by ChaShiree M
“Yes. I want to get her some pink ruffles for her bed and maybe some kind of cute picture to hang on the wall. Plus, I need to get a frame of the last family photo we took to put on the wall too. The rest I want her to pick out. I was wondering, how do I get the money my dad left?”
“Don’t worry about that now baby. We have plenty of time for that. Let’s just go get the stuff for Rory and then we can pick her up along the way. Sound good?” I look into his eyes and what I find there is nothing but passion and something I am not ready to address just yet. Especially considering we are about to get my little sister. “Let’s go baby.” he pulls me down the stairs and out the door. Holding his hand, I can’t but feel safe. But am i?
Chapter Eight
Dayton
It goes by faster than I expect it too. We decided to go and get Rory first so she could pick out her own bed ruffles. Of course, once we get to the store, both Rina and Rory go crazy for her bedroom and we come out of there, with about 20 stuffed animals, purple bed ruffles, purple curtains, a unicorn lamp and a rainbow-colored bookcase. I shake my head each time one of them saw something and squealed. Laughing at their excitement. Their happiness makes my heart expand.
We make it back to the house after picking up some Chinese food. We eat, laughing and talking about the day we have had. Rina is now upstairs, helping Rory put all her new stuff away. I decide to stay downstairs, clean up and look over the documents from my attorney. I barely get through a third of it before I hear her coming down. Getting up, I walk back into the kitchen. Leaning against the doorframe, I just stand and watch her as she finishes drying the dishes, this scene I have envisioned for a whole year. “You ready for bed baby?” I ask, pushing off the wall. She jumps, clutching her chest.
“Uh yeah. Am I... I mean... where…”
I stalk over to her, taking my time not wanting to scare her but needing her to know the truth. “You will never sleep anywhere but in my arms, in our bed, preferably with my cock buried inside of you, already prepared to take you when we wake up. Understand? Now let's go upstairs.” I lead her up, not waiting to hear any protest or any doubts. I am done pretending she is not my every dream come true. We take turns using the bathroom. I go first, not bothering with pj’s once she is inside. I do put a sheet over my lap, however, not wanting her to have a heart attack. Hell, these ten inches would scare anyone. I can feel him getting anxious, waiting for her to come out of the bathroom. What I don’t count on is the look of anguish she has on her face when she does. “Baby, what's wrong.” I ask her, pulling her into the bed.
“I know this is the right thing to do, giving Rory a fresh start and all, but somehow it feels like a betrayal to my parents not staying in the home they made for us. It still hurts so much, Dayton. But at the same time, I feel numb. How can that be?” brushing the tears from her eyes, I kiss each eye, determined to take her pain away.
“Let me take it away, baby. Give me all the pain, and I can give you all the pleasure.” I say slowly removing the top she has on. She came out of the bathroom, with nothing but a t-shirt and her panties.
“Yes, Dayton. Help me feel again.” I kiss her mouth no longer taking it slow. Raising her arms, I trap her beneath me, rubbing against her.
“Then spread your legs and let me in.” her lip goes into her mouth as she thinks. That fucking lip belongs in my mouth. Not hers. Moving down, I remove her panties, inhaling her sweet essence, that cream that I am going to devour. The drug I have been craving.
“Wh-what are you doing?” she asks, her voice husky and filled with lust. I chuckle, loving how fucking innocent she is. It won’t last long. “Taking what’s mine.” the last thing I say before my tongue takes its first taste of heaven. “Fuck baby. Gods have died for something this sweet. And it is all mine.” Not wasting anymore time, I devour her pussy. Licking her clit over and over, sucking it into my mouth, no mercy given. I feel her hands in my hair as she pushes her pussy further into my face, the sounds coming from her animalistic.
