"I noticed that you’ve been tossing and turning in your sleep lately," I say, slowly tugging up the hem of her dress. She shifts against me, her soaked panties on full display now. I reach between her thighs, skimming my fingers over her puffy slit. I nearly come undone when I feel how hot and wet she is for my touch. "Is this the reason,piccola?"
"It aches," she says. "I don't know why."
"It aches because you're a big girl now," I say.
"But it aches all night," she pouts.
"Let Daddy get a better look at it then." I push aside the fabric of her wasted panties. Her eyes turn heavier when I slide my finger over her slit. I tap the tiny hole of her entrance. "Is this where it hurts,piccola?"
Her cheeks flush for me. "Yes."
I keep sliding my finger up and down her slit, from her tight asshole to her little clit. She's always wet for me, but my girl issoakedfor me now.
A possessiveness curls around my heart.
All of her ismine. Mine to touch, mine to suck, mine to fuck.
"Let me see if I can make it better," I say, dropping to my knees before her. I slant my mouth over her wet pussy and kiss her there. She bucks against me, restless and horny again.
"Does that feel good, Grace?" I ask.
"Yes," she sighs.
I nip her clit, making her cry out.
"Yes, what?" I ask.
"Yes, Daddy," she whispers. I feel her getting even wetter for me. She feels like the softest silk on my tongue.
"Be a good little girl and let Daddy take care of you," I say, lifting one of her thighs and placing it on my shoulder. I push herhips back against the stone, pinning her in place as I drink from her pussy.
"Oh, my God," she whimpers. "It feels so good."
I suck on her little clit until she cries my name.
"I have no business being anywhere near your pretty little pussy, but I can't help myself," I say. "It calls to me. I dream about it every single night."
She's jelly in my arms now, all soft and pliable. I stand, towering over her again. I keep my hand over her pussy, massaging it until she's slick between her thighs again.
I turn her around, making her brace her hands against the stone wall. I keep a hand wrapped around her throat, tilting her head up until she's looking up at me.
"Are you ready for Daddy's cock,bella?" I ask, squeezing lightly on her throat.
She can't speak, but she nods at me. I free my cock and wedge it between her plump ass cheeks. I revel in the way her lips part in a soft gasp as I shove myself inside her.
“I knew you’d be a good girl for me,” I say. “Still too tight, but breaking you in has been the greatest pleasure of my life.”
I pull my cock out a few inches before ramming it back inside her. She rises up to her tiptoes with the force of my thrusts. I nearly spill inside her when I see the bounce of her heavy tits.
"Little girl, it's almost like you were made for this," I say. "Your eyes were made to entice me into sinning. This body was designed to make me lose my mind. And this pussy feels so good wrapped around my cock that I can't help but keep coming back to it. I should know better, but I can't help it, princess."
"It's okay," she says. "I promise I won't tell."
"My sweet little girl," I say, filling her to the brim with every thrust until her pussy makes that wet, squeaking sound.
She arches into me, her ass plumped against my hard abdomen. I'm hypnotized by the way it ripples as she takes me.Her cheeks turn the sweetest shade of pink as she allows me to defile her.
I brush my thumb over her bottom lip before pushing it inside her mouth.
