The legs of a chair scrape across the floor behind me, indicating he’s pulled one out to sit on and watch me squirm.
I need to find my brave side and tell him what I want.
His cock in my pussy.
What if he turns me down? What if he says he doesn’t think I’m ready, that I’m not healed enough, that he’s worried about my arm? What if he makes me wait until I no longer need the brace in four more weeks?
I whimper at the thought, my body trembling.
“Stand still, naughty girl,” he orders.
I lick my lips. This position is uncomfortable. I should have thought of that before I decided to bend over farther than usual. My calves are starting to burn.
Be brave. Ask for what you want. You’re a grown woman, for heaven’s sake. Tell the man you want him to fuck you.
Finally, I take a deep breath, release my hands from the small of my back, and use my good hand to push off the wall and right myself. My heart is racing as I turn around to face Daddy.
The moment I do, my eyes pop wide, and I gasp.
Daddy is much closer to me than I expected. He’s not in the chair at all. And he’s completely naked. He’s also holding his cock in one hand, stroking it slowly. “Is this what you want, naughty girl?”
I’m stunned that he read my mind and called my bluff. “Yes, Daddy,” I manage to whisper.
“You could have just said so, Little one. You didn’t have to create all this drama to get us both naked.”
My face heats to ten thousand degrees. How did he read me so well?
“But my Little girl likes to stand in the corner. It makes her pussy so wet that her panties get soaked. Too bad I didn’t let you have your panties this time, huh?”
I swallow.
He takes a step closer. “But maybe the feel of your sweet juices running down your inner thighs makes you even hornier.”
I can’t take my gaze off his cock. It’s been a long time since I last saw a penis, and his is huge. Pete’s limp pencil dick pales in comparison.
Daddy groans. “Stop licking your lips, naughty girl. Your mouth is not going anywhere near my cock this morning. We’ll need to discuss it in great depth before we head down that path.”
I know he hates that sucking off my ex was part of my abuse, but he doesn’t understand that the thought of dropping to my knees to take Daddy into my mouth doesn’t compare in any way. He would never force me. He would never even ask me to suck him. I’m not worried. I know already it won’t cause me to have a PTSD episode.
I’m okay with not putting my mouth on his shaft this morning, though, because I really need him in my pussy. I find my voice and lift my gaze. “I want to feel closer to you, Daddy. My arm doesn’t hurt at all anymore. I’m ready. Please will you make love to me?”
He releases his cock, closes the distance, and lifts me off the floor.
I cry out as he holds me against his body, his lips coming to mine. My shock switches to a moan as I wrap my arms and legs around him, trapping his cock against my pussy.
Daddy devours me like we’ve never kissed before as he carries me down the hall and into his bedroom. Our bedroom.
He’s still kissing me as he lowers me to the sheets. He hasn’t made the bed yet today.
I squirm against his erection. I’m so ready for him that I’m whining now.
He finally breaks the kiss and stares down into my eyes. “You’re my world, June Brien.”
I slide my hands up his biceps. “You’re mine, too, Andres Phillips.”
“I pictured spreading you out and eating your cunt before taking you for the first time, but I’m too desperate, and your pussy is so fucking wet against my shaft I don’t think you need any more foreplay.”
I shake my head. “I need you inside me. Now.”
