She willed herself to relax, first one cheek, then the other.
“Reach back and pull your cheeks apart for me.”
Mortified, she turned her face into the bed, but reached back with both hands and spread her bottom to reveal her quivering anus.
“That’s it,” he said, pushing his cock against it again.
She flinched, but forced herself to exhale and relax.
“Open for me,” he said, applying more pressure to her sphincter.
“I can’t,” she whined, afraid it would hurt.
“Push back like you’re bearing down.”
Apparently she was incapable of disobeying him.Her body immediately complied and suddenly the head of his cock had breached her entrance.She gasped at the intrusion.
“Stop.It’s too big,” she cried, the stretching sensation frightening her.
“I’m not too big.Your little bottom just needs to get used to taking Daddy’s cock.”
Oh God.His lurid words had an intoxicating effect on her body.Her limbs melted like butter, the pucker of her anus relaxing and allowing him to push deeper.
“Daddy…” she whimpered, not because it hurt, just because it scared her.
“You’re doing a good job, baby girl.Open for Daddy.Don’t resist.You belong to your daddy.Your little body is for Daddy to take whenever he wants.”
All her bones disappeared.She’d become hot liquid, yielding to him as he plunged ever deeper.The sensation was too intense.Too fantastic, too much.She wanted more and she wanted it to stop at the same time.She needed to come again.She wanted release.She wanted him to take her harder and not move at all.
She began to whimper non-stop.
Joel cupped her nape, somehow both pinning her down and comforting her at the same time.He picked up the tempo, which she desperately craved, even as she tore at the covers and squealed with the sensation.
“Too much,” she managed to gasp.
“Give yourself over to me,” he commanded, not slowing or lessening the pounding he was giving her.
She had no choice but to comply—her resistance caused tightening, which caused pain.“Take me, Daddy,” she mumbled, riding the crest of a wave of tormenting pleasure until it crashed with his coveted release.He buried his cock deep in her ass and came.When he finished, he didn’t pull out, but moved her hips away from the bed and reached between her legs.She expected him to tease her clit again, but to her shock, he slapped her pussy.
Over and over again, he spanked her delicate folds until she came once more, his cock plugging her ass her voice raised in a howl.As her muscles fluttered, he pulled out of her ass and plunged his fingers in her pussy, wiggling them against her contracting walls.
She would’ve sank to the floor if he hadn’t picked her up and laid her on the bed, curling up beside her and covering her with blankets.“I love you,” she murmured, then froze, her breath catching.“I mean…” Her heart began to pound.What the hell was wrong with her?This wasn’t love.This wasn’t even a relationship.She didn’t know what the hell it was, but she sure knew one didn’t go declaring one’s love in the first two days of a purely sexual relationship.
“It’s okay,” he said, kissing her forehead.“You can sayI love youwithout it being a solemn vow of eternal commitment.Love is a state of being.You’re feeling it right now and you expressed it.”He kissed her forehead again.“I’m feeling it, too, sweet girl.”
She exhaled and curled into his body.Her heart still ricocheted around in her chest.She ought to be relieved by his understanding.Why, then, had disappointment begun to leak into her bliss like a dark stain of ink?
Chapter4
“Please, please, please don’t give me an enema today?”Marissa pleaded the next morning, turning her best puppy dog eyes on him, and clasping her hands under her chin in supplication.“My cold sore looks so much better.”
“And that’s the best reason to continue with your treatment,” he said, hiding his amusement.
“No, but Daddy?—”
He arched a brow.“Yes?”
Her face flushed beautifully.“My bottom hole hurts today.From last night.Please can we skip a day on the enema?Please?”
