I can tell by the thoughtful expression on her face that she’s never even given head before. She nods as if approving of the salty tang on her tongue before sucking my tip into her mouth.
All the arguments for taking that sweet cherry fade as I watch myself sink deeper and deeper into her mouth. I slide my hands over her dark hair, grab the silky strands, then use the grip to show her the rhythm I like.
She’s beautiful and so eager. The thought of training her to do what I like, of shaping her to be perfect for me, has my balls tingling. Then she takes me far enough to gag.
“Vannah. You feel so good. If you keep this up, I’m going to come. You’ve had me on edge all day. I’m on a hair trigger.”
All she does is hum and try to take me deep again. Again she gags. And that’s when I feel lightning blast up my spine and up my dick. She chokes on the first spurt, but stays with me, swallowing around the sensitized head of my cock, making my muscles tighten and jitter with each rasp of her tongue, each undulation of her throat.
Finally, I have to pull back because it’s too much. My crown is too sensitive. I cup her chin and lift her face to look at me.
“That wasn’t my plan, Vannah. Should I punish you?”
“You want to punish me for making you come?”
“I wanted to come inside your untried pussy.”
Her lips part and her pupils blow wide. “How will you punish me, Daddy?”
And just like that, my cock tries to rally. “I haven’t decided yet. I won’t be able to think straight until I’ve been balls deep inside you. I want you spread out on my bed. I want to take you ass in the air, but that’ll be too deep for your first time, so I want you on your back, legs spread wide. Go. Now. Upstairs, the double doors at the end of the hall.”
“Shouldn’t I shower first?”
“No. I like the way you smell. Next time, once you’re used to me, I’ll fuck you right there in the garage when we’re both sweaty from work. I won’t even take off your shorts. Just pull them aside and thrust into you, tug your shirt down like I did this afternoon so I can play with your nipples.”
The images are starting to get me hard again, so I tell her to go. Part of me is glad she made me come. She’s tempered my need for her enough that I can be gentle her first time.
Chapter 6
Savannah
I feel his eyes on my back. I’m aware of each jiggle of my body as I dash into his house. Once inside, I hurry up the stairs in search of his bedroom. I look out the back window. He has all of our clothes fisted in one hand as he walks naked toward the house.
Every one of my deepest, darkest fantasies is about to come true. And honestly, even if he just fucks me the once, it will be more than I ever imagined. I was a bit of a late bloomer when it came to sex. I wasn’t that interested until Nate started spending more time at our house when I was fourteen.
Suddenly, I understood what all the fuss was about. Whenever I’d see him swimming laps in the pool, grilling with Dad in backyard, or even watching a football game… anything really. He spent so much time outside in our backyard, and I spent a lot of time standing at my window, watching him.
When I started touching myself, he was at the center of every fantasy my mind could conjure. Then he was gone. Not that I expected anything to happen between us since I was just sixteenwhen he and Dad hung out less because Mom and Nate’s ex didn’t get along. But I would have preferred seeing him without being able to touch him, to not seeing him at all.
When I open the double doors to the master bedroom, I hear the back door click open. I rush to the bed, wondering if I’m supposed to pose sexily or just spread my legs like he told me to.
Daddy’s room is big and so is his bed. I push the comforter to the bottom of the mattress and lie on the cool sheets. The ceiling fan circles above me, sending more cool air over me, making my skin prickle and my nipples tighten.
“I said thighs spread.”
I jump at the low tone of his voice. He tosses our clothes onto the bench at the foot of the bed, then climbs onto the mattress one knee at a time. He’s already hard again. His cock curving up as if trying to reach for me, even though he’s not close enough yet.
I open my legs and shiver at the feral smile that spreads Daddy’s lips. He stalks closer until his hips are between my thighs.
“Even from across the room, I could see how wet you are. Did sucking Daddy’s cock make you wet?”
I nod.
“Do you have any idea how sexy that is?”
I shake my head.
He laughs. “Are you ready, Vannah? Are you ready for Daddy’s cock?”
