She continues to tell me about the changes she’s made since we parted ways, from starting therapy to enrolling in school, and her internship. To say I’m proud of her would be the understatement of the century.
“Now that you’ve caught me up to speed, care to tell me what allthisis for?” I ask with a curious wave of my hand.
“This,” she mirrors my gesture. “Is my thank you gift. It took me some time to catch up, but my life is better because of you.”
I regard her in silence for a moment as I take in what she just said. Does she understand what she’s offering me? There’s only one way this could go.
“If I accept yourgift, there won’t be any going back for either of us. You’ll be mine and I’ll be yours.Forever. I need you to be sure.”
“I’m already yours… Daddy.” Her eyes are bright with a mischief I’m not used to seeing. My good girl is still in there, but she’s more than that now.
My dick is fully erect now and straining against my zipper to get to her. I hope she meant what she said, because I’m about to show her exactly howmineshe is.
“Get on the fucking bed. On your hands and knees facing the headboard.”
69
Bella
Ican’t get into position fast enough. When I asked Hayes for help to set this up, I wasn’t sure it was going to work.
I let hope drive me.
Hope that he’d see I’m not the same woman I was the last time he saw me.
Hope that he’d want me back.
I have another surprise for him that he’ll surely see any moment.
“Jesus Christ, baby.”There it is.The bed dips behind me as he gets closer to my exposed holes. There’s surely no missing the plug in my ass that’s been there for at least the last three hours. “Did you plug your tight little ass for Daddy?”
He presses on the plug, eliciting a gasp from me at the added pressure against the only hole he has yet to claim. I turn my head and catch his eyes. “I’ve been wearing them every day for the last month… for you.”
“Shit,” he growls. “You mean, even when we weren’t together, you were still preparing this hole so I could take it one day?”
He’s still pressing on the plug as his other hand delivers a hard slap to my ass. The resulting sting hurts but sends a bolt of pleasure straight to my core. My clit tingles and my pussy slickens.
“Yes, Daddy,” I manage to choke out.
“I wish I could savor you all night, but I don’t have it in me to hold back right now.” With his next breath, he enters me forcefully in one deep, long thrust, burying himself to the hilt. “Now hurry up and come all over my fucking cock. Get it nice and lubed up so I can stick in your ass.”
He reaches down, grabbing a fistful of my hair and tugging hard enough for me to see stars, as he pumps hard and fast. I can already feel my release building low in my belly as I start pushing back into his cock, attempting to get some added pressure.
“Please, Daddy. Can I please come?” I beg.
“Such a polite fucking girl,” he praises and it only makes my orgasm build faster. “Since you asked so nicely. Fuck this cock and make yourself come all over it. Do it. Now.” Then, as if my body is still attuned to his command of it, I do as he says and come. Hard.
Before I’ve even come down from the high of my release, I feel him pull on the plug causing the tight ring to stretch along with the flared base until the pressure dissipates and I’m left feeling strangely empty.
A cap opens and closes, then a cold liquid, that I assume to be lube, rolls from the top of my ass down to the now empty hole. A second later, he’s pushing me forward, flat onto my stomach and pressing his weight down onto me. I can feel his hard length resting between my cheeks, his face side by side with mine. He moves my hands down to my sides, pinning my wrists to the bed. I’m completely at his mercy.Not that I’m complaining.
With a shift of his hips, the head of his cock is poking my back entrance and nervousness takes over. Suddenly, I’m rethinking my choice to offer my asshole on a silver platter, when I was never really sure I wanted to try it in the first place.
I let out a short squeak–not of protest–more of uncertainty. I’ve never done this before.
He pulls my earlobe into his mouth and sucks. Who knew there was a direct line from the earlobe to the clit? I sure didn’t. Pure pleasure shoots through me like fireworks. He lets it fall from his mouth before he delivers a slow taunting growl into my ear, “C’mon Bella. Don’t be a baby.”
He did not just call me a baby. A previous version of me, would have given in already, but the me that’s currently pinned beneath him isn’t so easily bullied into submission anymore… not even the fun kind.
