Deep Wood - Margot Scott Page 0,27
my entire body revving like a juiced-up engine. He lifts my legs to rest them on his shoulders and thrusts deep. I moan.
“Play with your pussy,” he rasps. “Show me how you make yourself come.”
My eyes widen. He can’t seriously be asking me to do that in front of him...
“No more secrets, little girl,” he growls. “Eventually Daddy’s gonna see everything. This is just the start.”
I take a fortifying breath and inch my hand downward. Silas spreads my knees. His gaze is locked on my pussy, on my shaky fingers circling my clit.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Norah. I want you to make yourself come just like this.”
Panic pokes me like a safety pin that’s been left inside a new dress. “But...what if I can’t do it while you’re watching?”
“If you want Daddy’s cum, you have to give him yours.” He glides most of the way out of me and then thrusts back in. “I know you can do it, baby. There’s no need to hide from me anymore.”
I do my best to concentrate on how good it feels to have his cock inside me, how hot he looks standing over me, hair damp from the bath and muscles bulging. I’ve never been this open, this honest, this completely myself in front of anyone. But I want to be this way for Silas. He knows the worst of what I’ve done, and he still loves me. There’s nothing left to be afraid of.
“Fuck me hard,” I tell him. “I need you to fuck me harder.”
“Whatever you need, baby.” He pounds into me with greater force, as I rub small circles over my clit. It feels so good, so right, so perfect. Pleasure stacking like a deck of cards.
This is what you do to me, Daddy. This is how badly I want you.
I can tell he’s working hard to hold back his own orgasm by how veiny his arms are. He looks feral, like an animal in heat. My Daddy is the most handsome, rugged man I’ve ever met. Wild, yet controlled. And now he’s got me on my back, exactly where he wants me. He’s taken such good care of me this past week.
The least that I can do is what I’m told.
I rub my clit faster and harder, until I feel the pleasure surge. The hunger in Silas’s eyes goads me on, coupled with his words. “That’s it, baby. Let Daddy see you come...”
My pussy throbs as I come around Silas’s fat cock. I can practically feel his gaze on my face, sense it roving over my body, taking it all in. He growls as he slams into me, finally letting himself finish. Wet heat fills and then leaks from me, trickling down my ass onto the comforter. Silas must’ve been holding back longer than I thought.
“Watching you touch yourself was beautiful, Norah.” He drops onto his elbows to kiss me. “Thank you for letting me watch. I know how hard that was for you.”
“It was.” I smile. “I’m glad I did it, though.”
Silas strokes my cheek, then kisses me one last time before pulling out of my pussy. He turns down the covers and tucks me into bed, then slides in beside me.
I nestle into the crook of his arm. “How long do we have to stay here?”
“The sheriff said they’d only need the cabin for a few days.” He pauses. “I still plan to give it back to you, you know.”
I shift so that I’m lying on top of him with my chin resting on my arm.
“Maybe you should keep it.”
He eyes me curiously. “You don’t want it?”
“No, I do. But...maybe we can share it.”
A smile pulls at his lips. “The easiest way to do that would be if we were married. Then what’s mine would automatically be yours.”
I know it’s fast. I know it’s crazy. But I can’t suppress the excitement I feel at the thought of being Silas’s wife. “That might be nice.”
He kisses the back of my hand. “You wouldn’t want to give it some time? See if what works out here actually works in the real world?”
“Our world is real, Silas. And anyway, I don’t want to live in a world without you in it.”
He folds me in his arms. I sigh contentedly as he rubs my back, soaking in his warmth.
“If you want to stay on the mountain, we’ll move into the cabin,” he says. “If you want to live somewhere else and keep the cabin as a second home, that’s fine too.