I pulled up to you standing there on the sidewalk waiting for me. Posted up against a wall like you didn’t have a care in world. Red sweatshirt. White hat. A fuckin smirk because you knew I would make that 2 hour drive without question. I know you’re just as nervous and excited as I am.
I park the car, trying to calm the butterflies that have been building. Increasing with each mile passed. Last minute look over in the mirror for the hundredth time, wanting to impress but knowing you’ve seen me. I can feel your eyes on me. Watching my every move but waiting for me to make that first step. I can see your hands clenching, wanting me to just hurry the fuck up and get out of the car.
Finally, I make my way towards you. Avoiding your eyes, looking down until I’m in front of you. A hand, your hand, finds my chin, “Look at me” you say. I look up at you, searching your face for disappointment and not finding any. “Hi”, I say, throwing my arms around your neck and pushing my entire body into you. Craving the closeness, the feeling of another body pressed up against mine as you wrap your arms around me.
A simple hug. A first touch. It’s all it takes to confirm that my body needs more of you. It needs all of you. I had told myself it wouldn’t be more than a hug, but I can’t help it. My head nuzzles into you and a soft moan escapes my lips.
“Baby girl”, you growl.
The next thing I know, you have us switched and I’m pinned against the wall. My heart racing, my breathing heavier in anticipation of what was next. You move my hands above my head, holding them in place while you grind into me. Another moan, this one louder.
Fuck it.
Lips on lips. A growl. A release of hands. My hands to your head. Yours to mine. Passion flooding between us. Clashing teeth. Nips and bites of each others lips. Fighting for power, knowing it’ll be me who submits. And submit I do.
Your hands pull my head to the side, baring my neck to you. A neck that is quickly covered in you. Bites. Nips. Licks. A pause when you see someone else’s mark on my skin. A chuckle as you begin to leave yours just next to it. My eyes roll and somehow you know. You pause and take a step back. “What was that baby girl” you ask, but the sparkle in your eye leaves me believing you know exactly what happened. A coy smile dances across my face with a silent shrug. “Yeah that’s what I thought” you whisper.
It was then I started looking around. We were going to need a round before getting in the car. But I also knew it wouldn’t sate me. I would be left needier for your cock. The devotion I wanted to give, the worship that could only be given from my knees was all I could think of.
Fuck it.
To my knees. Just a taste. Surprised at my boldness, but also not giving a fuck, I pull the cock I’ve been fantasizing about out from your jeans. A groan escapes you as skin touches skin. I lick my lips, ready for a taste. A slow introduction is in order as I take your cock in my mouth, holding the base with my hand. I swirl my tongue around the head, carefully getting every inch covered. I make sure to pause and look up at you right before taking as much as you as I can. Slowly making my way to the base, mouth open, tongue out, hoping my nose will touch. Working my way around your cock, feeling it harden even more in my mouth. Fuck that feeling is intoxicating. I lose myself on your dick. Changing my tempo from slow to fast, deep to shallow, suck to lick. Looking up at you as I worship you cock, thanking you for all the kind things you’ve said to me. Wanting to please you more than anything. I know this session is purely a devotional one. The hands that have gone into my hair at some point hold a little tighter as you pull me off your cock. Mutual groans of frustration mix in the air as you pull me up from my knees. “Hotel. Now.” You command, looking straight into my eyes.
Fuck it.
“Yes, Daddy” I courageously say back to you. Loudly owning, giving, the name I once said I’d never call you.
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