by Dani Wyatt
Watching the bliss flood over her face is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
When she starts to come down, I slip my finger out and bring it to her lips. I see disappointment in her eyes, and it’s clear she doesn’t realize I’m far from done with her. But she will learn to recognize this part of me, the part that needs her to know who she belongs to now.
“Open. Taste yourself for me.”
Her lips open easily, drawing my drenched digits inside, making my cock jerk in my pants at the warm sensation.
“Good girl. You know, this pussy belongs to me now. You belong to me now. I know it’s crazy, I know it’s fast, but I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. You. Are. Mine.”
She sucks harder as I say the words, and I drop my free hand to her legs, gliding up her soft flesh and pulling her underwear down her legs.
Drawing her knees together, allowing the fabric to move downward, she pulls her foot out of one side, then the other, and I toss them away.
Then I withdraw my fingers from her mouth and reach down, grabbing the hem of my shirt and tugging it over my head.
“I’m going to show you so many ways to thank me, Sprite. I hope you are ready.”
Chapter Five
Betty
“OFF.” ROAN’S DEEP words warn me not to hesitate this time.
He’s pulled me up from the sofa, nodding toward my clothes as he steps back and watches.
“Take them all off. Slowly. Unwrap my gift for me.” His eyes darken, and the muscles in his chest flex.
He’s magnificent, sculpted from some earlier primal time when men were unapologetic about being men. It’s impossible to deny him, so I do as he says, slowly removing my shirt, my bra, then my skirt and soaked panties, before kicking off my less than sexy black loafers.
“Now bend over the couch,” he orders and my stomach flips, but I move to follow his instructions.
Stepping forward, I reach out my hands toward the back of the sofa, but as I wiggle trying to get my sexy on, I lose my balance for no reason and stumble, crashing into the soft cushions of the seat. My hands go too wide, unable to stop the fall as I plant my face into the heavily padded sofa, falling forward with my head down and my ass up.
I can hear him chuckling behind me, and my face goes red. “How embarrassing,” I mutter, then shiver as I feel his fingers lightly dance over my bared ass.
“No,” he says. “Beautiful. And perfect. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” I answer, surprised that I am fine. I’m not that embarrassed around him, and it’s just another strange nuance of this connection I feel. “Welcome to my world.”
Roan presses a hand into my lower back as his other pulls my legs apart. “Get comfortable.” He leans down, kissing his way down my spine as his two hands grab my warm, stinging ass cheeks and pull them apart.
As I move into a more comfortable position with my head no longer buried in the seat, his tongue traces downward, and I gasp as he glances it over my asshole, tensing as I pull myself away from the foreign touch.
“Don’t do that. Don’t pull yourself from me. Did you not understand what I said before? This...” A smack comes down on my ass, making me yelp, then one on the other side and I gasp for air. “Mine. All mine.”
I open my mouth to say something, I’m not even sure what, but my voice is stolen as he pulls me apart and his mouth is on my drenched sex. The frenzy that was overtaking my mind quiets as I moan and arch my back, pushing myself into the amazing sensation of his tongue as it laps at me from behind.
The way his mouth is attacking me is ferocious. I’m completely at his mercy.
If I ever thought I wanted a man to talk to me the way he has before today, I’d have said I was crazy. But there’s something about him, the primal animal is somehow comforting to me. I feel like I already belong to him, and there’s a fog of lust clouding my decisions.
The movements of his mouth are telling me things. Not just about his desire. About him. About us. It feels like there is not just lust going on here, there is care, love, and a pure raw honesty about his every word. His every move, and I don’t want this to ever stop.
He groans into my pussy, the vibrations of his sounds spinning my building climax to a vortex. His tongue invades my opening, pushing in and out, then his mouth is everywhere.
Teeth are nipping into the already flaming flesh of my ass cheeks, then he’s back on my sex, relentless. His tongue changes directions, spinning, then flicking, then slowly loving me until I’m half crazed.
I gasp and wriggle back onto his mouth, and I feel his teeth on my hard nub, then his fingers there, and his tongue is fucking me deeper and deeper until I’m coming undone.
It’s more than just the physical sensations. Roan makes me feel protected. Beautiful. Safe. Like he’s in this for the long haul. And maybe that’s just my own wishful thinking, but his possessive way has me melting and already addicted to whatever this is between us.
Tightness gathers in my center, swirling along with his tongue until I can’t hold it back.
I grip the back of the sofa, trying to hold on as the orgasm rages through me. I feel myself shatter into a million pieces as Roan’s tongue and fingers own my pussy
I’m screaming his name and making noises I didn’t think were possible. By the time I start to come down I’m a shivering mess.
“God.” I heave on a shaking breath as Roan’s tongue slows and laps at me, the sound of wetness filling the air.
One strong hand reaches up and grips my tit from underneath, making me wince.
“You know this is just the beginning. I’ll never get enough of you.”
“I want that. I want that too. No one has ever made me feel like this.”
“Good. You saved yourself for me.”
“It’s hard to breathe. I swear I think I blacked out for a second.”
“Wait until I get my cock inside you. It’s going to get better from here. This is just the beginning. I hope you understand that.”
