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My lips were his. My body was his. He could do whatever he wanted to me. As he claimed and branded my lips with his own, goosebumps erupted all over my skin greedily. His kisses were maddening, and as they escalated, I grew even more desperate than before.
My hands roamed his body, and I enjoyed his little sounds when I raked my nails down his back. Sadly, he pulled away panting, gasping for air, and then held me firmly in place by the nape of my neck.
I love this mouth, mo ghra amhain. He whispered. It’s mine now. His hand appeared before me, and his thumb caressed my bottom lip before slipping inside my mouth. Suck.
I sucked on this thumb, and he looked at me like he wanted to eat me.
Do you still think I’m one of those old men, Elena ? He asked, pulling out his wet thumb and tracing my lips.
Yes. I challenged.
He chuckled arrogantly. I love your spunk, baby. It’s one of the many things I love about you. Just do me a favor. I gave him a quizzical look. Call me Daddy when I’m fucking you. Give this old man a nice ego boost.
Fuck. My thighs clenched, and he took notice but didn’t look down.
I wouldn’t have ever guessed The Great Oisin Callahan has a daddy kink.
I didn’t, not until you came along. He smirked. Speaking of cumming…get on the bed.
Oisin
When she took too long to get on, I swatted her ass hard. She jumped in surprise and let out a squeal as she went behind me and crawled onto the bed.
I got on after her, towered over her, and her legs spread to accommodate me. I kissed her forehead and bent down to look into her eyes as my fingers danced down to feel how wet she was.
Fuck. I cursed when my fingers made contact.
She made a slight sound when I ran my fingers between her silky lips. She was soaking wet, and I grinned at how responsive she was to me.
Who got you this wet, mo ghra amhain ?
I never thought you were the type of man that needed reassurance.
You thinking about me is sexy, baby.
That’s not what I said. She muttered, but her snark was gone when I pushed two fingers in.
She gasped in surprise at the sudden movement while I stared at her in awe as she moaned and clenched around my fingers.
Her lips stayed parted as incoherent words and dirty sounds tumbled out. Her cunt was heaven to play with, and I more than enjoyed how she felt around my fingers.
I grew harder with every stroke of my fingers and every mark her nails left on my arms and biceps. I wanted her to mark my entire body with her teeth and lips. I was hers to do with whatever she pleased.
The obscene sounds of how wet she was filled and bounced off the walls. Her cheeks flamed as I forced her to keep eye contact. Her eyes were innocent, yet it made me want to dig deep and discover her hidden secrets.
Staring into her eyes was like staring at a sunrise, with so many beautiful colors that it takes your breath away and such calmness that it makes you feel safe and at home.
Do you like it when Daddy touches you like this, mo ghra amhain ? She bit down hard on her bottom lip and nodded. Are you greedy for more ?
Her walls clamped down hard around my fingers in response, and I couldn’t help but be arrogant as I watched her react to the pleasure I was giving her. It was me that was pleasuring her. It was me that was finger-fucking her into an orgasm.
It was my bed she was sprawled out on naked. I wanted to taste her with my mouth, but I’d do it on a different day. Now, I just wanted to stretch her out with my fingers and pry her apart wide enough to take me.
She was gasping, her body shuddering beneath me, and I leaned down to share soft kisses with her.
Do you wanna cum, baby ? Is this old man pleasuring you so fucking well that you’re going to cum all over his fingers ? Hmm ?
Fuck. She whimpered. I take it back. You’re not old. She cried out when I pulled my fingers out and then screamed when I pushed them back in. Please, please… She licked her lips.
Daddy, I wanna cum.
Fuck. I almost came.
I added another finger, and her eyes shut tight from the intense feeling of being stretched out. I kept going, adding a slight pressure and then aiding her to her orgasm by teasing her clit. I knew it was a lot, but fuck, she was taking it so well.
She started letting out low whining sounds, and her breathing grew harsher as I built up a steady pace with my fingers. She was taking my fingers like such a good little girl, and I was eating up every sound and face she made.
Fuck me, her orgasm face was hot as fuck, and I was about to bust a load just by looking at her. Her head fell back, hair scattered over my pillows, and I felt her hips ride my fingers faster, and her thighs fought to close around me.
I saw her shut her eyes and let out a gasp that rapidly turned into a moan, and then she soaked my fingers. She was shaking and whimpering, and I saw she had drenched my fingers.
I watched in pure admiration as if I was witnessing something spectacular, and I fell in love with her all over again. I pulled my fingers out and ardently sucked them clean.
My sweet little wife.
I need you.
Tell Daddy what you need, and he’ll give it to you.
She moaned loudly. I need Daddy to fuck me.
I rocked my hips onto hers, and her legs instinctively wrapped around my waist. Her hands latched onto my shoulders, and my mouth went to hers. I kissed her hard, taking every doubt and protest she secretly held and ripping them away.
I slanted my head and rocked my hips against hers faster. She was a grinding mess as she bucked and whimpered for more. Finally, I reached down and aligned myself at her entrance.
I pushed the tip in slowly and then looked up to gauge her reaction. Her lips were parted, and her eyes were wide as she awaited more.
Oisin, please.
As much as I love hearing you say my name, I’d rather you fucking scream it.
With that, I surged in with one brutal thrust, and the scream that tore out of her was so fucking hot. I groaned loudly and bit down hard on her shoulder as I rammed into her. I wasn’t gentle. I was a savage, proving it with how hard I was fucking her.
My hands were pinning her down hard enough to leave bruises, but I couldn’t stop. She felt so fucking heavenly wrapping around me, and it felt too good to be true. It felt sinfully addictive, like worship, and I wanted to pray to her cunt forever.
Oisin. She cried out. You’re going to leave bruises. She moaned, her hands going over mine. I like that. Fuck. Keep fucking me like this, Daddy.
Our lips met erratically, and our tongues slid against each other in a lewd kiss that had the both of us moaning and groaning. Her hands went to my hair, and she aggressively tugged me even closer to her. I kissed her harder and continued my thrusts, but it wasn’t enough.
I wanted to be buried even deeper inside her. I pulled away to lift her legs and lock them around my neck. The position was better, deeper, and she moaned her appreciation as I fucked her like this.
I could see just how I pushed in and out of her, and it had me going into a primal frenzy as I saw just how wet she was and how hot it looked to see my cock soaked from her arousal.
There was no realization that I wasn’t wearing a condom because I wasn’t going to wear one when I fucked Elena.
I wanted another child, and Elena would give it to me whether she wanted to. I didn’t fucking care. I’d fuck her and keep fucking her until she got pregnant. Our skin slapped against each other, and we kissed lazily as we felt this moment take us.
I couldn’t even put into words how it felt to finally be with Elena, how it finally felt to own her, to brand her, and to fuck her. It was surreal.
You’re taking your husband’s cock so fucking well, baby. Daddy can’t wait to stuff your greedy cunt with his cum. I groaned, and that’s when the realization hit her.
I’m not on birth control. She crazed. Don’t cum in me.
I ignored her and pummeled her harder, wanting her to lose her protests and train of thought, and she did for a brief moment.
Don’t cum in me.
I’m not pulling out, not when you feel this fucking good. Come on, baby. Make me a Daddy again. Let me spill inside you.