12. Lita

twelve

lita

His head dropped into the crook of my neck, and I felt his mouth on my sensitive flesh almost immediately. I moved to give him better access, and he gifted me with a long, wet lick that made my toes curl. His thick almost too long cock slipped out of me almost all the way, and I clenched my muscles tightly to hold his tip inside of me.

"Daddy," I whined. His cock jerked a little deeper inside of me. He loved it when I called him that almost as much as I loved saying it.

"You're mine, little girl. Today and always," he grunted darkly, and before I could take a full breath, he started to work my body roughly.

Giving me exactly what I had been begging for.

He showed me who I belonged to until there was nothing but him inside of me. In my mind, heart, and soul.

Daddy Ford was relentless.

Like a wild animal thrusting in hard, harder than I'd thought was possible, making sure he slid right against the spot inside of me no one had ever reached. A spot I'd never felt come alive, even with the toys I'd tried out in the past.

"Ford." My hands wrapped around him. My nails dug into his back, and I knew I was close. I knew he was, too. I had no idea how. This was our first time, but maybe it was more than our bodies coming together. Maybe our souls had met in other lives in the past, and we were finally together, finally finding home together.

"Baby!" I cried. "Ford. Daddy!" My voice cracked, and when he pulled back, his eyes bore into mine.

"Come." That one little word sounded almost inhuman, but like a good girl, my body listened and did as he asked. The highest of highs rushed through me, making me thrash beneath him as I met each thrust and my pussy clamped around him.

"Fuck!" His lips crashed to mine, and we swallowed each other's sounds.

By doing so, we almost fed our spirits through whatever deeper connection we seemed to have. My sex gripped his thick manhood and relaxed only to tighten again. I kept at it. I milked him until I felt his release. Ford filled me from the inside out. Warmth shot inside of me. Once, twice, four times. When he was done, he didn't move. He stayed planted deep inside of me. His mouth left mine as his hands brushed my sweat-soaked hair out of my face. Daddy's beautiful hazel gaze connected with mine, and before I could ask what was wrong, his mouth dipped down and kissed my cheek. First the right then the left, and then he licked my face. I giggled and relaxed.

"You're incredible, Lita." He kissed the underside of my jaw before pulling back to look at me again. "I love you." I could see the worry in his eyes, and I couldn't help myself. I smiled. My hands cupped his face, wiping the sweat away, too, and I blinked.

"I love you, too," I whispered back, completely sincere. "I've never… I've never felt this way. I've never came close to it."

"I know. Me too." He shook his head, and his nose brushed against mine. "You're mine, baby."

"I love that," I whispered, and before I knew it, we were kissing softly.

Our mouths explored the other at a leisurely pace. Taking things slower after having taken the edge off. He was insatiable as he kissed and loved my body throughout the rest of the night. Magically making my body sing time and time again.

By the time the sun rose, we were both exhausted. Ford pulled me into his side, holding me close while he drifted off to sleep. All I could do was smile. I felt excited about the future. Quietly snuggled into him, I thought about the night when something he'd said drifted through my mind.

A couple of things that didn't make sense.

You've had bigger lollipops than that in your mouth. That one little thing, as hot as it had been, repeated in my head. I taste-tested goodies on my social media. I had been transparent about that. Ford had even helped me shoot content and find locations for us to try together. But the lollipop he'd mentioned had been a post I'd made before he moved in next door.

A post I remembered because I'd had to take it down after lewd comments made by a troll. In hindsight, I hadn't thought about the shape of the candy or how phallic and sexual it had looked. I hadn't filmed myself eating anything that shape again.

But there was no way he would have known about it.

Not if we met when he moved in. It made me realize he knew me a lot better than he had let on.

You deserve better.

You don't know who you're tying yourself to.

A slew of other warnings bounced around in my head. And for some reason, instead of being scared of the man who was holding me close like I was priceless crystal even while he slept soundly, it only made me more intrigued.

Right or wrong, I was in love with Ford.

And with that in mind, my eyes closed peacefully, and I rested soundly through the night like I had never done before.