11. Ford

eleven

ford

I'd tried.

I'd warned her.

I'd told her that I wasn't the man she thought I was, and my sweet angel still invited me inside. There wasn't a shred of self-control or patience left inside of me. Not only had she skipped on wearing a bra—I watched her tits bounce with every breath all night; her sweet stiff nipples had also been begging for my attention, tempting me all night—but my little brat was bare beneath that sexy little sundress she'd put on to tease me with.

My girl's little cunt bare and accessible for my touch.

Whatever happened tonight was all her fault.

She had driven me past my breaking point. The moment she opened her door, I picked her up, swallowing her sweet little yelp and giggle, and kicked the door shut, letting the darkness of her house cloak around us, making it feel like we were the only two people in the world .

But then again, that's how it had felt since I'd first seen her.

"How far?" I grunted roughly. My hands drifted below the skirt of her dress and came across the evidence that proved my suspicions. I'd been right. Nothing but silky-smooth plump skin met my palm. My hand squeezed her bare ass cheek, and she moaned into my mouth.

"How far can I take this tonight, baby girl?" I pressed her body against the wall and repeated myself. "How far, Lita?" Her eyes met mine, and the passion I was met with almost took me down to my knees.

"Nothing is off the table," she answered like my perfect good girl. I couldn't help myself. I grinned like the cat who was about to eat the canary.

Nothing is off the table. I shook my head and ran my tongue over my teeth. She had no idea what she'd agreed to. No idea of the lines I would push and the boundaries I'd cross. The ones I already did. She was all I could see, hear, and want.

Nothing else mattered to me than Lita and making her mine completely.

My grip on her ass tightened. "You sure, baby?" I found some small sliver of a sane person inside of me. Some kind of clarity before I let myself drown in the madness of need I felt for my sweet angel.

"Positive." She shivered, and her hands rubbed my chest. "I want everything with you, Ford. Please?—"

"Shh." My nose brushed hers, and our breaths mingled together into the sweetest scent. "I got you," I whispered roughly. "Today. Tomorrow. Always." I pressed my lips against hers with every word I enunciated.

I could feel the battle inside of her.

I was coming on strong, but there was no other way I could be. She needed to know. One last warning on my part to seal her fate with mine in that very moment.

"Last time," I rasped, my mouth watering to finally claim her. "Last chance for you to stop this. To give yourself some time to think about what is about to happen. About how your life's going to change if we do this," I rasped and felt her little tongue peek put and lick the seam of my lips.

My mind spun with how the hell I was going to start this.

Will I take her nice and sweet, gentle almost?

Will I be a savage and punish her for driving me to the edge of despair all these months?

"I don't need one, Daddy." At the confidence dripping from her voice, my mind went blank. "I want you. Only you. Any way you want me."

And just like that, my heart soared.

The thing inside of me pounded his chest in victory. She'd given me the green light, and I wasn't a man who hesitated. I stepped back even though everything inside of me was yelling at me to keep her within reach.

She looked up at me adoringly with those wide brown eyes of hers, and my hand rose between us slowly, making sure not too move too quickly. I didn't want to frighten her with my need. But I should have known better. Lita had been made for me like I'd been made for her. She didn't flinch. She didn't blink. My girl simply moved into my caress, closing her eyes, and rubbed the side of her face against my palm with so much trust it left me humbled.

"Good girl," I praised. I didn't dare blink. Too afraid of missing an expression on her face. Fuck me, my sweet little girl was so fucking open and giving. Everything she felt or thought was always written across her face, but in that moment, it was amplified.

"You're so fucking pretty, Carmelita." When I pronounced her full name, her eyes fluttered open to look at me, and before she could say a word, my hand dropped and I pointed at the floor between us.

"Get on your knees, angel." My voice sounded strained in my ears through the roaring rush of blood circulating through me. I felt like an animal. Feral and running on nothing but primal instinct.

I exhaled with a sharp hiss when she did as I'd ordered. Watching her slowly drop to her knees as she looked up at me felt better than any dream I had ever had of her. And because I was a bastard, a daddy unhinged, I pushed her further.

