Chapter 15

Les

She worea short white minidress with a purple belt, her legs were bare underneath and Les couldn't stop himself from wondering what else might be bare. Her feet were adorned with purple Go-Go boots with platform heels that raised her height by at least four inches. Rae-Rae's long blonde hair fell down her back with only the sides swept back and held in place by purple bows. The collar he'd given her so long ago was on her neck with the purple gem resting in the hollow of her throat.

She was stunning, but he couldn't get the words out just yet, so he simply handed her the bouquet and cleared his throat as she sniffed the blooms and exclaimed over the bear and lollipop inside the flowers before gently placing it on an end table.

Finally, the words came to him, gruff though they might have been, "You take my breath away."

"You like it," she asked as she took a little turn.

Seeing her ass barely covered made the beast in Les want to come out, but he kept it contained. Barely.

"That would be an understatement, baby."

"Good, Daddy," she said as she gave him and impish smile and proceeded to drain the blood from his head again with her next words, "I was hoping it would entice you to fuck me."

He'd heard her right. He knew he had, but still, he had to ask, "I'm sorry, what did you say again?"

Rae-Rae sauntered up to him and, standing on her tiptoes, placed her arms around his neck, lowering his head until she could press her lips against his ear to whisper, "I want you fuck me."

Holy shit, he was the luckiest fucker to ever live.

"We have a reservation, but you know what? We can get room service," he declared before taking her lips with his in a passionate kiss, while he backed her into the room again and shut the door.

Raelynn

Les'lips on hers sent her blood pumping fire through her body to pool at her core. The dampness she had gotten from being so bold soon turned to a flood that made her think she might not ever be able to wear these panties again.

He kissed his way from her lips to her neck, giving it a small nip with his teeth that left her needy and wanting more. Bent as he was, it was easy for him to grab hold of her thighs and lift her up. Backing her into the nearest wall, Les kissed her lips again with a hunger that spoke of need and dominance. He possessed her mouth until she relinquished control and all she could do was enjoy what he was doing to her.

Les wrapped her legs around his hips causing the little white dress to slip up her thighs until it showed half of her lace-covered bottom. When he ground his erection into her pussy, his jean-covered dick pressed on her clit. The feeling, so intense from the sheer material covering her, almost sent her flying right then and there. It had been so long since she'd had sex, she would probably go off like a rocket the minute he touched her there.

Les' hands slipped up her thighs and she locked her legs around him tighter so she wouldn't fall. As his hands found their way to her ass, she moaned when he squeezed her cheeks, and again when he lowered his hands until they were on the edge of the lace that circled her thighs and hips.

Les slipped his fingers under the material, exploring until he found her soaking wet pussy lips. Breaking his mouth away, he was slightly breathless when he said, "So wet for me, babygirl. So needy. You need Daddy to make it better, don't you, baby?"

All she could do at that point was nod and pant out, "Yes, Daddy. Please!"

"So polite," Daddy said as he got a good grip on her ass and walked her over to the bed. He laid her gently onto the mattress and wasted no time at all in divesting her of her undies. "As sexy as these are, they have to go now."

He seemed to have a bit of trouble getting the underwear over her boots, so he left them hanging from one foot and scooted her back in the bed so he could climb in between her legs. He slowly made his way up, kissing and sucking on both sides as he got closer to her core.

Finally, he was where she most wanted him to be, but he didn't do what she wanted yet. First, he hovered over her, taking deep breaths and blowing them out over her sensitive clit. "You smell so good. Better than I remember. I can't wait to taste this delicious pussy."

"Please, Daddy," she begged as she gripped his hair and tried to pull him in.

"Patience, sweet girl. Daddy wants to take his time and savor it." He looked up at her and said, "I've been waiting for this for twenty years. I won't be rushing anything."

God, why was that so hot? She'd barely finished the thought before Daddy's tongue licked her entire core from ass to clit and sent her head spinning. He circled her clit several times before dragging it lower and spearing her core, tasting all of her.

The action set off the sensitive nerves around her entrance, and as she had suspected, Raelynn exploded like a firework. Her orgasm caused her entire body to tense up and she shouted his name as he kept fucking her with his tongue, licking up all the juices flowing as a result of her orgasm.