My tongue goes up and down the length of her, making sure to hit the spot in the center, pushing in and out. “Oh God, Dayton. So good. Feels so good. She says spreading her legs wider. I slide my finger inside of her, still licking and sucking like my life depends on it. Moving one, then two in and out of her, I try to stretch her, hoping not to hurt her too badly when I breach her and implant my son in her womb. “Dayton!” yelling my name as I add a third finger.
“You like that huh, baby.”
“Yes. Yes. Please.” she begins to tug on her nipples and my mouth starts watering for something else. Without taking my finger from her wet, sticky, pussy, I move up, kissing her mouth, letting her taste herself.
“See how sweet you are baby.” she moans, holding my head to her mouth. I bite her lip, sucking it into my mouth before moving to her pink, hard nipples, my tongue twirling around them like I am once again feasting. Her body begins to shake, her moans becoming louder and louder.
“Oh shit, Dayton. What’s happening? What... oh God…” is the last thing she screams before she shatters around my hand. I continue to pump in and out of her until she comes down, knowing its time. Sitting up, I rub my cock up and down, making sure to get my salty juice all over it, needing it to make it easier for her. Her eyes get big as she looks down.
“Are you ready to be mine, baby?”
Chapter Nine
Sarina
What the hell kind of question is that?!? Who can possibly be ready for that beast, I think, looking at the monster between his legs? “It will only hurt for a minute, baby. You trust me?” he asks, his mouth sucking my nipples and biting my neck back and forth. I know I am going to wake up with bruises, but somehow, knowing it is coming from him, makes everything so much more intense. “Tell me you’re ready, sweet girl. Say it.” he demands as his finger rubs at my clit. He expects me to think right now. I mean, seriously. I am surrounded in a Dayton fog and he actually expects me to answer him? My eyes blurry and wet, the sensations and need he is causing inside of me, bringing me close to tears. But I don’t want him to stop, so, absentmindedly, I nod my head hoping that will be enough. I should have known better. “Oh, my Rina. That is not what I told you to do, baby.” his mouth bites my ear and I swear, my whole body shakes. Is a simple touch supposed to cause so much havoc on the soul?
Spreading my legs wider, I fill the head of his cock slightly pushing against my opening, every nerve inside of me is on alert. I can feel it stretch, my head and legs beginning to tingle. Inhaling I prepare for it when he stops and pulls out. “Oh no, sweet girl. You have to say it. Or I can stay here all night bringing you to the peak and stopping just before. Is that what you want baby?”
“No!” I answer with the urgency prevalent, causing me to cling to his arms not letting him move.
“Then tell me, Rina.”
“Yes, Dayton. I’m ready. Make me.” Before I finish the sentence, he slams inside of me. My eyes squeeze shut, everything around covered in stars and fire. Hurt a little my ass. I feel like he just ripped open my whole pussy with no hope of it repairing.
“Shhh… I know baby. It's better to get it over with. Fuck! You are so fucking tight. I’m trying Rina. God I am trying not move, but your pussy is choking him baby.” he grunts out. He sounds in pain. Making my eyes open, I marvel at the strain in his face, the intense focus he is giving to trying not to move. Somehow, this makes the pain unimportant. This moment...this beautiful remarkable moment, is all that matters.
“Move, Dayton.” he looks, his eyes searching for certainty. I nod my head before kissing him, needing that connection. I feel him pull out and I brace myself for him to slide back. God is this intense, I think as he pushes back inside of me. I can literally feel him everywhere. “Dayton.”
“I know baby. Fuck I know. Your innocent little pussy is still so tight. It's going to take me years to stretch this sugar factory out. I bet my sons coming through there won’t even do the trick.” he moans right before he sinks hi
s teeth in my neck. Why does the idea of having his babies set me off? “That’s right baby. Come for me.”