“I can’t imagine it getting better.” I twist my head around to see that dark intensity in his eyes as he rises behind me.
My legs are trembling as I shift around and pull myself up onto the sofa, facing him.
“It will be better. Every day will be better if I have my way. This is no joke for me, Betty. When it’s time, I will take you. I will try to be gentle, but it will hurt. There’s no getting around that.” He reaches down and strokes my cheek, sending a ripple of desire through me.
“I’ll be okay. I want you. I’ve never felt that before.” I reach my hand up and run it down the hard muscle of his chest.
“Good. No one else will ever have you. Once you are mine, you are mine forever. You saved your cherry for me, and once I’m inside you, I’m going to fill you with my seed. Are you on the pill? Anything that will keep me from making you mine in every way? I need to know, Betty. I’ve been half-crazed since the first time I saw you. Thinking about it. Thinking about coating your womb with my cum. I know it sounds crazy, but right now, I don’t care. I need you to know what I’m thinking. I need us to be completely honest with each other.”
“I just hope I can make you feel as good as you made me feel.” I meet his eyes, letting him know I’m serious too, then shake my head. “No, I’m not on the pill.”
“Good girl. And trust me, you will. You do. You already have. Your pleasure is my pleasure. It will be my job to give you more than I ever take from you.”
Sitting here naked with a man who, until earlier today, I only knew at arm’s length, now talking like we are planning the rest of our lives, is surreal. But at the same time, it feels so right.
So right, I want to do something I’ve never done.
I want to show him how much I want him to feel good too.
“I want to give, too, you know.” I wiggle forward and off the edge of the sofa, falling to my knees and looking up into his bearded face. I swallow hard and gather my courage, my hands re
aching for his belt.
“God, you are more than I could have dreamed. Are you sure?”
I nod, my pussy answering for me as a rush of lubrication drips down my inner thigh. I work the buckle open and struggle with the button. His massive erection puts pressure upward, making it tight, but I slip it through the fabric and drag down the zipper.
“Your sweet little mouth wants to feel that big cock, huh? You want me to fuck those innocent lips and feel it choke you, showing you your purpose? Taking care of my cock. That’s going to be your job from now on.”
“I’ll do a good job, I promise.” I flutter my eyelashes as I yank down his jeans.
The muscles in his thighs tense as I do and his cock springs forward unimpeded by any underwear.
The hard length is bigger than I could have imagined. Thick. The head so swollen it’s nearly purple with flawless skin stretched impossibly tight.
There’s a vein as big as my little finger that winds up the underside, and I reach out and trace my tongue along the silky trail it makes, listening to him groan as I do.
“Impressive,” I say, looking up to see his turquoise eyes on me. “I’ve never done this. I want to do it right...for you.”
“You’re already doing everything right, princess.” His thick words rumble from him, and the sight of his cock has me wondering how it will ever fit inside me when the time comes. “Right now, show me how you feel with your mouth. Worship that cock with your kisses, your tongue. Language is not always verbal. Your touch tells me so much.”
It’s odd how sweet and sensitive he is. Such a growly mountain man in so many ways, yet in other ways he’s surprising, making me feel that much safer and cared for while I’m around him.
His massive hands come to the sides of my head, guiding my face forward as I wrap my fingers around the base of his erection and point it toward my lips.
“Open your mouth and suck that cock like it’s our last day on earth. Show me how you feel.” He growls as I open, and he slips the head between my lips.
I taste the salty sweetness of the drop there as it spreads over my tongue, and my mouth feels so small stretched around his girth. When he thrusts forward, even an inch, he’s already at the back of my throat.
His hands grip the sides of my head, holding me tight as he pushes in and out of my mouth. I hold my lips firm but not too tight, letting my saliva lubricate his shaft.
“Fuck, baby. Promise me you’ve never done this before.” His words are hard and harsh as he pulls his cock from my mouth, making me gasp.
I draw a grateful breath, then cough out the words. “I never have. I never touched a man before you. Before today.”
“Good. Your mouth is already magic. I needed to be sure. Now get back to sucking me off. Hands behind your back.”
I do as he asks, squeezing my inner muscles as I take him between my lips and he starts fucking my mouth again, his hands controlling my head.
Before I know it, spit is dripping down my chin. I do my best to open my throat and take him as deep as possible, and as he drives forward, holding himself there, my eyes begin to water, and I do what I can to hold back the gag that threatens to choke me.
“Swallow. Use your throat. Swallow around my cock.”
I draw some air through my nose and follow his order, feeling the thick head inch down my throat as I do.
“Fuck, yes. Such a perfect pixie for me. You like me using your mouth for my pleasure, don’t you, little girl? Making me feel so good.”
I try to answer with my eyes as Roan pulls out and I gasp for breath. A second later he’s thrusting in and out, and I’m working my tongue on the underside of his rock hard length, sucking with everything I’ve got.
“So good.” He rumbles from above. “Play with your clit.” He orders, and I’m so turned on already I know it won’t take much to make me cum. “Play with my balls with your other hand. Soft, gentle, while I fuck your throat.”
