His thumbs slid slowly back and forth, spreading me open and massaging my insides. It began to feel good. So good.
The dirty bastard.
I pushed my hands along the bedcovers just to feel the cool fabric. His hands moved away and that’s when I felt something much broader brush against me.
“Daddy,” I said, genuinely concerned from a medical standpoint.
He was long and thick.
“Shh. Remember rule number four. All your holes are mine.”
“I’m more concerned with rule number three. My health comes first.”
“Exactly. You need this mega orgasm.”
A mega orgasm did sound good.
“Relax,” he murmured, pulling my cheeks apart.“Breathe.”
I focused on my breathing the way the physiotherapist had taught me.
His cock was wet with lube.
Deep breath.
He pressed in.
Before I could tense, the tip was pushing past my weakened entrance.
“That’s it. Such a sexy little hole. Relax,” he said when I clutched around the tip of him.“Fuck. Damn, so fucking tight.”
I began to pant through the painful stretch as he sank deeper.
“Yeah, baby,” he groaned, beginning to pull back.“Yeah. Give me that filthy arse. Fucking hell.”
My fingers curled into the covers when he pushed back inside me, stretching me, fucking an untouched part of me. In and out, using just the tip until I relaxed a little more.
“Yeah, that’s my girl,” he rasped.
He plunged deeper, pulling back to thrust again and again. Each time the pain lessened. That familiar tension built quietly in the background.
His hands landed on the bed. The warmth of his torso brushed against my back while his shorts touched my thighs. He hadn’t even had the patience to remove them fully.
“You don’t know how many nights I lay in bed dreaming of this arse,” he growled above my head.
“Dirty Daddy,” I moaned.
“Only for you, sweetheart,” he said, dragging his heavy cock back.“Yes. That’s it. Nice and relaxed.”
Without warning he thrust deep. I gasped at the feel of him inside me.
“Yes, Daddy,” I cried.
“Again,” he said—withdrawing, waiting, then slamming into me.
I screamed his name.
“Good. Fucking. Girl,” he grunted, driving deeper with each brutal thrust.
