I don’t even realize I’m holding my breath until his soft chuckle pulls my attention from the thick cock clearly visible in his boxers to his smirk.
“Breathe, baby. I don’t want you passing out on our wedding day.”
My cheeks heat, and I’m sure they’re flaming, as I take a deep breath. I never saw his dick last night, and as he slowly steps out of his boxers, my heart stutters. Sure, theoretically, I know it will fit, but in the penis lottery, he had to take first prize. Maybe I don’t have anything to compare it to, but I have watched my fair share of porn, and to say well-endowed is an understatement.
“See something you like?” It’s leaking pre-cum, and Andrew slides his fingers over the top, spreading it and gliding his hand down to the base.
I want to tell him he’s the sexiest man I’ve ever seen, but I can’t seem to form any words. Then he climbs onto the bed until he’s hovering over me, his elbows resting on each side of my head.
“You asked what I was going to do, remember?” he murmurs against my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine and making my nipples harden even more.
I nod and swallow past the lump in my throat before I’m able to choke out, “Yes.”
“Well, this is what I’m going to do. First, I’m going to nibble on your ear, like this…” And he’s doing it—licking my earlobe, he blows on my damp skin, then pulls it between his lips and nibbles.
Fuck me. Yes, please. Except I can’t say any of that. I’m lying here, afraid if I move, he’ll stop, and it feels so freaking good. My inner thighs are wet from how turned on I am. I sigh, as he licks and nibbles down my neck, and across my jaw.
This is torture and heaven at the same time.
“Feel good, baby?”
“Hell yes, but I need more, Andrew.” I sound like a whiny child, but I can’t help it.
“It’s Daddy. And it’s my name from now on, especially in the bedroom. If you don’t use it, there will be consequences you for sure won’t like. Now you need to have patience, and I promise you’ll get everything you want. I need to learn every inch of you, taste you, mark you.” As he says the words, he nips my bottom lip, and I moan, opening my mouth for him.
His tongue slides inside, sweeping against mine. He tastes like mint and sin, and as he deepens the kiss, he steals my ability to think.
When he finally releases my mouth, he licks my lips before sliding over me, licking, kissing, sucking his way to my breasts.
“Your breasts are perfect, but I can’t wait to see them when you’re pregnant and full of milk. Leaking when I fuck you,” he growls, cupping my tits. Then he rubs his thumbs over my nipples and pinches.
Fuck. Seriously? Milky breasts? How is that a turn on? Except, yes, it kinda is. I’m a mess, but my thoughts are fleeting as he continues to leave bite marks on each breast, sucking and licking until they’re both swollen and I’m vibrating with need. Is it possible to die from being too turned on? I’m so close, but I need more.
“Please, Daddy, I need to come.” My words sound more like whimpers. It doesn’t stop him, though.
“Patience, baby. Delayed gratification is the absolute best.”
“I don’t believe you.” I’m whining, and I don’t care.
“You’ll just have to trust me for a little longer,” he murmurs, then goes back to sucking and biting my breasts until they’re peppered with purple marks that won’t be going away anytime soon. I guess he was serious when he said he wanted to mark me as his.
Except, how the hell am I going to face his family with marks all over my skin? I don’t think enough makeup exists in this world to cover them all.
“You’re thinking too hard, baby. Stop worrying, and let me send you to paradise.” He’s using that voice again, the Daddy one that makes my toes curl. Then he continues to work his way down my stomach, settling between my legs. The first touch of his tongue on my clit does as he promised, and I see stars.
thirteen
Andrew
Jaclyn tastes like the sweetest honey with a touch of extra spice. I’ve edged her so long she comes as soon as my tongue swipes over her clit. As her thighs clench against me, I slide a finger into her tight pussy. I’m going to be a snug fit. There’s no way to avoid some pain, but I’m hoping, if I can make her climax enough, it will make it easier for her to take my cock.
As I work my finger in and out, her cunt clenches firmly around my finger as she comes a second time. Her moans are music to my ears.
“That’s it, baby, come on my fingers.” Her muscles flutter as I slide a second finger in. Twisting and scissoring them to stretch her tight cunt. Knowing I’ll be the first and only man to ever fuck her has more precum leaking from my throbbing cock.
“Oh God, Andrew. I can’t—” she moans, bucking her hips against my hand.
“Are you using your safe word, Jaclyn? Do we need to take a break?” I ask, keeping my fingers buried inside her.