Shivers run over my skin and goosebumps gather at his harsh and filthy words. I press two fingers to my clit and start to run them in circles as his cock owns my mouth.
A moment later, I feel his cock harden more, the head swelling in my mouth and cutting off my air.
“Fuck yes, baby. God damn, you’re going to swallow every drop, you understand? My cum belongs to you now. Only to you.”
I work my fingers in a fury, so close to my own release as I cup the two soft orbs of Roan’s balls and think of the cum that is held there.
When the first hot jets of his cum hit my throat, my own orgasm explodes. I gush into my own hand as Roan’s cock fills my mouth with his sticky release. I swallow, the flavor pleasant and erotic as the base of his cock twitch, his balls draw up in my hand and we cum together in heaves and moans.
Roan’s release is dripping from the corners of my mouth, and when he finally withdraws, I look up, taking my fingers and scooping the errant cream back between my lips.
“God, you are going to be the death of me. You do things like that...Jesus, my heart skips a beat.”
“You said swallow every drop.” I smile and lick my bottom lip, crinkling my nose. “I aim to please.”
Chapter Six
Roan
BEFORE TONIGHT, I WAS sure I was in love with Betty. I had no fucking idea what love was until now.
Until I felt her body tremble.
Saw the way she looked up at me.
On her knees. With my cock in her mouth.
Sex with Betty is so much more. A bonding. And when it’s time, very soon, her body will take my cock inside, and my seed will find its way to root, and there will be no before. There will be only us, looking forward, forever.
I. Am. In. Love.
And it scares the shit out of me.
I won’t ever fail her. I will keep her safe at all costs. She is my precious treasure, and every day I will show her what that means.
Leaning forward, I kiss the back of her neck and listen to her sigh softly in her sleep. After she sucked my cock, all I wanted to do was lay with her. To pull her close to me and let her drift off to sleep with me as her guardian. I asked her more about her and her life, and she answered softly until her breathing slowed, and no more answers came.
Her mother is dead, and her father left when she was little. As I already knew, she lives with her older brother, but whenever I pressed her for more about him and what he does for a living, or anything else, she gave me generic, non-specific answers. I’m leaving that alone for the moment, as there are more pressing issues, but something has me feeling off about him, and I intend to be sure I get the full story in the right time.
She has to be home early tomorrow she said to go with him to some medical appointment. The little she told me, he has some medical issues and she likes to go with him. As much as I want to keep her here and fuck her until the world disappears, her family is my family, and I will only ever be her support.
Besides, I have plans I want to put in place while she’s tending to her brother tomorrow. Now that I’ve got her, I want everything to be perfect, and I want her to be safe from all the harm the world might do. And that means I’ll have things to take care of before I pick her back up.
Her soft ass is against my raging hard cock, and I reach down and open her ass cheeks and let them cradle my dick for comfort. She wiggles back into me, and I rock my hips and slip up and down, cupping the weight of one of her tits in my hand as I jack myself off against her.
She doesn’t wake when I lower my hand from her breast and slip my middle finger to touch her clit. A soft sleepy moan drifts out of her, and I bring her to a dreamy orgasm as I cum on her back with a grunt, imagining what it will finally be like to be inside of her.
Controlling myself has been an exercise in discipline. She tempted me, taunted me, and she understands the control she has over me.
But when we come together completely, I want all the pieces in place. I’ve seen her in my dreams, and I want our first time to be perfect. Today we tast
ed the lust that has grown between us. When I fuck her for the first time, it will be special.
For us both.
I’m never letting her go.
The last I look at the clock, it is three AM. I bury my face in her hair and draw deep.
As I drift off to sleep with my girl in my arms, my thoughts are of what will come. All the joy, the challenges, and the life we will have together.
Because I will settle for nothing less.
When the sun is up, I can’t wait any longer. I roll her over and wake her with my tongue. When the first orgasm hits her, she’s just coming out of the deep sleep, and her droopy eyes sparkle and find my face as I come up from drinking in her precious nectar.
“GOOD MORNING,” I GRIT out, my hard-on in full view and dripping.
“I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming.”
I swipe my hand down my beard, feeling the wetness there, and her scent perfumes the room, driving me wild.
“Me too. This is better than the best dream I’ve ever had.”
She lets her knees fall open, displaying her drenched hot pussy, and I drop my eyes to admire her.
“I’ve dreamed about you.” Her cheeks rise pink, and she bites into her bottom lip.
“Have you? What did you dream, my Sprite?”
“All sorts of things. Regular things, like going to the park...” She grins. “But mostly other things.” She crinkles her nose and runs her tongue along her lower lip. “Like these kinds of things...and more.”
“I’m going to make all your dreams come true. And mine. Because you are all I’ve dreamed about since the first day I saw you. I knew you would be mine. You’ve been on my mind constantly.”
“It’s so odd, isn’t it? We were both thinking the same thing, dreaming about each other, and neither of us knew.”
“I want you to never stop thinking about me. Dreaming about me. Because I can’t stop. I’ll never stop.”
“I need to get going soon though. My brother’s appointment...”