Her hair is a tangled, messy halo of golden locks. Her face is partially buried in the comforter that she has up around her neck. The warmth gives her skin a slight blush. I’ve seen her naked so many times, last night I felt her raw, not only in the way I took her, but also in her emotions when she gave me something she can never have back. After I cleaned us up, I held her as a lover should, I was happy to give her that. She fell asleep in my arms, and that’s where she’s stayed.
She’s at peace and relaxed. It is an odd thing to me, the feelings washing over me as I look at her, something I didn’t expect.
“Lilly,” I say her name in this even cadence, her breathing comes to a halt as she readjusts in her sleep, still not waking. I move my arm out from under her, the air feeling cool without her warmth.
Her head falls to the mattress without my support. She gasps, opening her sleepy eyes and bracing herself with both hands on the mattress. I give her a minute to wake and to recognize where she is. The moment she sees me, her pupils dilate with both recognition and desire.
I sit up on my knees, shoving my silk pajama pants down along with my boxers so my cock springs free. My little flower is such a naughty girl. She licks her lips staring at my cock, but she’s as still as can be on the mattress, as she waits obediently for my command. Such a good girl.
“What are you?” I ask her as I stroke myself from end to end, spreading the moisture over the head of my dick.
She breathes her answer, “yours.” Fuck, hearing her lust-filled voice admitting my claim to her with such pride makes me want her that much more. I reach down, grabbing her by the hair at her nape, fisting it and bringing her lips to my dick.
“Damn right you are,” I tell her as her lips slide down my cock and my head brushes against the back of her throat. Fuck! She feels too good. It takes everything in me not to groan out loud and shove deeper down her throat. Although I have a grip on her, controlling her if I need to, I let her move at her own pace. She nearly gags on my cock, her wide eyes looking apologetic. I don’t give a fuck. Her mouth feels like fucking heaven.
I buck my hips once, feeling her throat stretch around my cock. She takes it, her hands almost reaching up to grip me, but she quickly puts them back down, gripping her thighs. Her eyes water as I pump my hips, forcing her to take more and holding myself at the back of her throat. Only for a moment, before pulling out and giving her a moment to catch her breath.
She breathes in deep, keeping her mouth open and ready for more. Fuck, she’s too good to be true.
She moans around my dick, loving how I’m using her. She gets on all fours, hollowing her cheeks as she sucks my length eager to take more. Her tongue massages the underside of my dick and her throat closes around my head as she goes as far as she can, her nose almost reaching the coarse pubic hair.
Again, she moans and her lips push down, stroking my length as she blows me. She moves her lips all the way to the ridge of the head of my cock, it sends tingles down my spine, my toes curl and I nearly cum just from that sensation.
The tip of her tongue dips into the slit licking up the small bit of pre-cum that slinked out. She moves her hand up to stroke my dick and that’s what I’ve been waiting for.
Thank fuck she did it before I came. I’m quick to grab her wrists before she can touch me. I pull out of her mouth, pushing her backwards and pinning her down on the mattress. Her eyes flash with fear as I hold her down, staring at her with narrowed eyes.
“Did I tell you that you could touch?” I asked her, my head tilted. A spark of knowing darts across her blue eyes as she realizes what she’s done.
“I’m sorry, Sir,” her hips tilts and her upper thighs clench. “I had no right.” She gives in so easily. Accepting what she’s done. My fingers dig into her hip before loosening my hold on her and letting go of her wrist.
“Mistakes will be made,” I tell her. “I’ll allow you one warning for now.” She stares at me, her breath barely coming in as she waits for her punishment.
I back away from her and her lips part to protest me leaving her, her eyes flashing with worry.
I’ve kept myself from her for so long, refusing to let her please me. And although it wasn’t a punishment then, I’m sure she saw it as just that. But I have no intention of not taking from her every fucking day that she’s here. She’ll learn that soon enough.
“Get on your hands and knees.” I tell her as I sit on my knees, ready to feel her tight cunt wrapped around me again.
She’s quick to get into position, turning her body so her ass is the closest thing to me. I grip her hips nearly violently in a bruising hold and pull her quickly towards me, reveling in the sweet gasp that comes from her lips. She curves her back like a good girl. She’s trying, I know she is. She’s desperate to please me. I take her hair in both of my hands before wrapping it around my wrist, gripping and pulling her hair back slightly.
My fingers play at her wet pussy lips as I look over her body, in complete submission to me. “You fucking love this, don’t you?”
With her neck arched, her voice comes out in a higher pitch, “Yes sir.” I nearly slam myself into her tight cunt to the hilt, but I stop before doing so after hearing those sweet words. But I already know that I can’t.
She’s swollen from last night. I spread her lips and see she’s red. I’d love to ride her hard and fast, to give her the brutal fuck that she truly desires. But instead I ease in slowly.
She feels so good, I knew she’d feel like this. Somehow I knew.
I slowly slip deep inside of her, letting her hair relax around my wrist and losing my grip on her. Taking her hips in both of my hands, I bend forward and kiss her neck. Her eyes are closed tight and her mouth is pressed into a small frown. I know she hurts. My hand slips between her legs to rub her clit. I pull back on her clit slightly exposing the raw sensitive side and press my middle finger down, rubbing merciless circles against her. Her eyes pop open as her mouth forms a perfect “o”.
I stay buried to the hilt until her face softens to show more pleasure than pain. Her pussy strangles my cock as I move deep in and out of her. My fingers wrapped around her hips and my stomach presses against her back as I bite down, nipping on her earlobe and making her gasp before I pull nearly all the way back and then slam into her. Her hands slip on the mattress and she falls forward.
With her small body under mine, I buck my hips over and over. I brace my heavy body with my forearm, my other hand holding her hip and keeping her angled just how I want as she fights under me to control herself. I piston my hips loving how her pussy spasms around my cock and the sounds of her wet cunt being so brutally fucked fill my ears.
Her cheek presses against the mattress with each blow I give her. Her eyes shut tight and her teeth sinking into her bottom lip. She’s holding back her screams of pleasure, her hands fisting the sheet beneath us.
“Let me hear you.” I tell her in a strong voice I don’t recognize in this moment. I’m so lost in her touch. My heart beating a radically and my body heating and then freezing with an intense pleasure that radiates outwards. I’m so close to losing it. But I want her with me every step of the way.
Her mouth opens instantly, obeying me as I continue my ruthless pace. She screams out my name over and over, not Sir but Joseph. I wasn’t expecting it, just like I wasn’t last night, but my name on her lips sends me over the edge. I desperately rub at her clit as thick streams of cum fill her tight pussy.