I didn't know how long I'd be able to hold back.

The sight, scent, and feel of her together were too much to resist. She was so much better in the flesh, even sweeter than I remembered. And even now, seven years since I'd met her as a sweet little virgin, she still had an air of innocence about her that drove me absolutely wild. I couldn't bear the thought of not being inside her for another second.

"Spread your legs," I growled at her, and on command, she moved them farther apart as I pressed her against the window. "The whole city can see your naked little ass, that desperate pussy leaking all over my fingers. But you've always liked to show off, haven't you, tesoro?"

I could see the memories flooding her and she moaned in protest. I didn't let her recover, spreading her pussy and spitting on my fingers before I returned them to her drenched pink cunt. She was so perfect, so innocent. Even compared to Astor, who was younger by five years, she seemed like the younger of the two. 

"I can't get enough," I muttered against her neck as I filled her cunt with my thick fingers, making her come apart against the window. "I'm going to take so many orgasms from you tonight, Ginger. You'll beg me to stop. Every time I do though, you'll start begging for me to start again. I know what you're like. I know what lies beneath the facade. I know you're just a desperate little slut for Daddy."

Her inhale was so sharp, I felt it reverberating through her body, and she leaned on me for support as I forced another orgasm out of her, her legs shaking helplessly.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God…."

"You don't have to call me God. Though I sure do fucking like it."

I retrieved my fingers, but before I could do anything else, she pulled her naked body closer to mine by tugging on the buckle of my belt. She started undoing it, then the zipper of my trousers, stripping me down to my boxers before reaching inside my underwear to bring out my cock.

I'd never been harder, and her eyes widened at the size and girth of my dick.

"How did you ever fit inside me?" she whispered.

"I always will," I told her on a low groan. "The man you're supposed to be with will always fit those tiny holes, tesoro."

She let out a little whimper, then sank to her knees, trying to wrap her fingers around me and failing, looking right up at me as she licked the precum off my tip. She was toying with me, paying the most attention to the underside of my cock, licking it shyly like a girl who didn't really know what to do.

I'd been in love with her innocence for a long time, but I was surprised to find her just as inexperienced as she'd been the first time around. I wasn't upset about it. In fact, it fucking pleased me, because it meant she hadn't had anyone like me. She craved this just as much as I did. 

"Take it in your mouth," I ordered, and she didn't hesitate.

Those plump lips opened like the gates to Heaven and she took me in her mouth, sucking me better than any woman before. Her experience didn't matter; it was in her demeanor, the way she looked right into my eyes, the shaky need for approval that made her moan needily as she sucked my cock, milking me for all I was worth.

"Good fucking girl," I growled when she choked.

It only made her braver, and she started sucking me deeper, helping herself with that little hand wrapped around me. I couldn't get enough of the sight before me, the beautiful woman I'd desired for the last decade on her knees, looking at me with absolute adoration. I knew I'd have her eventually. I just thought it would take longer to convince her that we were the perfect match.

I grabbed the back of her head, wrapping her hair in my fingers. Ginger's pupils dilated as I guided her over my length again and again, making her take a little more each time. I was gentle at first, but I needed so much more, needed to claim that body of hers, needed her professing her love for me properly, not just through half-asked questions and innuendos. I wanted her to pledge herself to me, mind, body, and soul.

I needed to own her.

As she sucked me off, I placed my hands on her shoulders, gently wrapping my fingers around her throat and imagining a collar in their place. She would look so beautiful as my little pet. I would show her off to the world, but she would only belong to me. I'd be damned before I let another man near here. She was such a rare beauty, such a beautiful tesoro. There was no way I was letting anyone so much as look at her twice.

She started sputtering and coughing, tears filling her eyes, but she wouldn't budge. With her eyes on mine, she let me plunge my dick inside her time after time again, making her gurgle her own spit like a real fuckdoll.

"Time to fuck that slutty pussy," I growled, pulling her to her feet and dragging her shaky body to the bed.

I lowered my lips to hers, climbing on top of her, and her fingers twirled in my hair, touching my beard.

"Are you sure?" I asked her again.

She seemed so fragile to me, perhaps because she was so much younger. Then again, I hadn't had the same feeling with Astor. But that only made me realize what a stark difference there was between the two women.

I finally saw clearly, saw I only wanted Ginger. I'd been lying to myself, trying to convince my stupid mind to let go of the past. But the second she walked back into my life, I knew there was no other woman for me.

"I need you," she whispered in response. "I'm sure."

