She starts to speak, but I place a finger over her lips.
“Shh. Don’t answer now, my sweet little Haley. We’ve had a big day and it’s time for bed.”
I open her thighs a little and move my hard cock—now covered in her pussy cream—away from her heat. She makes a small sound of protest, and I just smile. I love how much her body craves me. I stand her up and lead her to the bedroom, leaving the dirty plates on the table. My housekeeper will get them in the morning.
When we get to the bedroom, I pull back the covers and she slides in. I take off my shorts and spoon her from behind. I reach back and turn off the lamp, sending the room into darkness. When I pull her to me, her lush ass pushes back and my dick slides right between her folds, and I can feel the head of my cock against her clit. My whole length nestles against her, and I smile. I palm her tits as I close my eyes, completely content.
“I love you, Daddy,” she whispers softly as I feel her fall asleep in my arms.
Finally. I finally have everything I’ve ever wanted in my arms. I just need to figure out how to hold on to it.
5
HALEY
I wake up on top of Daddy William, and it brings forth a torrent of memories from the previous day. Sliding to the side, I rest my chin on my hand to better study him. He looks so relaxed. Much more at ease than I can recall him looking in a very long time. After what he told me last night, I know I was the cause of his tension when he was around me. As much as it broke my heart to hear that he had been pining for me as he thought he couldn’t have me, it also filled me with joy. William wants to be mine. Not only that, but he wants me to be his in every way. I want that too. Part of me thinks he didn’t want me to tell him how I felt last night because he was scared of what I might say. I don’t want to let him think for one more second that I don’t want everything he wants.
Lowering my gaze, I can see he is hard. I haven’t gotten to play with his body much yet. I don’t have the first clue what to do, but I know I want to show him I need him just as much as he needs me. Reaching for the sheet, I slowly pull it from his body. I run my hands down his firm stomach, loving the feel of his soft hair on my palms. Tentatively, I grab hold of his cock and glide my hand up and down.
“Haley.” He says my name in a shaky, rough voice that has me raising my eyes to meet his. He is so hard, but he seems to like what I’m doing. I give him a few more strokes and I’m rewarded with a soft moan.
“You’re going to have to squeeze that little hand tighter around my cock if you want to work Daddy’s cum out.”
“Show me,” I whisper. While my words may sound sure, I am anything but. I have to show him this is what I want. What I need. I have no doubts about what I want. I’m just inexperienced in how to physically show him. We both have these cravings, and I’m ready to give in to them. His need to own me and take care of me matches my need to be cared for and worshiped by him.
Reaching for my hand, he wraps his around mine and squeezes hard. It makes my previous strokes seem so much more fragile and shy compared to his. His are strong and sure, while mine were soft and tentative.
As I continue to squeeze and stroke, his breathing speeds up. He starts to moan louder. His back arches off the bed, and I know he likes it. All I can hear are his moans. Letting go of me, allowing me to pump him on my own, he moves his hand to my breast. I’m still naked from the night before and completely open to him. He starts to play with my nipple, giving it a nice little tug that shoots straight to my clit. I am so turned on by his reaction to me. I love having the power to make him feel as good as he makes me feel.
“That’s it, work Daddy’s cock,” he encourages.
Quickening my movements, I see a drop leak from the top of his cock. Like yesterday, the draw to lick it is there. What would he think if I took a quick lick? I loved when he did it to me. Would it give him the same pleasure? Leaning forward, I take one swift lick of his moist tip, bringing the saltiness into my mouth.
“Go on,” he says. “Go on.”
I open my mouth, taking him further, circling my tongue around the top, over and over.
“Take it all the way in,” he grunts. “I want to feel those lips stretch down my cock.”
I sink further down, taking him until I feel the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat.
“Fucking hell! You don’t have a gag reflex? Fuck. I knew you were perfect. Too fucking perfect.”
His words only encourage me, making me suck harder and faster. The harder I suck, the louder he seems to moan, making my own need rise. I can feel the wetness dripping between my legs and sliding down my thighs.