His thumb rubs my clit shooting electricity through me. “Fuck! I need to be deeper.” I barely have time to ask him how he can possibly get any deeper, before he has my legs pushed back to my ears and begins pounding in and out of me, his face feral. The sweat dripping from his chest, makes me want to lick him from head to toe. I scream out, the intensity too much for me. I can feel my pussy swelling from the beating it is taking, but I wouldn’t stop this feeling even if I could. My nails dig into his arms, knowing it's going to leave marks on him and that makes me feel empowered, knowing my ownership will also be on him.
“Dayton!! Yes. Yes. Yesssss!!!!” I scream as the idea of him being mine alone, catapults me to the end. My orgasm sets him off. As he yells, I can feel his seed spilling into me, and I come again, his heat and ferocity sending me into the fog of pleasure I have been in since this started. I can’t help but hope it makes a baby. Something from the both of us, binding us together forever.
He kisses me as we both come, our bodies slick and wet, rubbing against one another. I feel him getting hard again, still not having pulled out of me. “Damn it, Rina. I want to take you again, baby. But I need to give your body time to rest. Come on baby. Let me take care of you.” he pulls me into the shower where he washes me from head to toe, paying close attention to my pussy, rubbing my clit over and over as he pulls my nipples in his mouth, sucking them as he talks about the milk that is going to spill for our son. His words alone send me over. I stand, body limp and exhausted. Standing, he kisses my head before turning the water off and drying me. He kisses me constantly, telling how good I did. How much he loves my pussy. How he is never letting me go. Pulling me into his arms as we lie on the bed, my back to his front. The last thing I hear before I pass out from exhaustion. “I love you baby. Sleep.”
Wrapped in his arms, his mouth on my back with his legs draped over mine like he is trying to make sure I don’t move, is the safest I have felt since my whole life changed. Now I’m just worried it won’t stay like this.
It has been two days since he fucked me senseless. Two long, exhausting, perfect days. As you can imagine, we have been going at it every chance we get, like rabbits. Any and everywhere. Doesn’t matter where we are. Hell, I think the only break we take is when he has to go to work or Rory is around. Case and point, I am in his office because just this morning when Rory was eating her breakfast, he bent me over his desk, and... fuck it felt good. However, in the middle of it, I somehow lost the bracelet from my parents that they gave for graduation. Pushing papers around trying to figure out where it fell, I spot a document that has my father’s name on it.
Dear Mr. Liiteum,
I read your letter asking about the estate, and I am sorry to say that as you know, Mr. Brooks diminished all of his accounts including the account that was to go to his daughters. I know you were his business accountant and that you also handled some of his investments, but the portfolio of his children was solely me. The amount of gambling debt he has accrued won’t be able to be covered by what little he had left. Luckily, his daughters can’t be held liable for it. I’m sorry. I know you were hoping to have something to give them, but there is nothing.
Kind Regards,
William Pinkerton
Portfolio and Investment Manager
Dropping the paper, I fall back on his office chair, not sure how this could be true. I mean, my father didn’t gamble. He hardly left the house other than to go to work and to meetings. He spent all of time with my mom, sister and me. This has to be some mistake. I mean...surely Dayton would have told me this...right?
“Hey babe. I came home early. Where are you....” he stops when he sees me in his office spotting the papers in front of me. The look on my face must tell him everything. I can tell by the look in his eyes, he deliberately kept this from me. My head drops, the feeling of betrayal all around me. My father…. now Dayton. Suddenly nothing in my life seems real. “Rina, baby, look at me,” he says, anguish and hope filling his voice.
“You knew, Dayton. This whole time, when I kept asking you over and over what was going on with the money and how do I go about getting it to take care of Rory. You knew then, didn’t you?” I want him to deny it. Say he just found out. Just tell me it isn’t true so I can stay in this bubble we have built.
“Rina, baby, I didn’t want to lie to you, but I also didn’t want to throw something else on top of you for you to worry about. You have gone through enough. None of that matters. You don’t need any of that money.”
“How can you say that, Dayton? How are me and Rory supposed to make it? How am I going to take care of her?” My hands on my head, I begin to sob. Why is it that every time I think everything is good, it always falls apart?
