I squirm beneath him, spreading my thighs wider. “Please, Daddy. I want your cock. I want all of you.”
His whole body shudders.
“Jesus,” he mutters, and I feel him line up at my entrance.
He pushes in slowly, inch by agonizing inch, and I gasp, arching against the stretch. He’s thick. Too thick. My body resists him at first, burning in the most overwhelming, delicious way.
“You’re so tight,” he grits out, one hand gripping my thigh, the other fisted in the sheets beside my head. “So fucking tight, baby…almost there…”
He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t rush. He gives me time to adjust, rocking forward gently until he’s buried all the way inside me.
And then he stills.
My nails dig into his back as my body trembles under the weight of him. There’s a deep ache low in my belly, but it’s not bad. It’s full. Intimate. Raw. Like something sacred just passed between us.
“You okay?” he breathes, eyes searching mine.
I nod. “More than okay.”
He groans, and then starts to move. Slowly at first…just the barest roll of his hips, letting me feel every inch of him. The friction is unreal, a slow drag that makes me moan into his mouth as he kisses me again. It’s like he’s trying to memorize my body from the inside out.
“You feel like fucking heaven,” he rasps, his mouth dragging down my neck, sucking at my pulse. “So hot and tight…like your pussy was made for me.”
His words make me clench around him, and he hisses, his hips flexing involuntarily. He starts to move faster, thrusting deeper, harder, until the bed creaks and the clapping sounds of our bodies fill the air.
I wrap my legs around his waist, letting him sink even deeper. Every stroke hits something intense inside me, lighting me up like a match. His name falls from my lips like a chant, and every time I call him Daddy, he fucks me harder, deeper.
“Say it again,” he growls. “Let me hear you.”
“Daddy!” I cry out, arching beneath him. “Please don’t stop…”
“I’m not fucking stopping,” he snarls. “I’m not stopping until you come again. I want to feel this tight little pussy milk my cock.”
The words are so filthy, so raw, but they only turn me on more. I’m shaking, sweating, writhing beneath him. My body’s neverfelt anything like this. I’m completely overwhelmed, in the best way.
He slips a hand between us, finds my clit, and rubs it hard and fast. I scream. My orgasm crashes into me like a tidal wave, brutal and sudden, making me cry out as my whole body tightens and explodes around him. Jake lets out a long string of curse words, holding me down as I convulse beneath him, his hips grinding into mine like he’s chasing his own release.
“You’re mine now,” he growls again, panting against my throat. “Mine forever.”
And then he pulls out, his whole body rigid as he finishes against my stomach, thick hot ropes coating my skin. His eyes are locked on mine the whole time, filled with something feral. Possessive. Beautiful.
He collapses beside me a moment later, pulling me into his chest and wrapping his arms around me like he never plans to let go.
“Was that okay?” he whispers against my temple.
“Okay?” I laugh, breathless and dazed. “That was…incredible.”
He smiles, kissing my hair. “You were incredible.”
I curl into him, my body aching in ways I’ve never known before, but I don’t regret a single second. Because I know now what it feels like to be wanted like this.
Owned. Loved. Worshipped.
And I know it’s just the beginning.
***
The next morning, I wake up tucked against his chest, my head pillowed on his arm with one of his big hands still curledprotectively around my waist. His body is hard and warm, and I can feel the steady rise and fall of his breathing against my back.
