Page 36 of Just A Little Love

My dick was hard and leaking when Daddy pulled back to look up at me. I looked a mess with a slight sheen of sweat on my forehead, with my lips already red and raw from my own teeth biting at them. Daddy gently reached up and brushed his thumb across my bottom lip and said, “Bunny, I don’t like it when you hurt yourself. If you need to bite something, bite me.” As he spoke, he pulled my upper body down so he could reachmy mouth. I leaned in and brushed my lips against his before moving back a little. It was sweet and chaste and perfect.

Daddy growled and pulled me back to him again. He brought his lips to mine again and traced the open line of my lips with his tongue. When I parted my lips, his seeking tongue plunged into my mouth. His hold was firm on my body and I felt his thick cock hardening under my ass. I squirmed and ground myself against him. The delicious friction wasn’t enough to get either of us off, but it felt too good to stop. Daddy’s hands kneaded the globes of my ass, but now he slipped my sweats down so his hands were directly on my flesh. Everywhere he touched felt like it singed my skin with paths of fire at his fingertips. One of his hands made their way to my crack, and I felt his finger trace along until he pulsed at the entry of my hole. Daddy tapped my hole with a steady rhythm designed solely to drive me out of my mind with want. His tongue surged into my mouth to the same beat, and my heart pounded in time with it all. I tore my mouth away when it felt like my lungs would explode without oxygen.

“Daddy, I need…” I lost my ability to think when Daddy began trailing kisses down my throat. On his reverse course, he nipped and then soothed away the bite with his tongue. He repeated the pattern until he reached my clavicle again. He sucked on the throbbing pulse point.

“I got you, baby. What do you need?” He was alternating between nips and kisses. My brain couldn’t keep up and had gone completely offline. My cock was getting harder with every passing of Daddy’s mouth, but the tight confines of the diaper forced friction on it that sent sparks straight to my gut. I could feel myself leaking into the diaper and the entire moment wassetting my body on fire and my brain was rapidly losing the ability to think.

“Daaaaady, please.” I know I sounded needy, but the events of the morning left me with the need to confirm I was still his baby bunny. His touch created a fire I didn’t want to put out. I wanted to fan the flames because I wanted to be burned by him.

“What do you need, baby?” He retreated from torturing my ass and now was playing with the tabs on my diaper. Pre-cum was pouring from my dick in a steady stream, and if I wasn’t fucked soon, there was a real possibility I would die. Death by failing to get the dicking down that I desperately wanted was not the epitaph that I wanted on my tombstone.

“I need you, Daddy.” He finally pulled the tabs open and pulled out my dick. His big hand wrapped around my cock and hurt in the best possible way. The pre-cum leaking from the slit was making my dick slippery, and Daddy used it as a lube to ease his hand down my length. He squeezed me at the base and there was no stopping the mewling. “More, more, more.” I was thrusting into his hand and clutching his shoulders. It felt like I was coming apart at the seams, and he’d barely started touching me.

When Daddy took his fist off my dick, I whimpered at the loss of his touch. “Get up, Bunny. I need more room than this chair.” I slid off daddy’s lap and pushed my pants fully off and kicked them in the general direction of the hamper sitting in the corner. He gave me a wicked grin and pushed me softly back toward the bed. “Scooch up, baby.” When I maneuvered myself a little further up the bed, Daddy grabbed my legs to spread them so that my dick jutted obscenely from my body and was at hismouth level. I couldn’t stop myself from thrusting my hips into the air, even though it didn’t do a damn thing to relieve the pressure.

Daddy started that damn nibbling thing again. He started at my knees and made his way up my thighs, alternating between nibbling and kissing and sucking. When he reached the junction of thigh and groin, he sucked the skin into his mouth. My whimpering was getting louder, and I grabbed the blanket to ground myself so I didn’t float off the chair. Daddy’s chuckle sounded far off, but his mouth on me reminded me he was right there.

“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy” I chanted his name. He finally took pity on me and swallowed me down to the root. His mouth sucked me and one of his hands snaked up to tug on my balls. All I could feel was wet heat sucking my brains through my cock and the contrasting sharp tug on my balls. I forced myself to get up on my elbows so I could see him while he worked me over. His cheeks were hollowing out and I could see the sheen of spit and pre-cum smear across his chin. Daddy felt my eyes on him because he raised his gaze to me. There was such fierce determination in them, but I wasn’t sure what it meant. As if by its accord, my hand raised to card through his dark hair while my upper body fell back on the bed. At his hum of approval, I tightened my grip on its silky strands. That earned me a growl, and he sped up his sucking.

I tried hard to keep my hips still, but it felt so good and I wanted everything from Daddy. His hands were on my hips, holding me to the bed while I moaned and whimpered. “Fuck, that feels so good.” His tongue was swirling around my shaft. His lips werestretched obscenely around it, and he’d never looked hotter. Even sucking me off, Daddy had an air of authority and control.

I was his toy.

He pulled the strings.

The urge to move my hips kept increasing and I struggled to keep myself from thrusting hard into his mouth. Daddy pulled off long enough to say, “Baby, fuck my face,” before renewing his efforts to suck me off. With his permission, I let myself go with abandon. His grunted approval was the sign to pump myself harder into his mouth. My fingers grip his hair as I force myself deep down his throat. My balls were tight against my body and I could feel the insistent sparks at the base of my spine beginning to build. Where his hand had tugged on my balls before, he’d migrated to the seam of my ass and ghosted a finger over my tight hole. My pucker pulsed as he pressed against it. He stopped sucking long enough to wet his finger and then replaced it back at my hole. Daddy eased only the top of his finger into me while his mouth returned to my dick. There was a delicious burn in my ass at his intrusion and the ache of my cock in his mouth. I was about to lose all control.

