Jesse’s Story by Rosa Mink
Chapter 5
Maddie
Heat envelops me and I sigh, enjoying the warmth because I’m always cold. Mom has hot flashes and turns the air all the way up, which then pisses off Dad unless he’s drinking heavily, and it ends up causing more fights. If it’s warm, then Mom must have gone out. But how could that be? She’d never let me sleep in while she leaves the house.
I sit up quickly as what happened comes back to me. The last thing I remembered was being curled up against Jesse’s strong chest at the park, feeling safe and warm, and tired.
“It’s okay, baby girl,” Jesse’s deep treble soothes, hands coming up to rest on my now bare arms. I glance down seeing the tank top that covers me before I look back to Jesse in question. A low moan falls from my throat when I see him. His chest is bare, and the sheet is resting low on his hips. I’m afraid to know if he’s naked under it and yet I also want to know. Need to know if I blocked out something last night because how the hell could someone block out losing their v-card?
“What…where are we?” I ask, starting with that not ready for the answer to the ‘what happened’ just yet I don’t think.
“My condo here in town. My parents’ place is a bit further out and I liked being close to the office. It’s only about two blocks down,” Jesse says, bringing me down to lay next to him. “You were worn out last night. You slept like a baby against my chest the whole walk here from the park. Kayla got your shoes and stuff off and I went down to order dinner. You were still sleeping when we tried to wake you for it and decided to just let you rest. Julie and Serena stopped by with some clothes since they knew I was bringing you here, and Kayla got you all tucked up. I came up about midnight and you were still dead to the world. It’s about seven now,” he adds with a glance at the clock next to him.
“I slept for like twelve hours?” I ask, shocked to bits as he nods. “I’m so sorry, I just…I don’t…”
“You don’t sleep well at your parents’ place,” he states, and I nod. “Kayla mentioned you’re usually a light sleeper.”
“I wake to anything.” So why didn’t I wake last night? How could I have fallen asleep on him at the park with all that noise around us?
Jesse brushes the hair from my face, smiling at me and oh my god, it hits right in the chest. “Your body, your mind knew you were safe, baby girl. You were safe in my arms, and nothing was going to hurt you, letting you sleep as you should. I put you in my bed for two reasons. One, it’s where you belong,” he says, that smile growing and holy shit, I’m so wet, and not wearing panties.
Actually, I’m not even wearing shorts. I’m in a nightie and totally bare beneath it. I am so going to get you Kayla.
“Two, you were wrapped in my scent even if not in my arms still and it let you know you were still safe. Kayla is downstairs. She’s safe and so are you,” he adds brushing a kiss to my forehead. It’s so soft and sweet and I want to soak in every moment of it, of him. I want to climb his body as well though and it has my head lifting, settling my lips on his pulling a moan from him.
“More,” I tell him when he pulls back, his hands gripping my waist tight. “I want more of you, Jesse. I’ve never felt so hungry in my life.”
“I’ll make you come, baby girl, but I’m not taking you until you’re fully mine,” he says, confusing me, but it fades almost instantly when he lifts me over him, settling my naked core against his unfortunately boxer clad dick.
He takes my mouth stopping any questions I could pose, his tongue tangling with mine. His hand slips down between us, finding my clit while he shifts me on his cock, back and forth, his hips lift building me up to it almost instantly. A hoarse cry slips up my throat and Jesse pulls his lips from mine, making me whimper.
“Jesse…”
“Come for me baby girl. Let daddy take care of you.”
My body explodes, a scream buried against his chest as I crash into him, warmth spreading beneath me as he grunts. It’s hot as hell and more than I ever imagined in any little game I played. Never once did I think that phrase could be sexy but holy shit, I’ve never come like that.
My hands clutch at his chest, my lips pressing into his warm skin, as I drag in deep breaths. His scent filling me, making me hungry all over again and I can’t help myself. I sit up, letting my hands slip along his incredible body. His pecs are firm, and he lets out a little hiss when I scrape my nails against them. It becomes louder as I move down his chest, over his abs, my mouth now tasting every little grove of muscle under his skin.
When I reach his sticky boxers, I look up his chest, seeing his eyes shut tightly, his neck tense. “Can I touch you here, daddy?”
An electric shock hits me straight in the clit as the name falls off my tongue. I can’t help but rub my thighs together trying to ease the ache that grows as his gaze meets mine.
“Do you know what it means to be my baby girl? For me to be your daddy?” he asks, the names making desire pool even deeper inside me. “It’s not just a kinky game to me, Maddie. No one’s been my baby girl until now. Until you.”
“Tell me.”
His hands lift me up, bringing me over his chest, cupping my face. Every time he touches me, I feel it deeper, want him more, but god, the softness of it, wraps around my heart and refuses to let go.
