Page 21 of Tilly's Tutus
“Shh, little dancer. I won’t do that to you. Mainly because I don’t want you to hurt me, but also because you’ve been a good girl and followed instructions.”
With that, he licked her midline again. Tilly moaned and shivered at the feel of his warm, rough tongue stroke over her pussy. She had to fight to keep her arms pressed to the bed so they would not reach for him.
She cried out when Carter slipped two fingers into her pussy and began fingerfucking her as he licked at her juices.
“So good,” he murmured.
With that, he shifted his attention to her clit. He licked and nibbled at the knot of flesh, driving her higher and higher. Then he shifted his fingers and stroked them over a spot that had her screaming as her orgasm rolled over her like a tsunami, pulling her out of her body and into a white fog of happy.
It took a few minutes to return to reality, but when she did, it was to feel Carter crawl up the mattress over her. She widened her thighs even further to make room for his hips to settle between them. A moment later, she moaned a long, low sound as he fit his cockhead into her pussy opening and slid deep.
He moved slow but steady, filling her completely before going still. He held his upper body up on his arms, looking down at her with the most intense expression she’d ever seen a man wearing.
“Papa?” she whispered as she lifted a hand and stroked it over the side of his face.
He took a deep breath and released it in a controlled manner. “You okay, dancer? I’m not hurting you or anything?”
“I’m fine, Papa. But if you don’t start moving and really soon, I’m going to hurt you,” she said with a giggle that changed into a gasp when he pulled back and then pushed deep again.
He was in heaven and he wondered if he could convince Tilly to take the day off and spend it here. With him. In just this position.
Then he thought about it and knew that if they did not show at the convention center, her sisters would track them down. And Lottie seemed like the kind of woman who would hurt himwithout a second thought if she thought he was causing her sister any kind of discomfort.
Pulling back until only the head of his cock remained with Tilly’s warm, slick walls, he pushed home again. It only took a few strokes before he was gritting his teeth to hold back his release.
Determined to drive her over the edge first, he shifted his weight to his left arm and used his right hand to slide between their bodies. He stroked a fingertip over her clit before bracketing it between two fingers and squeezing it as he picked up the pace, fucking her faster and harder.
He continued looking deep into her eyes, watching her as she came undone. Her eyes went wide as she called out, “Papa!” and fell over the edge into the depths of her orgasm.
With that, he moved even faster and quickly followed her, roaring as his cum pulsed into her sweet pussy. It was only then that he realized, for the first time in his adult life, he’d forgotten to glove up.
When his brain reconnected with his body, he pulled out and fell to his side next to his sweet woman.
“I’m sorry,” he said as he brushed a kiss on her temple.
“Sorry? For what?” Her head flopped so she was looking at him.
He felt like a teenager again as he dropped a kiss on the top of her shoulder. “For the first time since high school, I forgot to put on a condom.”
He waited for his words to sink in before he added, “I’m clean. I get tested every six months because of my job.”
Tilly stared at him for a moment before she nodded. He must have stunned her because she did not freak out about his announcement.
“I’m clean, too. I got tested after my last boyfriend because he cheated on me and I wanted to make sure he didn’t give me any cooties.”
“If something… happens, I want you to tell me immediately and we’ll deal with it together.”
“Nothing will happen,” Tilly responded, sounding certain. “I have an implant to help regulate my periods and help with cramps and stuff.”
“Oh. Okay. Good girl for being safe and taking care of your health like that,” Carter said before leaning in and kissing her gently.
Before they could start anything else, Carter’s phone rang out with the first alarm.
“Timed that pretty well,” Tilly said with a giggle.
“We sure did,” Carter agreed.
Rolling out of bed, he picked her up and carried her bridal-style into the bathroom. He did not stop until they were just outside the shower. After the water got warm, he quickly cleaned them both up before turning off the shower and reaching for towels.
