Page 59 of Wanting What's Wrong

“If? Fuck if.When.”I slip my tongue between her lips again, and I feel that deep, primal ache inside me. Her breath. Her flesh. Her fucking body.

She pulls away from the kiss now, though. I can feel the panic in her breath. “What will people say?”

I just shot a man from half a mile away to keep her safe. If she thinks I give a single fuck what anybodythinks, she’s out of her goddamned mind. “The only thing that matters right now is my cum inside you. My marching troops are going to do battle in those little tubes of yours until they find their target then…game on, baby.”

“But Trent….” I hear the fire in her voice, the rebellion. The straight-laced uptightness of thinking too far ahead.

“You want the belt or my hand? Or, I’ll think of something new. Maybe it’s time you learned what a good face fuck is like. All messy and choking until your eyes roll back and I decide when you get to breathe.”

And just like that, her pussy weeps.

Atta fucking girl. True submission, from the inside out. How does she not know how beautiful she is? How could she ever fucking doubt it? “I dreamed of these curves. Every fucking night. Your body is the only thing that kept me sane.”

I feel her cheeks tighten with a smile. I don’t even need to see her now to know the way her eyes must be glimmering.

I slip my hands around her lush breasts, feeling her softness, her shape, the way her nipples tighten as I tease them with my thumbs.

Fuck. I want to rut her like a wild boar. I want to fucking breed her until she’s laying in a puddle of my cum.

But some little part of me still, even now, wants to protect her. Even from myself. So I slow my pace inside her, thinking more of her pleasure than my own.

“Trent,” she whispers as I shift my cock to press into her g-spot.

“What the fuck did you call me?”

She answers with a shivering moan. “Daddy. Sorry, Daddy.”

Such a good girl. “Better.”

Pushing into slowly from underneath, her body arches as I fuck her, her fingertips resting softly on my shoulders. And I know heaven has nothing on what I’m feeling right now.

I keep her close and fuck her hard. Hard.Hard.Letting her feel all my power from underneath, making her tits jiggle and her curves ripple with the force. I drive hard into her once again, finding my rhythm as I feel her body tense, her thighs instinctively opening wider as I thrust into her deeper still.

She inhales and it comes out as a cry, a burst of pleasure that makes her pull my head against her tits. Unashamed and beautiful and fucking greedy.

“That’s right, little girl,” I growl into her flesh. “Come for Daddy. Just like that. Your orgasms are my purpose.”

Her walls grip me tight and it’s all I can do to stop myself from coming right now. But I need this to last. I want this to last. Because today, I committed the ultimate sin for her. And I need her to make me whole again.

As she starts to regain her control, as her orgasm rolls through her body, I keep her positioned on my cock. I look up at her eyes, shimmering in the moonlight.

“Daddy killed for you today, baby. Time to show him you’re grateful.”

It’s not what she’s expecting me to say, but I can tell she likes it. Her pussy says yes and her eyes tease with surprise.

“Fuck me like you mean it, Kitty Kat. Fuck me like I just saved your life.”

Her warm soft body holds me close. All the fear, all the pain, all the worry—it all melts away. It’s just her and me. Warrior and angel. As one.

She takes my hands, pushing me back on the bed, pinning her sweet little feet under her calves to give her a better angle as she takes me deep inside her now.

She shifts her hips just an inch and heaven turns into fucking ecstasy. “OhJesus.”

She kisses me now, and I revel in her taste as my cock fucking screams to release inside her.

“Thank you, Daddy,” she whispers.

I groan as she says the words, and I get lost in the thickening heat of her wetness.

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