Page 26 of Valentine's Day Daddy

I gently push her back and she shudders as I slide my hands up her thighs, slipping them beneath her dress and push it up around her waist. I love the soft and silky feel of her stockings but it's the smooth skin of her upper thighs that gets my cock even stiffer. Gripping her panties, I gently slide them down her legs and toss them onto the pile of broken dishes. Ashton spread her legs as I step forward and slide the head of my dick along her wet, glistening slit. She bites her bottom lip again as she looks up at me.

“Put it in me, daddy,” she says, her voice low and husky. “Fuck me, daddy. I need you inside of me. Fuck me, please.”

Never one to need a second invitation, I drive my cock into her. Ashton’s eyes widen and she grimaces as I bury my staff into her, stretching her open. She’s still getting used to having sex and having a cock so thick and long inside of her so I give her a minute to adjust. She closes her eyes and swallows hard and I feel her body start to relax. She opens her eyes and looks at me again, that sultry smile crossing her lips once again.

I slowly start to roll my hips, moving inside of her gently at first. Ashton lays back on the table and wraps her legs around my waist, locking her ankles behind my back as I start to pump my cock into her with more force. I lean down, bracing myself on my hands, and look into her eyes as I pick up the pace. Ashton bites her bottom lip, her eyes rolling back as I fuck her. Leaning down, I pull the top of her dress down, baring her full, round tits.

My lust making me lightheaded, I watch them bounce in time with my thrusting for a moment before I take one of her hard nipples into my mouth. I lick and suck on it, gripping and kneading the other with my free hand. She lets out a sharp yelp as I give her nipple a firm bite then gasps and moans. I watch the goosebumps breaking out across her bare, soft skin.

“Harder, daddy. Fuck me harder,” she groans.

I oblige her and start driving myself into her, slamming my cock into her tight, wet cunt. Our bodies sway with the rhythm of the ocean, gently rolling up and down the small waves, the motion augmenting the way she writhes beneath me, seeming to urge me on. I lean down and kiss her, dashing my tongue against hers and savor the warmth of her breath.

“You feel so good, daddy. Give it to me harder,” she cries.

The slapping of our bodies blends with our breathy moans, echoing out across the ocean. In the distance, I hear the sound of a ship's foghorn, its long, forlorn note adding to the erotic melody we’re making. I quickly pull my cock out of her and drop to my knees, plunging my tongue deep into her sex. She shudders and cries out as I lick and lap at her sweet flower, as I nip at her bud, then slide my tongue as deep into her as I can. I relish the taste and scent of her sex, the feel of it against my mouth making me impossibly hard.

As I keep lapping at her sex wildly, I tease her puckered asshole with my finger, slipping it in up to the first knuckle. Ashton squeals and wiggles as I slide my finger in deeper. Moving my finger and tongue in unison, I fill up both sides, drawing the longest, loudest groan of pleasure I’ve ever heard from her.

“Jesus, Ezra. That feels so fucking good,” she cries, her voice thick with desire.

Another nip of her bud combined with a thrust deep into her ass is all it takes to push her over the edge. A high-pitched keening wail bursts from her mouth as she comes for me. I cover her slit with my mouth, licking her faster and savor the taste and feel of her orgasm. She grips my hair and pulls it hard, the sharp pain of it only adding to the desire I feel for her. And when Ashton’s orgasm ebbs, I stand back up and drive my cock into her again.

She gasps and her mouth falls open but this time, I don’t give her time to adjust to having me so deep inside of her. I pierce her sex and start to thrust, the feel of her body wrapped around me fueling the fires burning out of control within me. She bucks and writhes beneath me, her tits bouncing, her face etched with passion as I fuck her. Her green eyes sparkle back at me and I reach up, wrapping my hand around her throat and squeeze as I keep pounding away at her.

“Yes, daddy. Yes. God, yes,” she croaks.

Her face is red and her eyes wide, but when I loosen my hold on her throat to allow her to catch her breath, Ashton puts her hand over mine and shakes her head.

“Harder,” she gasps.

My cock throbs inside of her as I squeeze her throat, choking her. Ashton grips my forearm with both of her hands as I drive myself into her. Having my hand around her throat like I have is something new for me. But it makes me feel as if Ashton is giving herself over to me completely. Is literally submitting to me totally. It only gets me hotter. Harder.

It reinforces the idea that this is the piece that’s been missing from my puzzle because I can feel Ashton lowering all of her defenses willingly, letting me know that she feels safe with me. That she trusts me without reservation. And I realize now that this is what I need. I didn’t know before, but I need somebody to show me they feel safe with me. That they trust me completely. I understand now that I need to take care of somebody. Ashton is giving me all of that and more.

“Come for me, daddy,” she gasps. “I need to feel you come inside of me.”

Gritting my teeth, I keep slamming my staff into her. Ashton’s breathy gasps and passionate moans fill my ears, fueling my arousal. Knowing I’ve passed the point of no return, I drive myself into her one last time and hold my cock as deep inside of her as I can. She gasps and a moment later, I feel my cock twitch and then pulse.

“Yes, daddy,” she groans.

My dick throbs and I explode. As my thick, warm cum spurts into her sex, Ashton's body tenses and then begins to shake as she orgasms again. Together, we ride out the waves of our bliss as I empty every last drop of my seed into her. Ashton sits up and wraps her body around mine and I hold her. Her skin is warm and dewy, her breath ragged and her heart beating hard enough that I can feel it.

“Tonight has been amazing, Ezra,” she says. “It’s been absolutely perfect.”

“The company has been the best part, in my opinion.”

She looks up at me with a smile. “I would have never suspected beneath this hard, cynical, captain of industry exterior of yours, beats the heart and soul of a romantic.”

“Very few people have ever seen it,” I reply. “Actually, I think maybe you’re the only one who’s seen it.”

“It’s sad that nobody else has inspired you to let this side of your personality out,” she says. “But then, like you told me, I’m glad I’m the one who helped you let it out.”

We sway with the rhythm of the ocean and cling to one another. I look down at Ashton and smile. After thirty-nine years on this planet, I feel like I’ve finally found my missing piece.

13

Itwirl around, the wide skirt of yet another dress Ezra bought for me flaring out around me. He laughs but his eyes glitter in the dim light of the lounge. I see the combination of desire and something like love in his eyes as he looks at me. I smooth my skirt and slide into the booth across from Ezra, offering him a warm smile. He takes my hand and places a gentle kiss on it.

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