The heat of his body covers my back. I’m so overcome with need that I moan the second his huge cock slips against my dripping pussy.
“Deep breaths little one.” He mumbles against my ear, his fingers tangling into my hair as he pushes into me with one swoop. My fingers dig into the heavy oak desk, pain and pleasure stirring deep in my belly. Settled balls deep inside me, I feel how tightly we fit and I want more. I need more.
The pain of his entrance lasts only a few moments, and once the sting of losing my virginity fades I circle my hips against him, testing the feel of his thickness inside me. It’s so different from anything I’ve ever felt before. His huge cock feels nothing like the one or two of my fingers I’ve used on myself and I revel in the feeling of fullness.
There’s nothing that will ever compare to this moment, nothing.
Caine’s hand cracks down on my ass cheek unexpectedly. “Did I tell you to move?” His rough voice makes more of the wetness we’ve created together trickle down my thighs as my pussy clenches around him.
Hearing his groan of pleasure makes me tighten further, but before I can get used to the feeling, he slides out slowly. I whine, wanting him back inside, needing him back inside, but his dark chuckle tells me he knows exactly what I want and I pout because I know he won’t give it to me until he decides I’ve earned it.
He’s standing behind me, only the head of his dick still inside me. I bite my bottom lip, hiding my moan of pleasure as I try to push back, to take him deeper inside me, but his one hand on my hip halts me before I’ve moved more than an inch.
“Do you want to come?” He growls, his voice rumbling through me. I nod my head yes, knowing that if I try to speak it will come out as nothing but a moan.
“Words…” He hisses, grabbing my hair in one fist and pulling me up so my back is against his chest. The new position causes his cock to slip a smidge more inside me. Pain sears my scalp but so does pleasure as I rock against his cock, praying he’ll push all the way inside me soon.
“Yes daddy. I want to come. Make me come.” The words slip from my lips so easily it’s as if I’d been thinking them the entire time. A taboo lust runs deep as the word Daddy lights my body ablaze. Saying it makes me so hot I don’t even worry about whether he thinks calling him that is weird or wrong.
“Daddy huh?” Caine’s teeth nip at the side of my throat, my pulse pounding against the spot where he bites, heightening the need running rampant through my body.
Focusing on anything other than the feelings coursing through my body is difficult, but I manage a breathy, “Yes.”
As soon as the word leaves my mouth, he shoves all the way inside me and the sudden, unexpected orgasm that rips through me makes me scream. All I can concentrate on is his length thrusting in and out of my body. Each thrust is hard, and propels me forward, while his grip on my hair holds me in place.
I’m drifting somewhere between pleasure and pain, on the verge of begging him to stop, but also begging him to take me harder. He’s hitting something so deep inside me it almost hurts, but the pleasure is too great to concentrate on anything else.
The hand not holding my hair travels up from my hip to cup my breast. His thumb circles my nipple gently, the feeling so different from the way his hips are pounding into mine. The two sensations send my body climbing towards orgasm again. I didn’t know it could happen again so fast. I relax my body, pressing closer to him, but I don’t have the chance to get comfortable before his thumb turns into two fingers that pinch, pulling my nipple out and squeezing until it’s just on the edge of too much.
The longer he holds my flesh, the more my body stiffens. I’m right at the point where I’ll beg him to stop, promise him anything if he’ll just let go when he releases my puffy flesh, only to repeat the motion on my other nipple.
Without warning my body reacts, forcing me over the edge, my orgasm crests, slamming into me so powerfully my chest heaves as I gasp in fresh oxygen and sag against Caine’s sweaty chest.
“Come on baby… I ain’t stopping until you can’t speak, or walk… Your pussy…” He moans or growls I’m not sure which it sounds like more into my ear, “It’s mine. You’re fucking mine. All of you. Inside and out, and now I’m going to mark you as mine…”
Two hard thrusts later and he’s coming, his warm cum filling my pussy. I melt against him, relishing in this moment. He owns me, and now he’s possessed me like I always dreamed he would.
A sound outside the door pulls us apart, the knob twisting and then the door opening, but only briefly so that Caine can see who it is. When I lock eyes on the man in the doorway I know all my fantasies are really about to come true.