"Take your tits out for me, baby." I didn't try to hide the demand in my voice. My hands fisted tightly at my sides. The temptation to do it for her was almost too great. I watched her pull on the neckline of the sexy dress she was wearing, and her breasts popped out like a bountiful offering. My chest rose and fell faster than before. "Fuck," I cursed under my breath. "You're exquisite."

My tongue ran over my teeth, and my eyes soaked up the plump flesh of her tits. Lighter than the rest of her tanned skin, I could make out the tan lines of her upper torso. Nothing was prettier, sexier, than those contrasts before me. The way her tan shoulders seemed to glow gold beneath a paler skin of her luscious breasts and then the dark way her fat nipples seemed to be silently begging for daddy's attention.

"Fucking gorgeous, Lita. Just look at you." She shivered under my gaze but didn't move.

Her obedience, submission, was like a drug to me. One I knew I would crave as much as I already craved her sassiness. I loved Carmelita, my Lita , more than life itself. There wasn't a side of her I didn't adore.

"You're going to be my good girl, aren't you, honey?" I drawled out slowly. She nodded happily. Her eyes hooded as she stared up at me. "Good. Take daddy out. You've made him hurt for way too long, pretty baby."

The tips of her fingers ran up my thighs slowly. My body felt like a live wire, electric and ready to explode. Her small, dainty hands undid my belt and popped button after button of my jeans. When she undid the last one, my greedy little minx didn't wait for further instructions.

She pulled me out of my boxer briefs. I was so hard my dick sprung forward and almost bounced off my abdomen.

"Ohmygosh," she whispered with awe, and I swear I felt a droplet of cum bead at my tip .

"Lick it, Lita. Lick my dick like one of those candies you like to video yourself eating," I gruffly mumbled, and my sweet innocent girl was no longer in front of me. She was all sex kitten as she licked her lips, leaving the plush pillows of flesh I couldn't wait to feel wrapped around me all nice and glossy.

"You're so big," she exhaled breathily. My nose flared.

"Quit fucking around. I've seen you eat lollipops bigger than me." Her eyes flared and her head tilted slightly when our gazes connected, but she didn't say a word.

She simply moved forward, wrapping both of her hands at my base before bringing my cock to her lips and fucking finally licking me. That first brush of her rough tongue against my hardened flesh would be seared into my memory for the rest of my life. I knew it like I knew grass was green.

"Fuck," I exhaled roughly as my girl kept taunting me. Teasing me with small flicks of her tongue around the base of my mushroom tip. "Good fucking girl," I growled, and before I knew what I was doing, my hand moved to her head. My fingers tangled in her wavy strands, and I managed to get a good hold of them. "Take me deeper in your mouth, baby girl." Her eyes flashed with glee.

"Yes, Daddy." That little sentiment was like a fucking shot of adrenaline to my balls as they drew up almost painfully tight.

She opened that pretty mouth of hers, and the hot, wet cavern of her mouth felt like heaven on earth. I knew it was the closest I would ever get, and fuck me, I would take it. The silky wet heat of her mouth drew all sorts of noises out of me. I was unrecognizable to myself with the shit that was slipping past my lips.

"Fuck, Lita! Shit," I strained as her head bobbed up and down, taking me little by little into her mouth.

Every stroke was met with her hands and nothing but the saliva of her mouth as lubricant between us. Fucking hell, I'd never felt so fucking close to coming after having her mouth on me for what felt like eternity and a minute all at once.

"Just like that," I howled. She mewled and groaned around my girth, the vibrations tipping me closer to the edge of bliss. Her mouth was too nice and sloppy for me to stop.

I couldn't. I felt like a savage unleashed.

I pulled her head back, and our eyes connected. Her dark ones glittered with unshed tears from trying to take me deeper. Like an asshole, I wanted to make them glassier. I wanted to ruin her, watch her become a mess in front of me.

"Open wide," I grunted. Lita opened her mouth, and with my free hand, I dipped a finger in her mouth. "Suck," I demanded, greedily. My cock jerked and strained to get closer to her, get her mouth back on him, but he was going to have to wait. My curvy beautiful girl was a handful, but she was also tiny and going to need to be trained and stretched to take me the way I needed her to in that moment.

