I step back a few inches. “Take off your nightgown. Do it slowly.”
Her trembling fingers dance at the hem before raising it slowly up her creamy thighs. Her skin is like alabaster, in such stark contrast to her to her dark eyes and hair. I can’t wait to see if she followed my orders and made sure she is clean and bare for me.
Her hands gather the fabric into fists. My eyes sting with passion as I get my first glimpse of the pure white ruffled panties. I want to lean down and chew them off her sweet cunt. As she raises the gown up over her head, the pink fabric tousles her hair, throwing it into a mess of rainbow colors and dark, dark depths.
“Throw it on the floor.”
I want a mess around us when we are done, and that idea surprises me. I’ve never thrown clothes on the floor before. I’m usually such a neat and tidy person. But right now, I want to ruin everything around us. I want to ruin her.
The sight of Lexi sitting on the edge of my bed, her legs dangling down, wearing nothing but the sweet little panties is something I will never forget. This moment is burned into my mind forever.
“I’m scared.” She mutters, lowering her chin. For a moment, I wonder if she’s playing, toying with me, pushing her luck and my buttons, but there is the ring of truth in the tone of her voice, and I can barely contain myself.
I brush the backs of my fingers up the milky white skin on her inner thigh, her eyes following as I move upward. Her skin trembles under my touch as I get closer to the heaven between her legs.
“What are you scared of?” I ask, wanting more than anything just to throw her back onto the bed and sink into her sweet cunt, to stay there for eternity.
A single errant tear falls from the tip of her nose, breaking against the back of my hand as she shakes her head. My fingers press just inside, where her inner thigh meets her outer pussy lips. The contact makes her jump, and her hands fly to cross over her belly as she holds herself.
She releases a soft whimper, and I tangle my other hand in the hair at the back of her head, gripping, taming her while my fingers pinch the ruffles between her legs and pull to reveal what’s mine.
"Shh, Babygirl. Daddy just needs to push your panties aside. Be still. I need to see how wet you are before I fuck you senseless." I seethe the words into her ear as my fingers push beneath the elastic, feeling the slickness of her wet folds.
Her scent is already filling my nose. My mouth waters for a taste, and my cock is ready to blow.
“That feels good, Daddy,” she whispers, her legs inching apart, and I nearly come undone at the sight of her.
“It’s going to feel so much better, Babygirl, when you give me what I need. And I will take good care of you, princess. Such good care.”
I knew last night when my tongue got its first taste of her sweet pussy that I was done for. It was like a bomb exploding inside me. She branded me, and I drowned in her taste. I’m ruined by her. There will never be another.
“But I have to know, you have to tell me if I hurt you, okay?”
I lodge my fingers at her soaking entrance, listening to her sweet breath catching in her throat. Her scent fills my nostrils, clouds my brain, and I draw it deep into my lungs, making her a part of me. Her cunt is on fire, wet and hot, as my fingers push barely inside her opening, ready to finger-fuck her just to the edge of orgasm then hold her there.
“Yes, Daddy. I will.” Her breathy words sound so vulnerable and trusting. It makes me fucking crazy.
With one hand, I reach up into her hair, tugging her head back so she is forced to lock eyes with me. Then with her immobile, I shove two fingers deep into her cunt. Her juices are already dripping down my hand as I stroke her front wall with my fingertips, making her mouth fall open in a wide “O.”
I grit my teeth and grunt my words. “Kiss Daddy.” I watch her wide eyes flick to mine, searching for comfort, and lower my voice to a hiss. “Kiss Daddy like a big girl.”
I bring my face down, leaving an inch between us, and loosen my hold on her head just enough to give her the freedom to move forward.
She gives me exactly what I want, bringing her tentative lips to mine in a soft, sweet kiss. I want to jam my tongue down her throat, but instead, I stay steady. I have to let the little girl in her please her Daddy with her sweet lips.
When she draws back, I see the need in her eyes. The desire and lust. Desire to be sure. To be safe. To know she’s pleased me.
“Good girl,” I whisper and see the relief in her eyes at those simple, powerful words. I let my fingers sink inside her until they tap at the hard tip of her cervix, making her shudder. “No one else will ever be here. You understand you belong to me now, don’t you? Daddy owns all of this pussy. All of this body. I’ll do what I want with it, when I want, and for how long I want.”
I bring her to the edge, fucking her fast and hard, pressing into that sweet spot and listening to her need grow with each shaky breath. Her pussy pulses and she’s ready to go off, but I want her beautiful, pleasured song to be part of me as well.
“I’m going to never put anything between us ever. You want that, don’t you?”
The thought of my seed finding home inside her sends rampant possessiveness through my brain.
“Yes.” Her breathy reply says more than the word. She nods, and her pussy nearly pulls at my dick until it breaks. “I want that. I want us inside me. Growing.”
Knowing she wants the same thing nearly sets me off, and it takes all of my power to keep it under control. I slow down. Breathing and focusing until the tightening in my balls subsides a bit. But in this moment, thinking of her carrying my baby, I’m happier than I’ve ever been.