“Damn, sweet thing, I’ll hardly be able to get the tip in.” I lick over her clit, and she moans. “Look at how good you’re doing.”

“It’s so full.”

I shake my head and smile. “Just you wait. There won’t be an inch that I don’t own.”

She rocks her hips forward and pushes her pussy toward my mouth. My innocent girl is already begging for it, and I can’t say no.

As I slide my fingers in and out, I suck on her pussy lips one at a time and then roll my tongue over her clit. She cries out, arching her back, and I have to hump the bed to get some relief. When she cums, I pull my fingers out of her and replace them with my tongue. I want to eat her orgasm and feel her clenching for my cock. I’m so fucking hard that I’m smearing cum all over the bed as it leaks from me.

When I’m sure the last of her orgasm is finished, I climb up her body and move my cock between her legs. Her pussy lips are so fucking soft as I swipe the swollen head of my cock between them. Her hips jerk when I rub cum over her clit and then do it again. She’s so fucking wet that I can’t help but dip my cock into her opening just a tiny bit, enough to wet the head. Then I get greedy and keep it there while I jack my hard length off. I don’t know what’s come over me, but I’m possessive as fuck right now, and I need to do this. I’ve got to put my cum on her and in her, and this is the only way.

“More,” she moans, placing her hands on my chest.

I look into her eyes as I start to cum, and I clench my jaw tight as waves of pleasure shoot out of my thick shaft and into her. Her breath catches, and she must feel the hot release inside her. That’s when I watch as she cums again just from this dirty tease, and I fall on her like an animal.

I’m kissing her with the taste of her pussy still on my mouth and the head of my cock inside her. It’s not everything I want, but it’s enough to take the edge off.

“Now go to sleep,” I say against her lips before I kiss her again. “I’ll take care of you, sweet thing. You don’t have to worry about anything ever again.”

Chapter Seven

Tracy

Cozy is the first thing that comes to mind as I start to wake up. I’m wrapped in warmth, and I never want to move again. I try to fight the need to get up, but I know there’s so much to be done. All I want to do is stay right here a bit longer. My alarm isn’t going off, and my whole body is more relaxed than I can ever recall before now. When did my mattress turn into a fluffy cloud with sheets of pure softness?