Slow , a voice whispered, but I batted it away .

Slow would have to be for later. I'd give it to her sweet and slow soon enough. I'd worship and savor and love every inch of her with my last breath. But right then and there, I needed more.

I needed her to take care of me the way she had made me crave her.

"Wider," I clipped through gritted teeth and stuffed another two digits into her mouth. When her gag reflex reacted, I soothed her, "Shh, it's okay, baby. You got this. We just gotta get you used to my fingers before you can take daddy's dick the way he wants." She fucking purred around my digits. I smirked at her. "You like this, don't you?" I watched her closely for any slight hint she didn't like what I was doing.

My knees almost buckled beneath me when she simply fell into step, doing exactly what I wanted, no, needed her to do.

"Fuck, you're perfect. My perfect little slutty baby, aren't you?" She nodded as she sucked and drooled around my digits. Sloppy slurping sounds were like a hit of something strong. "Jesus Christ, I could come like this. Watching you take my fingers in your mouth. But I need more of you." I pulled my fingers from her mouth, and she gasped for air before she greedily moved back to my cock. My hands clenched around her scalp when she wrapped her wide opened mouth and took me deep in an earth-shattering thrust.

"Fuck!" I gasped, choking for breath. My toes curled. I had to focus and focus hard on not bending over her to force her to take me even deeper. I could feel the back of her throat start to clench up around me as she gagged and moaned. But fucking hell, my girl took me like a goddamn champ.

"Just like that, little girl," I panted. My hips thrust back and forth on their own accord, and I was seeing stars. "Empty my balls," I gritted. "Empty them, baby, fill that pretty tummy with my come."

Then it happened almost all at once.

She strained to take me a little deeper, and I lost control. My release plowed through me, and all I could do was hold her head against me, forcing her to take the stream of seed that flooded her mouth and jetted down her throat. I gasped for air by the time my hand fell from her head, and I leaned against the wall. I watched her wipe her mouth with the back of her hand. Lita stared up at me with adoration in her dark gaze. Like I had just rocked her world and not the other way around.

"Jesus Christ, little girl." I sounded hoarse. I had no idea how I still had the energy to stand after she'd sucked my soul through my dick and made me come so hard I thought my heart would give out.

I leaned in and fireman picked her up. She squealed with a giggle that had my dick coming back to life. The girl in my arms was like my very own Viagra.

"Ford," she giggled, and I shook my head. My hand lifted the skirt of her dress and smacked her bare ass.

"You know what to call me when it's just the two of us," I grunted.

"Daddy, you're going to hurt yourself. I'm too heavy." That little comment deserved another smack on her ass, and I happily gave it to her. I started to walk through her house. My steps didn't falter as I hurried straight to her bedroom without direction.

I tossed her onto her bed and watched the way her tits that were still drawn under the neckline of her sundress bounced.

"Take that fucking dress off before I rip it off you," I brusquely demanded, but for some reason, my girl didn't move. She simply stared at me from where she was, her tightly beaded nipples pointing harder toward me than ever. "I'm not playing here, little girl," I warned but with the way her eyes sparkled, I had a feeling it was falling on deaf ears. "If you like that dress, I recommend?—"

"Promises, promises," she whispered with a challenging gaze.

I tsked and stayed still, daring her to react. I could see the way her thighs pressed together, like she was so horny and wet she needed something, anything, to give her relief. And by God, I would be it. I couldn't wait to get between them, bury my face and drown in her sweetness.

"One," I started to count. When she swallowed hard, I smirked. I loved knowing she could probably taste me when she did. "I get to three, little girl, you won't have a fucking shred of that dress left to cover your body, much less ever wear it again," I warned. Instead of obeying like she had been and taking it off, my little brat simply lay there .

Lita stared up at me, waiting for me to make good on my threat, like a sweet little brat.

"Two." She lifted her body up on her elbows, but I knew she wasn't going to take that dress off.

She was going to get punished so fucking good, my balls started to fill with another load.

She wanted me to rip it off, so that's exactly what I did.

