Daddy uses his knees to lift a few inches, giving me space. “Are you nervous, angel?”
I nod. “Yes, but I want you inside me. Please, Daddy.”
He kisses me. “Have you been playing with your pussy in the bathtub, Little one?”
I purse my lips and nod. He told me to explore, and I have. At first, it was weird. I’d never masturbated in my life before he rescued me. But Daddy encouraged me to know my body. He promised me he would not come into the bathroom while I was in the tub unless I called out for him. He didn’t want to embarrass me or break my concentration. He was so insistent about it that I took his advice.
“Did you use your little fingers to stretch out your cunt, Eloise?”
“Yes, Daddy.” He’s making me blush on purpose.
“Do you think you’re ready for Daddy’s cock? Or do you want Daddy to finger you first to make sure?”
I lift my hips. “Cock, please.”
I’m impressed that he only has to ease his hips back, and his cock lodges itself at my entrance, as if it knows where it belongs and needs no assistance. “Eyes on me, Eloise.”
I meet his gaze and slide my hands up his back. I’m so ready. My pussy is fluttering in anticipation.
His hands come to my face and cup my head gently. “You’re mine, Eloise,” he says in a growl.
I shudder, my fingers digging into his back. “And you’re mine,” I respond with just as much emphasis.
Suddenly he thrusts into me.
I gasp. The stretch is tremendous. More than I expected. I hold my breath and squeeze my eyes closed. I’m a smart girl. The shock will pass. I just need to hang on for a second.
“Eyes, Little one. Look at Daddy.”
I grit my teeth as I open my eyes. I want to obey him.
He doesn’t move a muscle. “Take a breath. I promise it will feel better in a minute.”
I nod, but I still don’t breathe.
“Eloise… Deep breaths,” he orders.
It’s impossible to disobey him, so I blow all the air out of my lungs and inhale again.
“Good girl. Another one.”
It’s easier this time, and now the pain is gone. I relax my channel. I feel fidgety now. I want him to do it again. Whimpering, I push my hips against him. “More, Daddy.”
He kisses me before easing back out. This time, he enters me more slowly.
“Ohhhh…” My eyes roll back. “That feels good.”
“It sure does.” He finds my lips again and gives me a long, slow, toe-curling kiss. The next time he releases my mouth, he pulls out and thrusts in harder.
My breath hitches. “Oh, God.” Every nerve ending in my body is standing at attention, but the nerves inside me are doing back flips. A grin spreads across my face and stays there. “Again,” I beg as I wrap my ankles around his hips.
Cannon doesn’t hesitate any longer before he starts thrusting in and out of me. I want to remember every moment of this. It’s my first time. Will he be the only sex partner I ever have? He insists so. I hope he’s right. I never want another man to touch me. I belong to Cannon.
Daddy cocks his hips differently, and my eyes widen as he grinds against my clit. I’m pulsing around him. My need is growing. I’m going to come again.
I inhale deeply and freeze in that blissful state right before I reach my peak. Ohmygod. This is not like other orgasms. An orgasm from rubbing my clit or even while fingering my pussy is not the same as clenching around the thick length of my man’s cock.
My release is long and drawn out, and I’m trembling as I start to flutter back to Earth. Cannon reaches his own peak seconds after me, and I swear I can feel him coming deep inside me. I doubt that’s real, but it seems like it.
