Sheriff Daddy’s Unforgettable Little by Jess Winters

CHAPTER NINE

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Celeste

I was done playing around.  The whole reason I suggested the movie day was so I could finally get him to take me.  He didn't seem to get the idea, though, and I couldn't stop wondering how I was going to finally break the ice and get him to take me already.  When he finally snapped, I was both happy and relieved.  I was surprised about the fact that he jerked off after I fell asleep, but I was growing more and more excited by the second, especially after he peeled his shirt off his body, revealing his well toned body.

As soon as I took off my shirt, all restraint left us both, and I was finally ready to let him have me.  The time for talk was over, and I quickly pulled off my pants and let them drop to the ground next to the bed.  He groaned as I climbed back onto the bed and laid down on the comforter, my eyes locked on him as he smiled down at my naked body.

"You're so damn beautiful," he said as he unbuckled his jeans.  "I don't know if I should fuck your brains out or get a good taste first."  I smiled as I shook my head at him.

"Neither," I told him as I moved over towards him.  "Instead, I want to get a taste first."  Before he could stop me, I freed his massive throbbing cock from the confines of his briefs and stuck it in my mouth.

He gasped in surprise, but I didn't hesitate even for a second.  Instead, I sucked him all the way into my mouth, letting the head of his massive cock brush the back of my throat before starting to withdraw, mimicking the motions of thrusting.  He groaned as he stood there, completely and totally at my mercy thanks to my touch as my tongue danced along the vein on the underside of his cock while I sucked at the head as it moved in and out of my mouth.  It wasn't long before he stopped me by putting a hand on my forehead, stilling my body before I could continue my movements.  As soon as he had, I took him out of my mouth and looked up at him.

"Is everything alright?" I asked, and he shook his head as he stared down at me with a glazed look in his eyes.

"I had to stop you there," he told me.  "If I let you continue like that, I would have cum in your mouth and wasted the seed."  I gave him a mischievous grin as I tilted my head at him.

"And if I was willing to let you cum in my mouth?" I asked, and he seemed taken back by my question.

"I still would have stopped you," he finally told me.  "I told you…  I don't like to waste my seed."  With that, he pulled me to my feet.  "On the bed.  I want to finish you off."  I was about to protest when he pushed me down to the bed, and I realized exactly what he meant by that.

As soon as he pushed down onto the bed, he knelt down, lowering his face towards my hips.  His lips grazed my body as he dipped his head lower, and I gasped when they came in contact with my lower parts.  As if afraid he hurt me, he paused and immediately lifted his head to look at me, but I had closed my eyes and arched my body, making it easier for him to access every part of me.  Immediately, he buried his face between my legs and got to work, his tongue working on the outside of my body before delving into my sex.  I cried out when he intruded on my body and laced my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer so that I could feel him a little deeper in me.  His tongue was warm, wet, and well practiced, even though his movements were torturous.  I wanted more, but his tongue could only reach so far, so I squirmed and gripped the comforter, doing everything I could to get him deeper in me.

"Please," I begged between moans as I attempted to turn things to my advantage.  "I need you…  I need you now."  He pulled his head free from my lustful death grip and smiled up at me.

"Is that so?" he asked as he started to sit up.  "You don't think you can cum this way?"  I shook my head.

"I don't know if I could," I admitted as I stared at him.  "All I know is I need you.  Please…"  With a gentle chuckle, he nodded and rose to his feet.

"On your knees," he instructed me, and I rolled over without hesitation, my body humming from the need that had been brought on by the anticipation.

Before I even had a chance to situate myself on my knees, he was already at work, positioning each part of my body like a sculptor working with clay.  I didn't resist, nor did I fight his instruction.  Instead, I allowed him to move me as he pleased, and, soon enough, I was positioned the way he wanted.  He took his cock and rubbed the head at the entrance of my sex, which was still soaked in my juices from his tongue work.  This was it…  This was when he finally claimed me as his.

He slid into my body with the greatest of ease, a gasp escaping me as he filled my body with himself.  When his ballsack gently smacked into the soft skin of my bottom, I knew he had reached his full potential inside me, and I let a loud moan escape me.  He didn't once hesitate as he immediately set to work, thrusting with swift and strong movements into my body, the sound of his body hitting mine mixing with our assortment of moans and groans to create a sort of musical melody as he gained momentum.  It felt better the harder he went, and I couldn't contain myself.  Instead, I let each and every sound be heard, and he never once moved to quiet me down.

"Shit," he cursed after what felt like an eternity of bliss and pleasure brought on by the rough sex.  "I'm about to cum."  I lifted my head up off the bed in an attempt to look over my shoulder at him.

"Cum for me," I moaned, the tension building inside of me as well.  "I want you to cum inside me and make me yours."  He slammed into me, desperately reaching for release before letting out a primal grunt as he held me close to him, his hot seed spilling into my body.  When he gave his final thrust, the tension inside me burst, and I felt my body start to collapse onto itself as I rode the waves of pleasure that followed the explosion as my body clung to him, trying to take him deeper in me.

"That was amazing," he said as he pulled out and laid down on the bed beside me.  I nodded in agreement as I laid down on my belly, exhaustion making my entire body feel as though it was made completely of jelly.

"I wish I could live in this moment for the rest of my life," I told him as I took a moment to fully process the way my body felt.  He smiled as he looked over at me.

"You could," he said as he stared at me.  "If you marry me, that is."