“You always make me feel good. But this is such a good surprise. You’re such a good girl for me.” His hand slides down to my pussy where I can hear how wet I am when he moves his fingers back and forth from inside of me to over my clit. He kisses one of my ass cheeks before biting the flesh lightly.
I groan and he makes an echoing noise of pleasure as he continues to leisurely play with my pussy, like he has all day to toy with me.
“I think your sweet, needy pussy needs attention first,” he says and I’m already eagerly nodding my head. I’m not sure what I expect him to do, but when I hear the snap of his belt and his zipper, I grip the sheets in anticipation and wonder how intense the stretch is going to be with both his cock and the plug inside of me.
There’s a steadying pressure of his hand between my shoulder blades, and my cheek presses against the softness of our bed as I feel his cock against my entrance. He pushes in slowly, and I moan like the needy deviant that I am. He grips my ass with one hand as the other stays between my shoulders, and I try to remember to breathe as he stretches me.
The stretch of my pussy when my ass is filled is unreal, and the noises I’m making are unintelligible and greedy as he slowly fucks me.
“Fuck, you look so good,” he says, smacking my ass, and I whimper, the feeling almost too much. I’m going to come embarrassingly fast. “You like being face down with your ass up for Daddy, don’t you? I fucking love this greedy pussy.”
“Yes.” I whimper as he picks up the pace. I feel so fucking full, like I might explode. But then he shifts the plug, pulling it out and back in, and then I’m keening and begging him to let me come. “Please, please, I’m so close.” His hand leaves my shoulders and wraps around my waist, and his fingers strum against my clit as he fucks me.
I’m a shaking, whimpering mess as he fucks me through my orgasm. I’m still peaking when he pulls out of me. I whine from the emptiness, but there’s a moment that he’s gone and a clicking of a lid. Cold fluid drips down my ass, and he slowly removes the plug until I feel the push of the tip of his cock entering me.
“Breathe for me, baby,” he says, and I do my best to not tense and just relax. I’m not as nervous as I’m still shivering from my orgasm.
He’s so delicate as he pushes in and out, it’s only a small portion of him, but it feels good. I can hear the tackiness of the lube against my ass.
“Look at you taking me like you were made for me. So goddamn good. Are you doing okay?” He checks in with me and I nod my head. He slaps my ass and I moan, knowing he wants a verbal answer.
“So good, thank you, Daddy.”
“Fuck,” he groans and starts pushing more of his hard, long length inside of me. I’m not sure what I expected, but it feels way better than I anticipated. There’s a vibrating noise and when Aiden wraps a hand around me and puts the small vibrator on my clit, I nearly lurch forward.
“Be a good girl and hold this on your clit,” he says and as much as I want to say it’s too much, far more overwhelming than I can handle after coming, I take it and hold it against my clit. Both of his hands are holding on to my ass cheeks as he fucks me. The noises he’s making are carnal and masculine and even on my hands and knees I feel so empowered.
Not only am I garnering pleasure from this, but the way he’s so reverent and caring with me, making sure this is just as good for me, is fucking everything.
I’m on the edge as the vibrator hits my clit, and I must clench around Aiden as he groans and smacks my ass, making me jolt, and then I’m coming again.
“You feel so fucking good,” he says before his pace increases. I’m nearly non-coherent as he pushes into me harder, until he pulls out and I feel ribbons of cum on my ass. The vibrator is whirling on the bed; I dropped it after I came. Aiden pants behind me.
“Can I take a picture of your ass like this?” he asks, his voice soft and almost like he’s worried I’d say no. The thought of him saving the picture and looking at it when he jerks off or misses me does it for me.
“Yes,” I say, and he’s digging around in his pants’ pocket for his phone. I stay on my hands and knees while I wait for him. When I hear the camera shutter and Aiden’s groan, I look back at him and give him the best grin I can, even though I’m exhausted.
He blinks at me like his brain has checked out for a moment, and it makes me feel even better. He shakes his head, and smiles back at me. “How was that for you?”
“Good, really good,” I say honestly. “But I think I could use a shower and a nap now.”
He laughs and is about to help me up, but I shake my head. Sliding the jersey down my front and taking it off. “I can’t get cum all over your jersey.”
He scoffs and laughs, staring down at my ass, I can feel it dripping down my legs, and I’m sure he has a certain amount of masculine pride looking at it.
“Fuck, I love you.”
“I love you too. Now come wash me in the shower.” He grins and does exactly that, making me feel every ounce of cherished and loved as he says.
31
MARRY ME
I’m notsure if it’s stupid, reckless, or too soon, but all I know is I need Jessa Peters to know I’m all in. I’ve never even thought about marrying someone before Jessa, just the idea of long term dating, but now that she lives with me and I see her every day, I need this additional step. Maybe it’s me being a possessive asshole, but I want my ring on her finger and for her to have my last name.
I just hope that she wants it too. I’m more than aware how fast this is, but isn’t that what everyone always says. When you know, you know.
So fuck it, I need Jessa to know that this is real, that I’m going to take care of her for the rest of our lives. I thought about doing it at a baseball game, and quickly decided that was fucked up. What if she feels pressured or doesn’t like the attention, though I know my girl is always down for an audience, that’s too much pressure—for the both of us.
