The Snake and the Butterfly (15 pt 2)
Same crap as part 15...this is getting old quickly.
Since you were home alone you hadn't bothered with really covering yourself, you had on your panties and a tank top that maybe could only barely be called big enough to fit you...pants were straight out of the question for you right now so you didn't bother with putting them on again. When you hear someone knock on the door or your room you can't help but utter a rather unladylike string of curses before you get up off your bed and pull the door open just slightly to see who was there. You recognize the shoes first and then that oh so familiar smell hits you and you can't help but smile.
"Thought you had exams Daddy..." You open the door a bit more and step back so that he can come inside and its only when he does that you start to wonder if anyone saw him come here, one look at him and you don't care much though. You're so powered by hormones at this point that even smelling the cologne that he wears every single day has you aching for him to be all over you at once, and you can see by the way he's looking at you that he feels the same.
"I did..."
You close the door and lean against it for a short time, you try your hardest to keep yourself from acting out of line because you've been doing so well at it since your parents' house you didn't want to ruin it by not thinking and it seems Linton is in the same mindset the only difference being that he's been staring at your chest since he'd come inside. Its a very tense silence and when you go to break it you are surprised by how quickly you find yourself pinned against your door with his hands creeping up under your shirt, his lips practically devouring your own, and his hips keeping you where you were. He's all over you and it only makes that painful ache you feel between your legs get stronger, that time or not you want him to be inside you so badly that you don't care how he does it he just needs to do it. He almost acts like he's not had you in forever and while it maybe had only been a few days to a week-you'd both been pretty busy and rightfully stressed out-that was a long time to both of you given that in truth you two almost went at it on a daily basis. Even when you weren't necessarily in the mood he always had a way of getting you to the point that you were, this was not the case right now though, right now you didn't need any help. Right at this moment you wanted him to fuck you against the door for all you cared. You feel one of his hands slide down and your mind goes blank when it goes to work on you carefully and the only thing that brings you back to some semblance of reality is his voice, that is coming out much lower...like it normally did when he got like this. He's asking you how light and you aren't entirely sure what he means at first and as if right on cue you feel a slight cramp in your stomach and suddenly you feel a bit embarrassed but also still very turned on and ready for just about anything. You aren't quick enough to stop yourself from trying to push his hand away and once you realize what you've done you immediately apologize, he doesn't say much at first, pulls his hands away from you and puts one on the door so that he's leaning on it before he leans down to be eye to eye with you.
You feel him put his free hand through your hair and grab a hold of it though it's not terribly tight, he pulls your head back a little.
"You really should answer me when I ask you a question babygirl."
"I'm sorry Daddy..."
"You know there are ways around this little issue..."
You feel just a small bit of excitement at the idea, though you aren't entirely sure why it excites you. "Are you suggesting what I think you are Sir?"
He shrugs a bit. "Maybe not here...I know half of the people here know already but I'm not sure it's a wise idea to be showing it off like that...could go back to the house and make use of the shower." He pauses for a few seconds before he chuckles a little. "I mean if you really want to try this in the public shower...you know I'm game for about anything."
You try to act offended but fail at it, you can't not smile at him when he makes comments like that and he returns the smile before looking you over.
"First thing is first, pants on now...as much as I love seeing your ass no one else needs to see it."
You let out a overly dramatic groan before you walk towards where you pants are, he doesn't say anything about you mumbling because he is too busy trying not to laugh. As you bend over to pick them up you feel his hands on your hips before one hand slides down between your legs again and it suddenly is like you never got interrupted by embarrassment, it makes you let out a shaky breath before he pulls away and you grudgingly pull your pants on and get ready to leave with him.
In all honesty, you don't remember much of the walk, you don't even really remember a lot about getting into the house but all you can remember is practically getting thrown against the door as soon as it's closed hard enough that if you hadn't been so damn turned on it would have hurt. For every bit as ready as you are he is just as much and you can tell by how hard he's kissing you, how insistently his hands are sliding over any part of your skin that is exposed and definitely by how hard he feels against you. For your part the long ignored ache in your cunt had returned a thousand times stronger and you shamelessly try to grind your hips against him in an effort to relieve it a little even though you know that he hasn't given you any type of permission to do so. It seemed that the more you behaved the more lax he got in some areas, he wasn't like Simon in the idea that you had to always be a doormat of sorts when it came to sex, not that Sara was a doormat by any means...but Linton did genuinely enjoy when you fought back playfully...of course you always gave into him no matter, more and more it was less of the 'yes sir, no sir' type of thing though the dynamic was still essentially the same. When you get the chance to breath it's only for a few seconds before you feel him pull you away from the door and-much like that first time-lift you up over his shoulder before he turns and goes towards stairs. You feel your face heat up a bit from it, it always surprises you really because he definitely doesn't look as strong as he is...he's proven that time and time again really. He gets to the bathroom and puts you down on the ground, reaching out and pulling your shirt over your head before he has you up against the wall, he's back to kissing you and now that your shirt isn't hindering him he has both hands on your chest, kneading your skin while he invades your mouth. It's really a blur of hands and lips to you and before you really can comprehend what is going on he has you naked-along with himself-in the shower. He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you up close to him, pressing his lips to your forehead in a moment of softness, it makes you look up at him with a strange look but he just gives you a small smile like he always does and leans down to pull you into a slow kiss that starts to get a bit more heated when his hands start to wander. The water of the shower gives you both a small measure of confidence before he drops one hand down to your ass to give it a firm squeeze while his other hand slides between you to play over you almost teasingly. You feel sensitive and when his fingers make contact with you, you can' help but put your hands on his shoulders and jump a little, he keeps you close to him as his fingers work their way around your clit before sliding a couple of fingers along your folds, not attempting to push in though. You feel your fingers dig into his skin a little and before you know what you're doing you have your head against his chest trying hard not to push your hips down against his hand, he keeps rubbing his hand over you slowly until you lose the fight and start moving your hips along with him which makes him chuckle a bit.