The moment "Three" slipped past my lips, we both stilled for about half a second before I pounced. She tried to flee, but through her giggles and moans as I reached for her, grasping at the hem of her dress, I knew she wasn't terrified. She wasn't even mildly scared of me and the big bad wolf inside her daddy.

No, not my girl. My girl was getting off on it.

She met everything I put in her way with enthusiasm.

We struggled playfully for a couple of minutes until, true to my word, the moment my hands grabbed the hem of the skirt of her dress, I tore it up the front and didn't stop until it was in two and my hands glided up her luscious flesh. I'd never thought about tan lines being sexy or a kink, but fuck me, everything about Lita's curvy body made my mouth water.

I pushed her thighs apart, and before she could breathe, I dove in. Licking and sucking her pretty, trimmed pussy. Her flavor burst on my tongue, and I had never tasted anything better. I laved at her and loved the sounds she made with every brush of my tongue.

"Daddy!" she cried out, and when I brought not one finger but two to her entrance, she made the sweetest little impatient growl.

"You want this, don't you?" I kissed her mound and looked up at her as I shifted her legs, making sure her knees were over my shoulders. "I'm gonna finger-fuck and lick this tight, little cunt until you're about to come."

"Please, Daddy!" she begged beautifully.

"But you're not coming on my tongue or fingers." Her eyes flashed, and I knew she was about to argue with me. Before she did, I slid both digits inside of her. "Look at you, so fucking wet for daddy." I groaned and dipped my head down lightly, circling her fat swollen clit with my tongue. "Did my baby get off on giving me head?"

"Oh god, Ford." Her legs opened wider.

"Mmm, you taste so good."

"Please, Daddy."

"Nu-uh," I chastised. "You're coming on my cock the first time, you understand?" I brushed my nose against the inside of her thigh while our eyes locked. "You come close, sweetheart, you gotta warn me. You gotta tell daddy to stop. If not, I would hate to punish you." And to make sure she understood, my thumb skimmed her anus. She clenched, and I could tell by the sweat starting to form on her brow and the way her breathing shallowed that she wasn't against it.

"You going to be daddy's good girl?"

"Always."

"Fucking perfect answer," I growled and started following through on my promise.

My fingers worked her cunt while my tongue lashed and loved her clit and labia. There wasn't a part of her I would leave untouched by my mouth by the time the sun rose. She was so fucking wet my fingers didn't find any resistance despite how tight she was. I brought her close but pulled away from letting her orgasm over and over. My hand ached and my tongue was tired, but I was relentless.

I needed her to be addicted to me.

I needed her to know only daddy and daddy alone could make her see stars.

By the fourth time I'd brought her up and down the edge, I pushed off her. I'd already taken everything off by then, and when my body covered hers, my lips found hers and I sunk into her deep, wet heat. Her cunt sheathed me and clenched. Her fingers dug into my back, and I tried to hold still.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," I cursed. "Please tell me I didn't hurt you, baby."

"You're just— oh god! So big. Daddy's so big."

"To fuck you better, angel," I grunted. I moved slowly. When her soft cries turned to moans, I knew she was fucking ready. "Look at you." I glanced down between us. Loving the way her breasts and belly bounced with every stroke I took in and out of her body. "Taking daddy all the way." Sweat coated our skin, but I didn't stop. "Such a fucking good girl for daddy."

"Oh god! Yes." She nodded. "Daddy, please… I need faster," she purred. Sweat dripped off my forehead.

"Any faster, I'll break you in two." She shook her head and pulled me back against her. I loved that our skin was slick with sweat and the way her breasts pressed against my chest.

"You won't, you won't break me," she stuttered a hairsbreadth away from my mouth. "Harder, Daddy," she shamelessly begged. I fucking loved how she asked for what she wanted.

"Show me," she gasped, and my brows bunched.

"Show you what?" I loved hearing her talk dirty and ask me what she needed so easily. My cock started to thicken further inside of her, and when her eyes flashed, I knew she felt it. "Show you what, baby girl? What do you need daddy to teach you?" I goaded.

"How good you can fuck me." Lita bit her bottom lip. "Show me who I belong to."

And that broke me.

My woman never had to ask me that.

Not every again after tonight. I'd make sure of it.