Page 7 of His Precious Secret

It’s not just his body that’s driving me crazy either. I heard the pain in his voice when he told me what my mom did to him. It’s rare for a man to be that open with his emotions, and telling me was a sign of immediate trust.

I feel good about that. In fact, I don’t know what excites me more, the fact that a man like Rick desires me or the fact that he was willing to share something with me that hurt him. Either way, I’m past falling for him—I’m already on the ground.

“So tell me,” he says softly, tracing the lines of my collar bone. “Why isn’t a beautiful girl doing what all the other girls do these days to make money?”

“What do all the other girls do, Daddy?”

“Oh, you know. Post sexy pictures of themselves online. Instagram. Snapchat. Or just do straight-up porn on Onlyfans.”

His question shocks me. Does he really think I’m that kind of girl? I stop what I’m doing and look up at him, but his eyes betray nothing. I can’t read him, and for a moment, that scares me.

“I would never be able to do something like that.” Rick raises one eyebrow to remind me. “I would never be able to do something like that, Daddy.”

“No?” he asks. “And why’s that?”

“I…I just couldn’t,” I reply. “I’m too shy for that. Besides, I don’t have the body for it.”

“Don’t have the body for it!?” he almost roars. “Yeah, you really have been spending too much time around boys. You’ve got a hot rod body, beautiful. A body only a man should be handling. And I don’t know how to tell you how turned on I am that you’re not just another teenage thot. You’re a classic beauty.”

I’ve been blushing since we met, but my blush deepens as I look into his eyes and let his words of praise sweep over me. He’s right. I’ve never had this kind of attention from a guy before.

How could my mom have done something so wrong to a man like Rick? My heart hurts just knowing her betrayal. I want to do anything I can to ease the pain he must be feeling and show him that not all women are like her. Some of us are capable of commitment.

He presents his hands to me. I see the dirt and the grime on his fingers and immediately understand; he wants me to clean them before he uses them on me. I do, and a sense of unbearable anticipation clutches my chest. What’s he going to do? I have such little experience that the best I can do is imagine it. But as I finish cleaning his right hand, he does something I could never have predicted.

He reaches around behind me, cups my ass, and with two fingers, spreads me open. The pressure causes my back to arch. I almost fall, but he catches me as I let out a long deep moan into his muscled chest, feeling the brush of hair against my cheek. The strength in his grip has me melting. And when he slides a finger inside, I whimper.

“Fucking hell,” he growls, going one-knuckle deep. “I knew you’d be tight, beautiful, but I didn’t expect this. It’s like a vise on my finger. I’m going to have to stretch you just to fit my cock inside.”

His tongue travels hungrily down the side of my neck as he goes deeper. It’s my first time being penetrated, and I wouldn’t want it happening with anybody else.

I moan as he slides another finger in, feeling the stretch. My eyes open, and I look down at his cock, thick and hard, standing out straight from his body, and know for a fact that he won’t be able to fit it inside me. But then again, what do I know? I’m just a virgin.

He’s in total control. I couldn’t get away from him even if I wanted to, but at the same time, I somehow feel like he’s serving me. Worshipping me. Right now, it’s all about my pleasure. I feel like the center of the universe.

“Please…please don’t stop, Daddy.”

Not only does Rick not stop; he ratchets up what he’s doing.

He slides his fingers deeper and starts to fuck me with them, reaching spots I didn’t even know existed. My body twists against him, writhing like a dancer as I get closer and closer to that blissful moment. But just as I feel myself losing total control, there’s a shocking loss as he withdraws his fingers.

I gasp in disbelief, but there’s no time to think. The next thing I know, I’m on my back on a bench in the corner of the shower. I hadn’t even noticed it before.

My stepdad spreads my legs wide open, exposing my sex. I feel a moment of timidity as his eyes focus on my most private of parts, but Rick’s eyes are hooded with lust, and my reticence is immediately washed away.

“That’s a hot little pussy,” he growls as he joins me on the bench and positions his enormous cock at my entrance. “You may be a teenager, beautiful, but I’m going to make a woman out of you.”

Slowly, he slides inside. I gasp, and my head tilts back as I feel the stretch. It’s nothing compared to his two fingers. I’m still doubting whether or not it will be able to fit as he continues pushing his hips forward, filling me to my breaking point.

“Look at it,” he growls, grabbing me by the back of my head and forcing my eyes to the spectacle. “Watch that big cock go inside you, beautiful. Watch as I claim your cherry.”

Oh my God. His dirty talk overwhelms me, increasing the fire inside me like gas thrown onto an open flame.

I watch as his swollen crown vanishes inside me. He pushes deeper, and I feel a pressure—a resistance, and his face twists, almost like he’s in pain, but the growl that follows lets me know what he’s really feeling.

“Christ, you really are a virgin.”

I reach up and grip his bicep as he pushes, and when I feel my body give way to him, I grab him so hard that I’m sure I’m hurting him.

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