“It means I protect you, from everything bad that could hurt you. I give you everything you want. I take care of you, all of you. Every last need you have is mine to fulfill. Whatever those needs are,” he adds, his lips brushing over my eyes, making them shut. “If that’s loving you soft and sweet, then that’s what daddy gives his baby girl. If it’s getting you off fast because you need it so bad you hurt, then that’s what daddy does. If it’s spanking your little ass because you do something bad, don’t listen to something that keeps you safe, or because you talk bad about yourself, then that’s sure as fuck what daddy’s going to do.”
“And what does daddy’s baby girl get to do?” I ask, barely breathing with as hot as I am again. I guarantee that not one single little game I come up with could ever top what he just said, top his hold of me as he said it.
“Enjoy being spoiled, adored, fucked,” he adds with a growl against my ear. “Loved entirely, in every way. What you want you get. If that’s daddy’s cock in your mouth, then it’s yours without needing to ask. You never have to ask permission for touching daddy. Baby girl gets full control over daddy the same way daddy gets full control over baby girl.”
“Keep talking and I’m going to come again,” I tease but it’s true. I am so hot, so close to the edge listening to him it’s not funny. Everything he’s said I want. No, it’s more than want, I need it. Now that he’s said it, unleased it, I’m craving it.
“Some days daddy will tease you straight to the edge and keep you there. Some days daddy will make you come so much you’ll beg him to stop,” he continues, his hand slipping over my ass and down to my pussy. He softly pets it, spreading my juice all over my clit and I scream as it pushes me over again.
I swear I do not come this easily. I’ve never been able to get off without one of my fantasy games. But this isn’t a fantasy. Jesse’s big hard body is under mine, his hands on me, and I can’t get enough of it.
His lips brush over my face again, still petting my pussy, and I shake at the intensity of it all. “Daddy’s going to fill your pussy with hot cum, coat it with it so it travels up into your belly and makes it grow.”
“Jesse!” I gasp clutching his shoulders.
“You want that don’t you, baby girl? To carry our baby inside you, then have it in your arms, love it, while daddy holds you both, loves and protects you both. However many you want. When you want them. Daddy will give everything to you.”
I’m teetering at the edge again, unable to believe it. His words are like he reached inside me, pulled the deepest fantasies from me, and is putting them right within my reach. The games I played were for fun, but the dreams, night and day, those were always the same. Being surrounded by little kids in a huge backyard, held by someone who loved me.
“Tell me,” Jesse says softly, holding my gaze. “Tell me what you want, baby girl.”
“That…all of it.”
“It’s yours, Maddie, now tell me your dreams. What are they? What do you want the most?”
“To be loved, by someone strong, and our kids…four, five, I don’t care,” I get out, crashing when his fingers tease my g-spot. I can’t stop the scream that comes with it. He’s the one that gave it to me so it’s only right it’s his name. My daddy.
Jesse picks me up, carrying me into the bathroom and turns on the shower, before stripping both of us. I barely have to lift my head to get his nipple under my mouth, and I tease one then the other before moving lower. When I start to drop to my knees, he picks me up, moving until he’s sitting on the bench, then gently sets me down with a kiss.
I don’t stop this time. His hard cock bobs in my face and I lick around his head as my hand reaches up, holding him. He’s too big for me to wrap around with my hand and a little worry fills me as I look up at him.
“It’s okay, baby girl. There’s no rush to get all the way in your little pussy. It’s going to be a tight fit, but you’ll take it.”
“Daddy knows best?” I tease before wrapping my lips around him. It stretches my mouth open to get him fully in, but I love it.
“That’s right baby girl, daddy knows what’s best. He knew only baby girl could satisfy his cock and kept it all for you. Just like you kept your pussy all for daddy.”
God damn, his smile and words make me moan, and his cock pushes further into my mouth. It’s so full of him I can’t even try to utter a word of agreement. There’s only showing him.
I suck and stroke until his body tenses, his breaths heavy and I pull back. His hands grab for me, and I slide up over his lap. My knees settle over each side of him, kissing him when he starts to speak. By the time I pull back, he’s an inch deep inside me, making me feel full already.
“Maddie, not like this,” he says, trying to lift me off his cock.
“Daddy said he’d give his baby girl anything she wanted. And baby girl has had a dirty fantasy about having her cherry popped in the shower. Not in a soft bed. But having it taken hard and raw in the shower because you couldn’t stop.” Likely because the shower’s the only place where I’d get enough privacy at home to try to get off but I’m not telling him that.
“That’s what you want, baby girl?” he asks, and I nod. “Then we do it my way.”
My hold loosens a bit, surprised that he’s letting me. It gives him the opportunity to lift me off him, making me pout.
“Don’t worry, baby girl. If you want me to pop your cherry now, I’ll do it. Just know, that once I’m buried deep inside you, that’s it. You’re mine for life.”
“Show me, daddy. Show me I’m yours.” The words come out on a moan, and it only deepens when instead of kissing me, he moves me under the hot water and starts washing me clean.
