MONALISA
My heart flipped and my stomach tightened. The words repeated in my head. He loved me. Honestly, it wasn’t super shocking anymore. Him getting jealous, him caring for me this much, him being there whenever I needed him, him making a mental note of everything I liked and disliked.
But he had denied it when I asked him that night. No, he had not denied it that night. He only ignored the question that night.
What was I supposed to say? Did I feel the same for him? For days, I had been questioning my own feelings for him. Were those sweet feelings really love? Did I get jealous tonight because I was in love with him? Was it love from the outset or did I fall in love along the line or is this just lust messing me with my head?
“Do you mean… Do you mean this?” The words left my lips before I realised how stupid it sounded.
“I mean every bit of it. You are the only woman I see, Cupcake” he replied and my stomach which had tightened into a knot earlier exploded into butterflies.
He leaned in, kissed close to my lips and just as I was about to ask him the question on my mind even more clearly, he took my lips into his and kissed me.
The kiss was soft and I couldn’t resist kissing him back. When have I ever been able to resist his hotness and his charm and his… Love?
He soon had me pressed back into the wall as the kiss turned possessive and hard. His mouth covered mine so well as his tongue twirled with mine.
Heavens! How did he ever get so good at kissing?
My hands went to his collars and I grabbed them, keeping him even closer to me and kissing him as hard as I wanted to. I wanted him so much.
As much as I loved him?
After all these days of wanting him and these past few minutes of getting jealous that he walked away with some other lady, I wanted him even a lot more.
He broke the kiss and looked into my eyes, his own eyes holding his want for me.
“You are the only one I want to kiss like this, Cupcake” he whispered against my lips and started kissing my face.
“Daddy” I moaned softly, throwing my head back.
“You are the only one whose face I want to shower with kisses” he groaned and parted my legs with his knee.
A hand of his moved to the slit in my dress and he pulled my dress up to my waist.
“You are the only fucking one I want to touch this way” he growled, his hands roaming around my ass.
“Da… Daddy” my head was getting mushy already and my arms were now wrapped around him.
“Cupcake” he kept his gaze on me as he dropped down to his knees very slowly.
“Da… Daddy” I called softly, the want taking over me already.
“The wall or my hair, you are going to have to hold onto one now, Cupcake” he groaned and parted my legs even more.
He reached for my panties and yanked them down.
“Oh fuck” I gasped, stepping out of my panties quickly. Now, I couldn’t even think about my feelings properly. My head was muddled.
“Good girl” he groaned and brought my panties close to his face.
“You smell so good, Cupcake and you are the only one whose smell I wanna know from now on”
“Daddy, do you… Do you really have….” I was cut off by the sudden intrusion of two fingers into my pussy.
I immediately reached a hand into his hair and took the other hand to the wall.
“Hmm, chose both. Good decision” he rasped, begining to move the fingers inside of me.
“Ah, fuck” I moaned softly, loving the way his fingers moved inside of me but his fingers only lasted for a second inside of me before he pulled me by the hips, closer to his face and sat my pussy on his face.
“Oh fuck! Daddy!” I cried out at the suddenness of the touch.
Few minutes ago, I was raging mad and jealous and here I am now, my pussy on his face.
“You are so wet”
“You like me this much, don’t you? You love me as much as you want me” a finger joined as his tongue licked my wetness.
“Daddy” I threw my head back.
The pleasure was almost overwhelming. My toes were curling already.
“I fucking want only you, Cupcake.” He growled as I lost it, grinding into his face as I got close to my orgasm.
His tongue found its way to my clit and teased at it. My breath hitched and then turned erratic with pleasurable moans.
“It’s so good, daddy. Ah, right there. I am so close, please.”
“So… So close, daddy. Ah fuck!” I cried out as he nibbled down on my clit.
The painful sensation mixed with the pleasure of his finger and tongue immediately sent me to the edge.
“Can I cum on daddy’s face?” I asked in a begging tone.
“Yes, Cupcake. Cum for daddy”
“Ah, thank you” I cried out, cumming with a delightful wail on his face.
My hand slid off the wall as I dropped down to his face entirely, my both hands now on him.
My body jerked and my pussy throbbed as I squirted all over his face, getting his face wet and his clothes too.
“You are so sweet, Cupcake” he groaned, keeping a hand on my waist as he got back on his feet.
“Look down there” he ordered and I looked down.
With my hazy sight, I could see the small pool of my squirt on the floor.
“That’s how much of a slut you are for me. Don’t you want to be mine forever? Daddy’s little, wet slut forever?” He grabbed my hand and led it to the bulge in his trousers.
“Feel my hard cock, Cupcake. You make me this hard, this crazy. Words can’t comprehend what you do to me” he groaned and his words were turning me on so much.
“Daddy. Tell me, tell me what I do to you”
He reached for his buttons and began undoing it hastily.
“Trust me, this ain’t what I planned. I planned something more romantic, soft and sweet but I fucking want your pussy now” he growled and jerked the shirt off his body roughly without fully unbuttoning it, making the buttons fly off.
My hazy sight stilled and my body stiffened as I saw his body. He now had tattoos and the one on his chest, big and bold was none other than my name with red roses entwined with each of the letters.
LISA.
What in the world?!
“Da… Daddy” I whispered softly, leading my hand that had been over his bulge to his hard upper body instead.
I ignored every other tattoo that lined his body and touched my name on his chest. Every tattoo on him was inked in the purple and black colour.
“Cupcake” his breath was harsh now. He grabbed my wrist, making me still my hand and then he looked into my eyes.
“First things first” he rasped, the look in his eyes growing more intense.
“Lisa, I… I fucking love you. This isn’t enough for me anymore. I want us to be more. I love you so fucking much. Be my woman, Lisa”