Her eyes fluttered open as she woke with a broad smile sprawling across her face. She turned her head slightly to the side to allow him better opportunity to give the sweet, soft kisses up and down her jawline and neck that had woken her up. A small giggle passed through her lips, and she turned to angle her hips toward her lover’s body. She parted her lips to speak, and he responded by putting his hand to the side of her face, stilling her greeting. It started with a silent, gentle pressing of lips against lips, but grew steadily to panting and slight moans of pleasure, both desperately clinging to one another as if circumstance could suddenly rip them apart.
Pushing himself up, he kneeled and hovered over her, and grasping her wrists, pinned his love’s arms down above her head. Grinning, he leaned down to nibble and whisper huskily into her ear a single word. “Spread.”
She gasped and bit her lip, and parted her knees obediently and happily as he slid between them, devouring the sight of her quivering with anticipation of what she knew was coming. Not willing to spoil the fun he was having seeing her squirm quite yet, he took his throbbing dick in his hand and ever so gently pressed it against her dripping opening. Even at this, her head jerked back and she gasped as if a bolt of electricity passed through her.
Eyeing him with confusion at his hesitation to take her, she lifted her hips and attempted to shimmy down onto him. One stern, wordless glance from him halted her in her place as she relaxed down again, now chewing her lip and mewling softly with desire.
Now enjoying the torment, he moved his cock slowly up and down her slit between her soft lips, eliciting a squeak every time he goes near either her sensitive button or velvet opening. . . until he could no longer control himself.
Lining himself up with her core, he pushed into her with one firm, smooth stroke. As expected, her jaw dropped, and her back arched sharply off the mattress as a throaty cry sprung from her lips. The initial tinge of pain was momentary and not at all unpleasant as he opened her up with long, fluid strokes.
They communicated their bliss only through primal moans and breathy grunts as need arose in him. Not just to orgasm, but to possess her; to mark her as his more fully than possible in any other way. His jaw clenched as he sent his fire deep into her, irrevocably claiming her to be his as she simultaneously felt waves of her own orgasm surge through her from head to toe.
Spent both physically and emotionally, he released her hands and allowed himself a controlled collapse on top of her, relishing in the contrast between her pillowy porcelain breast and soft hips and his firm, lithe form. After panting wordlessly for a moment in recovery, he raised his head, brushed her hair off her brow and kissed her supple, flushed lips until he slid to the side to cradle her more gently. Only then, looking into his eyes with an exhausted glow, and with that twinkle that charmed him in ways only she could manage, did she giggle and softly say “Good morning, Daddy.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11sw90j/good_morning_mdom_lovers_daddy_soft
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Oo. This was very nice, and very hot. Well done.
Mmmmmmm very hot.