Page 16 of Voyage with Dad's Best Friend
I turn her around and lay her flat on her back. I spread her legs open once again, and nearly drool in the sigh of her sopping sex. My ravenous look must thrill her, because she shudders and her eyes brighten, obviously enjoying her power over me. Damn it. I’ll make her mine. I’ll claim this little kitty.
“Tell me again what you want, Elle,” I command. “Do you want me to fuck you? Say it!”
She gasps at my coarse language, but she complies. “Yes, Dan. I want you to use me for pleasure, please.”
“You got it, little girl. I’m gonna take you so hard you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. Let alone teasing me.”
She gasps. “Do it, Dan. Please! Do whatever you want with me. I’m all yours!”
A low guttural sound escapes my throat and I nudge the tip of my thick pole against her little wet seam. The contact alone makes my head swim. Elle lifts her pelvis to get ready for me. Good. My girl knows what I need. My first shallow thrust into her soft walls already sends me to the edge. God! She feels so good. It takes me all my self-control not to spill my seed right there.
Elle winces a bit as I push farther down against the resistance of her gripping walls. “Does it hurt?” I ask.
“No, Dan. I want it deeper.”
My breath hitches at her innocent request. “Be patient, kitty. I promise I’ll give you all I have. I’ll thrust so far up your little pussy and you’ll be screaming. Are you ready for me?”
She coos as she bites her lips. “I am, Dan.”
I can no longer hold my urge. I plunge deep inside her in one slick move, ripping her hymen. She’s mine now.
“Ah!” Elle moans loudly, writhing.
“Does it hurt?” I ask.
“A little. But don’t stop. I love it.”
I plunge again at her command. Holy fuck. It feels great. Her walls stretch for me, gripping my shaft so possessively that I groan to hold back my urge to come.
I need to please my girl first; I tell myself. I will not come until she screams her orgasm, but my control wears away like a frayed rope.
Every fiber of my being strains into the need to ravage her greedy kitty. I clench my teeth as I hold back by sheer will. Elle rewards my effort by her sweet moans and her shimmering eyes.
“I want more,” she whispers.
Fuck. That nearly breaks me. My cock disregards my will, and it plunges deep into her. My balls slap against her thighs and my base grinds on her clit.
She looks astonished. Her mouth opens, and she cries out. Her nails claw across my back as if to let me share her pleasurable pain. I watch the storm in her eyes as I roll my hips, and I listen to her moans. The realization that I own her satisfies me immensely, but I still have to hear her confirmation.
“Tell me you’re mine, Elle,” I growl.
“I’m yours, Dan,” she says between breaths.
I hook my arms under her knees and lift her up. “Wrap those long legs around me, sweetie.”
She does what I say, gripping my back with her slender, yet strong legs. I watch my shaft going in and out of her tight pocket and smell the sweet scent of her fresh womanhood. My brain tells me to be gentle, but my cock is driven by an insatiable desire to ravish her.
I do as I promised her earlier, thrusting all the way to the end of her flooded tunnel, until my glans hit her cervix.
“Oh Dan,” she cries out. “More!”
My greedy girl. Her cry only intensifies my need for her. I want all of her. I reach to cup her perky tit, which fits perfectly under my palm. I bend down to kiss her throat and her collarbone.
She fists her hands in my hair as I kiss her. I rotate my hips, making her gasp with surprise.
“I like it,” she murmurs. “Do it again.”
I do it again and again. I’ll never tire of pleasuring her.