I placed my cock at her entrance, her eyes boring into mine.

"What do you say?" I asked her roughly, and her bottom lip trembled as she looked up at me.

Then a mischievous little smile took over her face, and she giggled. 

"Thank you, Daddy."

She was fucking irresistible.

I plunged myself inside her and she moaned. Her tight little cunt welcomed me home by leaking down to my balls, soaking me in her sweet honey and making me growl in approval. 

"You're so fucking wet, Ginger. You like this, don't you? You're getting wet for me, for everything we used to have."

She shut me up with a kiss, desperately latching onto my mouth and melting in my arms as I started to make love to her.

It wasn't fucking. We'd fucked before, and this wasn't it.

She meant so much to me, not just because of our past but the bright, promising future I knew lay ahead of us. I needed so much more of her that my little stubborn treasure wasn't willing to give me.

"Let go," I ordered. "I want to feel that pussy coming on me."

"Not yet," she said through gritted teeth. "I don't want to yet. Don't stop."

"Oh, I'm not going to," I promised her. "But you're going to come when Daddy tells you to. Understood?"

"Y-yes," she stuttered.

"Yes what?" I demanded.

Her eyes sparkled. She was fucking loving this.

"Yes, Daddy," she whispered.

"Good girl."

I drove into her harder, driving my cock inside her inch by inch until I felt her tight walls closing around me, her pussy desperate to keep me inside her for good.

“You like it?” I asked her, my voice rough with the need to have her body completely submitting to mine. “Tell me how much you like it, tesoro.”

“I love it,” she breathed. “I fucking love it when you fuck me like that, Daddy. My Emperor.”

She let out the sweetest little gasp when she said it, and I groaned, my cock leaking precum inside her tightness.

“That’s right, I am your Emperor.”

“You own me. You own every inch of me, every bit of my heart. You rule me.”

I groaned when I bottomed out inside her, my cock hitting her walls and stretching her open. She was so needy, dripping fucking wet with how much she wanted me. I couldn’t have stopped if I wanted to. I was addicted to it, the feeling of her on me, her sweet little moans, the sound of her begging for more.

How could I have spent seven years without her? I was a fucking fool for letting her get away in the first place.

She belonged to me now, and I knew I was never going to let go again.

“You’re mine. My fucking property, do you understand, tesoro?”

“Yes!” she cried out as I fucked her relentlessly. “Just yours, Daddy. Your little treasure.”

“That’s right,” I agreed with a growl. “And I’m never fucking letting go.”

I wanted to see her face when I fucked her. The need to know every little expression she made was strong, and I pinned her arms down above her head.

“Look at me,” I demanded. “I want you to look into my eyes while you’re coming for me. I want to see all of your secrets.”

She moaned but obeyed, her eyes flying open and her gaze connecting with mine as I drove inside her time and time again. She was whimpering in pleasure, and I watched every emotion in the world flash across her face as I claimed her sweet little body.

“Beg for it,” I told her roughly. “You want to be filled up, don’t you, tesoro?”

“I do,” she whispered. “I need you to come inside me, Daddy. I need you to fuck me full.”

I wasn’t a man anymore, I was a fucking beast. All that mattered was coming inside her, filling her up like I knew we both needed.

“Beg. Fucking beg for it.”

Her body twisted beneath mine, her back arching against me and her arms going around my shoulders. She looked right at me, those beautiful eyes commanding my attention while her filthy mouth begged for more.

“Please, Daddy. I need your cum. Give your little slut everything you have. I’ll do anything for it, anything you want, Daddy. Anything for you, just fill me up. Fucking please, fill me to the brim.”

She grew louder and louder as she begged, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back for much longer.

“Fuck,” I grunted when my cock throbbed inside her. “You’re so fucking tight, Ginger. I can feel you milking it.”

Her pussy tightened when I said it, and she came apart beneath me, an orgasm ripping through her body and making her cunt so impossibly tight I couldn’t hold back any longer.

I spurted inside her, filling her with rope after rope of cum.

“Look at me,” I demanded, and our eyes connected in a crazed need to belong to one another. “Fucking good girl, tesoro. I can’t fucking hold back anymore.”

I pumped everything into her, and her body shivered as I finished. I didn’t give a shit about protection at that moment, I just needed her bare, hungry little pussy to devour what I’d rewarded her with.

Pressing a gentle kiss to her trembling lips, I knew I was a fucking goner. My past had successfully caught up with me, and I was never letting her go again.