing compared to the size of me, probably part of the reason she’s yet to come with a man.

“More, please more.” She is keeping her body still. Her fingers, on the other hand, well, that’s an entirely different story. They’re flexing and pulling on my lower neck, and I’m not seeing one single problem with that.

“Nice and slow,” I counter, pulling my hips back until my cock isn’t inside her sweet wet heat anymore.

“No, hard and fast.” Yeah, fucking right, over my dead body. She’s not prepared for that yet.

“Yes.” I slide forward, my cock going in a bit further this time, and it must be enough to make her happy. Her breathing hitches, words dying in the back of her throat, and my dick is being sucked into her cunt.

“Jesus, baby girl. Your pussy is trying to suck me dry.” If I hadn’t jerked off last night, there’s no way I’d be able to last as long as I want to. And what does that say about me, besides the fact it’s been too damn long?

“Oh God, it feels so good. Don’t stop this time, please,” she begs. I’m not sure I could even if I tried. Leaving her cunt is like asking me to leave her. It’ll never fucking happen.

“You better tell me if it gets too much,” I grunt, pushing my hips forward. My hand that was beneath her neck is now on her tit, my palm full. The other is inching its way toward her center.

“It’s not enough.” Damn feisty woman.

“Stay still, or you’ll lose my dick completely.” She arches back, trying to wiggle her way down my length. My palm flattens on her lower abdomen, stopping her from moving again. The last thing she needs to do is slam her tight little snatch down my dick. Stormy is damn near virgin tight with every inch I feed her.

“No, don’t do that. I’ll stay still, promise.” Her head tips over her shoulder, eyes going to mine, and fuck if that doesn’t do something inside me. It settles deep in my chest, knowing she’s locked on me and only me.

“Mouth, now,” I groan when I’m halfway inside. My middle finger slides to her clit, working her up until she’s in a fevered pace before I add more pressure. I take her lips with mine, slow and soft at first while my cock continues the same torturous pace for both of us. I’m at my breaking point, her back to my front, our skin slick with perspiration. Her breathing is labored, and damn if it doesn’t do something to me.

“Daddy.” Fuck me sideways, taking this slow when my name leaves her, low, with that rasp in her tone, is testing my control. My tongue slides along the seam of her lips until she opens for me, allowing me to gain entrance. Our tongues tangle, me leading and Stormy following. I add another finger to the mix. Her wetness is more than enough to give her the sensation and friction she needs to stop clamping so hard on my cock I can finally be completely inside her. I move my fingers up and down, side to side. Her breath stutters. Her tongue doesn’t slide along mine. In fact, she’s pulled her head away from mine. A long deep, guttural moan comes deep from in, and I take that as my clue to pull my hips back and thrust all the way inside her.

“Fuck yeah, do you feel me? You have all of me.” Her eyes close, and she takes a deep breath. Whether that’s for her or me, I have no idea, but damn, my dick is loving exactly where it’s at. I flex inside her, she trembles beneath my touch, and I take the time to continue working my hips back and forth. The slow easy glide is now gone. There’s no way I can hold back, or I’ll come before she does. And that’s not fucking happening. She’ll get hers before I’ll get mine. There’s no other way. She’s being such a good girl, staying still while I use her body, working her in such a way she’ll become addicted to me. Because there’s no doubt about it, I’m addicted to Stormy. More than the next adrenaline rush, whether it’s from a bar fight or jumping out of a helicopter to rescue a racer.

“Oh God.” I flick her clit on another thrust. This time, there’s no stopping the fast rhythm I’ve set, there’s no slowing down. I’m chasing our orgasm. We will both come together, now and forever.

“Baby girl,” I groan. Her ear is right by my mouth. My teeth nip at the lobe. Her cunt tightens its vice-like grip on my cock. Never thought it’d get tighter, but here we fucking are. The will to fucking live is hard when all I want to do is allow my body to take over. Finally, she starts to fall apart around me. “Coming inside you, unless you tell me otherwise.”

“Come inside me.” Another thrust. She continues through each deep breath. “I’m protected.” I hit a deep spot inside her, and Stormy barely has the wherewithal to finish yet does. “Had tests. We’re good.” Say fucking less. One more shove of my hips, her hands digging deeper into whatever she can find purchase on behind my neck, and Stormy lets go.

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