Her core spasmed with aftershocks and still he kept going. He went back and forth on her, alternately flicking her clit, then fucking her with his tongue. Over and over, he repeated the pattern until she found herself on the precipice once again, but it was when he lifted her hips and flicked his tongue over her puckered back hole that she fell over into another mind-blowing orgasm. Stars danced in her vision, and she couldn't breathe. There was no shout when she came, only a breathless, silent scream.

Les

She tasted fucking delicious.And he'd told her she was better than he remembered. Les lapped up every drop of her honey until she came down from her high. That was when he backed off the bed, pulled out his wallet, removing the condom he'd gotten earlier in the hopes this might happen.

He quickly shed all his clothes and, holding just the condom, climbed back up between her legs. She was still in the same position he'd left her in, staring up at the ceiling in wonder. He must have done something right, so he smiled. He hoped it wasn't too smug, but he was on top of the world for making his girl orgasm so hard she couldn't move.

When he opened the packet, her eyes flew to him, and a hesitation was in her gaze. Les stopped short and asked, "Have you changed your mind? We can stop now if you have. I won't be mad."

"No! That's not it," she exclaimed quickly, "it's just..."

"What is it, baby?"

"Well, I haven't had any kind of sex in fifteen years. I um..."

"Finish what you were saying, baby. I need to know in order to make sure I do it right and don't hurt you," he encouraged.

"Well, I um... I-I h-haven't even um... put a, um... a toy in there."

"You haven't even fucked yourself with a dildo?"

That was a shock to him. Women needed to get off, even if they weren't with someone. That's why the toys he loved using so much were invented. They were great tools when pleasuring a woman to the brink of passing out, but they were originally meant for women to use on themselves.

Rae-Rae shook her head but said, "I have a bullet vibrator I use when I need to um.... you know... release some pressure or whatever. But it's the only thing I have. So, I'm not sure, but you might find cobwebs in there."

Les chuckled at her joke before leaning down and kissing her. "I'll keep that in mind," he said as he came up for air.

Les finished getting the condom out of the package and rolled it on. He used his cock to stimulate her, rubbing it over her clit and around her core, he didn't enter her until the condom was nicely coated in her arousal. When he finally lined himself up and pushed himself into her heat, Les gasped, then groaned. She was so fucking tight. He didn't think he'd last long. As he slowly pushed in and pulled out, sinking further and further into her channel, Les prayed he wouldn't embarrass himself.

Les bottomed out inside her at last, and he held himself there, allowing her to become accustomed to his size. He didn't move until he felt her moving, trying to gain friction. As he pulled out, almost all the way, she said, "I haven't had sex in a long time, but I'm not a china doll, okay? Don't go easy on me."

With those words ringing in his ears, Les gave one short nod before slamming home inside her. Raelynn shouted, "Yeeeeeeees," and he knew she wanted more. Les set a hard and fast rhythm, pumping in and out of her core with a force and speed that rocked the bed.

Rae-Rae grabbed his shoulders, her fingers gripping him so tight, he thought it might bruise. He didn't mind if she did bruise him. It would just be a reminder of this amazing experience.

"Yes, Daddy! Just like that," she repeated the same words again and again like a chant. At one point, he slipped out of her for just a moment and she whimpered at him. Actually whimpered, like a puppy denied a treat.

"Don't worry, baby. Daddy knows just what you need, and he's going to give it to you."

He slid back into her easily and resumed the punishing pace. He gripped her hips and lifted them, getting a new angle and hitting that special spot inside her with every thrust. The way her pussy gripped his cock was too good. Even through the condom, he could tell how hot and wet she was. It didn't take much longer before it became too much for him to resist.

"Daddy's gonna come, babygirl. I want you milking all the cum out of me when I do." He adjusted his hands so he could keep her lifted with his left hand as his right thumb began circling and flicking her clit. "Okay, babygirl, come for me. Come for me now!"

As if his words had ignited it, Rae-Rae's walls started spasming around his cock, her whole body tensed up, and her legs went taut, pointing high up at the wall because of the angle at which he held her. Her mouth was open as if she was screaming, but no sound came out while a flood of her juices coated his groin and balls.

Seeing her that way set off his own orgasm. His balls drew up, and he came so hard that, for a moment, he worried it would break the condom. Master Darek wasn't cheap in what he got for the guests, so it probably wasn't a problem. Maybe.

Les dropped down on his elbows, keeping himself up high enough not to crush her, as he declared in a low voice, "Way better than I remember."