see her wet, little hole and I smack her there, too, roughly, turning her thighs to two trembling columns. “Daddy, I need Daddy.”
Fuck. I can’t wait any longer.
Not when she’s wet, whining and shaking for me.
God forbid she comes without me inside her when I’ve been waiting, waiting, starving myself sick for her tight cunt. I’ll punch the windows out of this fucking limousine.
Determined not to let that happen, I kneel directly behind her and yank my zipper down, my breath ripping in and out of my lungs. Vaguely, I hear the trunk opening and bags being loaded inside, but I see only her. Feel only my raging hunger. “And what does Daddy get for buying you lots of pretty things, angel?”
My question wracks her in a shudder, her hands reaching up and back to wrench the shredded underwear down her thighs, baring everything. Offering all that delicious pink for the taking. Mine. “You get m-me,” she whimpers, her hands dropping back down to brace on the floor. “Please. Please.”
I’m out of control. It’s left me entirely. I’m a beast with release in my grasp and I can do nothing but curve myself over her gorgeous body and guide my engorged dick to that tiny hole, working it inside and trying not to ejaculate at the soft, ripe feel of her. “Jesus Christ, it’s so wet for me,” I pant, planting my inches into her flexing pussy. Canting my hips forward and sliding, sliding deep until I’m completely buried inside of her. “Oh. Fuck.”
She clenches around me, fingertips burying in the carpet. “God oh God.”
I press my mouth to her ear, rear back with my hips and slam into her. Hard. “New panties and shoes and dresses. You like the way I spoil your hot, young pussy?”
Her breath catches, her flesh squeezing around mine. “Yes.”
“Good. Now listen to me.” I wrestle her hair into my fist, my hips slapping up against her taut butt cheeks. “I’ll let people watch once in a while if it makes your pretty little cunt wet, but I will never fucking share you. Ever. Is that understood?”
“I don’t w-want to be shared, Jack,” she gasps, pushing back to meet my drives eagerly. “I only want you.”
“That’s good, because I’m all you’re going to get, Maisy,” I growl, powering into her without restraint, my neglected cock cramming in and out of her perfection, lust building, building so rapidly, I know I won’t last long now. She’s too tight and the pressure in my cock and balls is too immense. “And you’re going to get me so often and so nasty, I’ll have to hire someone to follow us around and clean up the fucking mess.”
That moan, that sound I crave more than any other sound, fills the limousine, the husky feminine notes hurrying up the pace of my thrusts, catapulting me into a frenzy of mating. I’m devoid of any restraint, I’m owned by hunger, my hands holding her hips in a bruising grip, yanking her back, back, back onto my impaling cock, a vise tightening around my balls with every smacking entry of her pussy.
I could have come the second I was inside her—but I realize in that moment what’s forcing me to hold back. That sacred trust in her eyes is what I’m craving…my heart is begging for it. So insistently that I manage to pull out with a wince and flip Maisy over onto her back. Rutting my dick back into her immediately and holding, holding deep while I look her in the eye.
“I’ll never break another promise to you again,” I vow, taking her gasping mouth in a kiss, unable to give us air until she’s writhing underneath me, her restless thighs wrapped around my hips. “Tell me you believe me.”
“I do. I believe you.”
I yank up her shirt, leaving it bunched beneath her neck. Then I drag the flat of my hand down between us, through the valley between her beautifully bare tits, then back up to cradle the side of her face. “Tell me you trust me to take care of you. This heart. This body.”
“I know you will,” she breathes.
I bear down harder, fucking her brutally now, her words of faith in me like an aphrodisiac, a shot of adrenaline to my soul, my hunger. “You want my come in that tight little gash, baby? Or do you want to punish me longer for being a man?” I lean down and press my mouth to her ear. “A saint