“Fucking look at me, Rina.” I look up, shocked at the tone of his voice and the urgency behind it. “What have I been telling you this whole time? You belong to me, baby. I love you, so fucking much it hurts. Everything I have is yours, my Rina. All you have to do is grab it.”
“But...Rory…”
“Is going to be our oldest. We can adopt her if you want or simply just become her guardians. Either way, Rory will also be taken care of. Don’t you know I would do anything to keep you from hurting. To make you smile. To bring you joy. Telling you about your dad would only have hurt you, baby. Given you a different view of the dad that loved you and that you loved very much. I didn’t want that for you. I want to give you the world Rina. Just. Say. Yes.” He finishes that last part on his knees, holding the most beautiful ring I have ever seen in his hand. Tears in my eyes, as my heart begins beating again.
“Are you sure this is not more than you bargained for, Dayton? I have nothing to offer you. Don’t you want more than…than this.” I ask gesturing, opening my arms wide to prove my point, hiccupping as I try to calm down, knowing what he is going to say, elation trying to take over me.
“You do baby. Yourself. Give all of you to me. I try every night to not give you a choice, every time I cum inside of you, sweet girl. Just say the word baby, because there is nothing more than you, Rina. You are it for me. Have been since the first moment I saw you. Nothing else existed after that.” he is no longer on his knees. His hands are on my face, searing my soul in half, stepping right into it. “Say it, Rina. Tell me.” I don’t know if this is crazy or not, but I know what I feel and I love this man, more and more each day.
“Yes, Dayton. I’m yours. Yes, I will marry you.” he picks me up, our mouths fused together for a minute before he puts me back down. Grabbing my hand, he slides the ring on.
“Thank fuck baby. If you would have said no, I was going to tie you to the bed and fuck you until you said yes.” well shit.
“Is it too late for me to say no?” Let’s just say, before Rory got home, he took me to the top over and over again. I am more than excited to see what the future holds. One thing I do know, is that, with Dayton by my side, I can do anything.
Epilogue
Dayton
Four Years Later
“Woman, if you don’t sit your ass down, I am going to spank it.”
“Promise?” she asks, putting her ass in my face. I shake my head, chuckling as I walk across the room to hang the picture she is trying to put up in Pearle's room.
“Move over, baby.”
“Not until you pay the toll.” she says licking her lips. Her eyes drink me in as her chest begins to cave in and out. Always a signal when she horny and needs me to quench it. I lean down, close to her ear and answer her.
“Go get on the bed and show me how much you want it, baby. I will be in, in a moment.” I love how she walks out to do as I say, no questions asked, knowing I am going to take care of her. There is nothing like the feeling of your family's unwavering faith.
Turns out, I knocked her up the first time out. We were both over the moon. We found out on our honeymoon. Turns out, my little vixen is insatiabl
e when she is carrying a life, we created inside of her.
She gave birth for the first time to twin boys. We named them Dayton Jr. and Darius. They are now four years old. Ten months after that we had Pearle who is now three. Not too far behind her were triplets Hope, Faith and Love. She is now pregnant with number seven. We both agreed this one will be our last. It is another boy and we are naming him, Sir.
Rory, who began calling me daddy a year after we adopted her, though we explained everything to her, is wonderful. She loves being a big sister and she is thriving and growing to be a wonderful young lady. I wake up every day and give thanks for the life I have.
Walking into the bedroom, I see she is still waiting for me, on her hands and knees, pussy weepy and glistening from behind, taunting me with the cream. She is always sweeter when she is carrying my seed. I don’t speak as I drop my pants. I don’t need to. We are so in tune to one another, that words are useless. Like now. She is whimpering, her body shaking, her breaths shallow as she feels my body heat cover hers. I drop to my knees, worshipping the Goddess before me. Inhaling her pussy, letting the scent of her run through my veins before my tongue swipes her wetness from the front to the back.