The searing heat of Daddy’s mouth and the teasing of my hole left me a writhing mess on the bed. “Daddy, I can’t last much longer.” My balls were so tight against my body, it was almost painful, but I wanted the agony of it. I wanted to shoot down his throat and leave a piece of me in him. My thrusts became more erratic and forceful. The pressure built and pushed me higher and higher.

Without warning to him, I exploded into Daddy’s mouth. He sealed his lips around my cock as pulse after pulse of cum spurted from my slit. When his mouth on me became overwhelming, Daddy released me and crawled up my body. He slammed his mouth onto mine and shared the cum he still held there. Our tongues twisted and twined around in a filthy dance while Daddy’s cock found friction between our sweat slicked bodies. I gasped for breath as we rutted against each other, and I immediately sought Daddy’s mouth again.

He raised slightly so he could look directly at. “Baby, I need to fuck you.” I widened my eyes and immediately spread my legs.

“Green. Green. Green.” My body was exhausted, but the idea of Daddy fucking me did the impossible. My cock immediately began the superhuman effort of hardening again. Daddy reached over to the nightstand to get some lube and condoms. I wanted to tell him to forget the condoms, but my brain’s need for safety overrode my ass’s need to feel Daddy’s hot cum splash inside me.

Daddy coated his condom covered cock with lube and then drizzled more along my crack. He gently probed one finger back into my hole and the immediate burn began. I felt the momentary resistance from the ring of muscles there, but they yielded quickly. When he crooked his finger to rub against my prostate, I saw stars and the edges of my vision turned black. When Daddy added a second finger and pumped them both in and out of my desperately needy hole, I was ready to sign over my non-existent life savings to feel his cock in me. At my mewling, Daddy's chuckle had an evil edge, and he sped up his hand. The stars danced all around me, and blood thrummed through my veins at the furious pace he set.

“I don’t need a lot of prep. Fuck me.” If he didn’t put his cock in my ass soon, my heart would explode and not in a good way, either.

“Boy, hush. You’ll get what I give you.” Daddy added a third finger and the fiery burn of my ass’ stretch, arched my back. Sweat dripped down my face, and Daddy leaned over to capture my mouth in a kiss that sent sparks shooting through my limbs. My cock was fully hard again and a painful shade of red. I fucked back against his hand and made incoherent noises to beg and plead. “You ready?” Daddy teased my ass and all I could do was strain towards him. My back arched with need and breaths came in harsh pants like I was in the middle of a marathon.

Daddy grabbed my hips and lined up his cock with my hole and gradually thrust forward, pausing whenever I winced, until he was fully nestled against my ass. I felt like he was going to split me in two, and my erection flagged. His hands roamed up my chest and tweaked my nipples until they could cut glass again. He moved his hands back down until they were on my aching cock and tight balls. He jacked me slowly and the ability to think left my body. All I could do was float on a sea of want. What I wanted was for Daddy to not leave me. I didn’t want it to be temporary. I wanted this feeling of love and support and desire to stay for a while.

Maybe even stay forever.

When Daddy moved, gentle at first and then with more force, it was a revelation. His cock nailed my prostate with each pass. With luck, his grip on my thighs would leave fingerprint bruises for me to remember this moment. I wanted proof to remindme how it felt to be owned, body and soul. Despite cumming before, my cock was hard again. I never wanted the fullness of Daddy taking complete control of me to stop. My groans and moans fueled his own, and I heard his distant growls. Daddy's strokes became more erratic as he came closer to finding his own release. He removed my legs from around his waist and put them on his shoulders. He tightened his grip and full on railed me. His hips pistoned in an obscene dance that I never wanted to end.

“Baby, I need you to come again.” With his words, Daddy jacked my cock. The lube on his fingers helped, but there was a bite of friction that made it so much better. With a final push, Daddy found his release and exploded inside the condom. With a few more strokes of his hand, I came again with him. My entire body shuddered with the force of my orgasm, although I could only muster a rivulet of cum from my dick.

After lowering my legs, Daddy collapsed on me with heavy pants heaving his chest. He was covered in sweat and I couldn’t explain it, but, damn, I loved the pheromones he was throwing off. Daddy nuzzled and mouthed at my neck, with the added bonus of his scruffy checks rubbing against my skin. I couldn’t possibly go again, but that didn’t stop the flood of heat through my body from his touch. We couldn’t, but I’d happily stay here all day with him.

His weight grounded me in ways I’d never experienced before. The sex was amazing? Stupendous? Mind-bendingly wonderful? Insert the adjective that means the best I’ve ever had. It felt bigger than good sex. If my brain worked, I'd offer the eloquentwords to describe how it felt to be with Daddy as his boy, but my two working brain cells weren’t talking to each other yet.

I couldn’t resist leaving a trail of kisses across his salty skin. “Yum. You taste good, Daddy.” I winked at him, but made no move to get off the bed or move from underneath him. I was boneless. Daddy leaned down and brushed his lips against mine, again and again. After he passed over a few times, he settled his mouth on me. Daddy’s tongue traced along the seam of my lips, and I opened for him. He swept inside my mouth and took complete control. He smiled against my mouth when a soft sigh escaped me. I could kiss this man until the end of time. It was the best combination of demanding and sweet. I was here for it.

“I wish I could lie here all day with you.”

“Me too, Bunny, but aren’t we meeting Anders for brunch? Those tacos won’t eat themselves.” Daddy swatted my ass after he pushed himself up to move away from me. “We need to hop in the shower.”

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