Page 16 of Maid for Daddy
Seeing Samuel flirt with Samantha ignites a fire in me, and I whisk her up the stairs without dinner. It’s time to seal the deal so there can be no doubt who she belongs to. Then, if my brother gets out of hand, he’ll do so knowing that he’s crossing a line. If he disrespects us that way, there isn’t a force in the universe powerful enough to save him from my wrath.
Samantha stands in the middle of the room and waits for me to lock the door and turn on the light. She turns to me and says, “I thought you were going to have me move into one of the other suites up here. Do you want me to sleep with you?”
I can sense her anxiety, so I try to dull the desire swelling inside of me long enough to provide her with some reassurance. “You can pick a room tomorrow, but for tonight, you’re staying right here.”
“But you said I shouldn’t worry about your brother.”
“You shouldn’t. This isn’t about him. This is about you and me. That’s all that matters now.”
“So me being in here is for you, then?”
“You’re damn right it is,” I say and lift her off her feet.
I carry her to my bed and lay her gently on the duvet. She puts her arms around my neck as I kneel beside her and taste her sweet lips. My hands roam the curves of her body, and she arches her back, welcoming my touch. “I need to know what it’s like to be inside you, and I can’t wait any longer to find out.” I strip her of her shirt and bra before she can even respond.
“I want to. I really do but you should know that I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“You mean sleep with the man your father sold you to? I didn’t think that ever happened to you before,” I answer as my hands travel to her waist and I remove her pants.
“No. I mean I’ve never slept with anyone.”
She winces as she tells me, but I have to stop myself from shooting a load in my pants when she says it. I’ve had my suspicions, but now I know for sure. She’s mine and mine alone. I remove my shirt and drop my pants, pleased with her reaction to seeing me naked for the first time.
“So, when I tasted your tits like this…” I pause to run my tongue across her nipples. “...it was the first time?”
“Yes,” she replies with raspy breath.
“And when I reached between your legs and fingered you? Was that the first time too?” I yank at her panties and tug them down her legs.
“Uh-huh.” She bites her lower lip and nods her head.
“And when I licked and sucked your pussy? Nobody’s ever done that to you before?” I slide a finger inside her and slap her clit with my wet tongue.
“Oh God, yes.” Her legs jerk, and she digs her fingers into my hair.
“Have you ever seen a cock before, baby girl?”
“A real one?” She shakes her head and looks down at my crotch. I take my cock in my hand and stroke it for her. “Sit up, sweetheart. I want you to touch it.”
She rises to a seated position, and I slide my dick across her tits, leaving a trail of precome in my wake, then I take her hand in mine and wrap it around my shaft. Her eyes grow wide when she realizes she can barely wrap her hand around it.
“You belong to me now. Do you know what that means?”
“I think so.”
“It means you’re my little girl. Mine. The same way I’m yours. You’re Daddy’s little girl.”
Eyes closed, she nods her head. “Yes, Daddy.”
I finger her into a silent frenzy. When she’s good and wet, I grab her legs, lifting her ass off the bed. I’m gonna take her on my knees so I can look down at her while I fuck her. She tenses up when she feels my tip inside her. “It’s alright, Daddy won’t hurt you. Take a breath and relax.”
I want to keep my promise to be gentle, but I’m not going to be satisfied until I’m balls deep inside her. I give her half my length in long, slow strokes while still fingering her tiny button. In no time at all, she sinks deep into her own pleasure, and I begin to thrust harder and deeper.
Nothing has ever felt as good as this girl wrapped around my cock. I’m sure nothing ever will. She moans and whimpers, and I know she’s on the verge so I slow down again and focus on flicking her bean. I almost lose it when her muscles tense around my shaft. She tries to muffle her cries, but as her juices flow, she loses control and the sounds of her pleasure strike me like lightning.
I pull out and spin her around, setting her on her knees. I pull her hands behind her back and clutch her wrists together as I enter her from behind. She’s awakened the beast in me, and I ram myself inside her as deeply as she can take me. I have to pace myself so I don’t come too soon.
“This is mine,” I grunt. “This little pussy belongs to me.”