You can't help the small sounds that come out of your mouth and even though you're aware of how they sound to you, he seems to enjoy them. He drops his head down to your neck and bites your skin a little before you feel him push those two teasing fingers into you and its all you can do to keep yourself upright, you don't think and push your head against him when you feel your legs tremble just slightly. He has no trouble with holding you steady as he picks up a lazy rhythm of pulling his fingers out of you and teasing you before pushing them back in deeply all the while keeping that talented thumb against your clit and making you fight off spasms of pleasure. He pulls your bottom lip between his teeth suddenly as he starts to thrust his fingers into you quickly, you let out a loud moan that almost seems to echo in the small bathroom as you feel your fingers slip over his skin...it feels so much more intense and you can tell that he's enjoying himself just as much from the way he's watching you. You feel him slow down again before he slides his free hand up your back to take a hold of your hair, pulling your head back and seizing you up into a series of hard kisses that get more carried away the more turned on he gets, you feel him slide his hand from between your legs suddenly and before you can question him or even make much of a noise you feel him deepen the kiss and slide both his hands down under your hips and lift you up. It surprises you so much that you let out a squeak when you manage to pull away from his mouth enough to make a noise though it's short lived when you feel your back hit the wall of the shower and his lips over yours again. You wrap your legs around him tightly, moving just enough that you can feel him graze you and it makes both of you let out a almost painful groan before he takes both of your hands in his and pushes your arms up over your head. He moves closer and leans into you, nearly growling against your neck when you feel his cock slide between your folds.
"Keep your arms up little girl..." You feel him let go of your wrists and you keep them up over your head which makes him give you a small kiss. "Stay like that for me babygirl."
Something in the way he says it makes you pull your lip between your teeth and if you weren't already warm and flushed you were sure your face would have turned red. You feel him lift you up a bit before he lets you slide down the wall slowly until you feel his cock fill you, you lean your head back and moan quietly attempting to move your hips but feeling his hands hold you still. He's not even moving and already you want to tell him how good it feels, because you can literally feel everything and that intense ache you felt was now a persistent throb that made you want to put your hands in his hair and start moving.
You keep your hands up though, and when he starts to move his hips there isn't any slowness to it. You had admitted it several times that you loved being fucked, a small part of you got off on being used like a whore and when he was ruthless with you it just made you want more. This was no different than any other time, he had a hold of your hips so tightly that you were sure there would be bruises, his face was buried into your shoulder, teeth dug into your skin, and if it would have been physically possible to do so you were sure that he could have broken the wall you were being pushed against with how hard he's pushing his hips up into you. You loved when he was gentle, when it wasn't just a quick fuck but on the other hand...there was something in the way that he did this that made you feel like these quick fucks, the frenzied and animalistic nature they had...it made you feel like you were the most desired thing on earth in that moment. You feel him shift his angle a bit and when he thrusts into you hard you throw your head back against the wall and let out a long and very loud cry, pushing down against him hard. You can feel him shift his feet and brace himself with his knees before he starts to ruthlessly slam your hips down against him, driving his cock into you hard and deep enough that it's just short of painful. Each push of his hips has you moaning a bit louder and it's getting hard to keep your arms up above your head but you force yourself to keep them there, he hits that spot inside you that makes your back arch painfully and your legs tremble and you can hear his moans getting louder between gritted teeth. Your legs and arms are on fire from the effort of keeping yourself in the position you're in and after a few more minutes you break down.
"Daddy please...I want to touch you..."
He slows his pace and leans into you almost fully, keeping his hips pressed against you hard and you let out an almost pathetic sounding but very frustrated noise.
"Please...please...I want to touch.."
You feel him let go of your hips and for a few seconds you panic before you feel his weight holding you up against the wall, he brings his hands up your arms, his fingers barely touching your skin until both his hands take a hold of your wrists, pinning them against the wall while he slowly grinds himself into you. You let out a half moan and tighten your legs around him, trying to push back but being stopped by his position. He seems to be contemplating what you've asked and just when you think that he is going to deny you he lets go of your arms, letting them fall down around his shoulders and grabs a hold of your hips again and starts up his fast pace again.
"You've been such a good girl..." The harshness of his voice makes your insides shake and you don't try to hold back when a hard thrust makes you scream out a curse and hug his head to your chest. He bites at the skin of your breasts and it makes you thread your fingers through his hair tightly as you feel that throbbing pleasure start to overwhelm you, when you feel him take a nipple into his mouth you arch sharply against him and hear him let out a low groan before he gives up on being playful altogether and buries his face into your neck, pushing himself into you harder and harder, you wrap yourself around him tightly and let out a loud cry each time he hits your spot dead on. The only noises in the bathroom are you two groaning and cursing, heavy breathing punctuated by your loud gasps and all of it echoing and making it ten times louder.
"Oh...god i'm so close..." It comes out as a hurried almost cry and it only makes Linton brace himself against the wall and give you every last bit of fervor that he had. When you hear him tell you to cum over him...it undoes you and it's all the more push you need before you feel like a massive shock shoots through you hard enough that you don't remember curling yourself around him tightly and pulling his hair hard enough that in hindsight it probably hurt like hell. You lock your ankles behind him and dig your knees into his sides letting out a high pitched squeal as you feel your body tense up painfully.
You don't remember him finishing really but when you manage to come back to the reality of your situation you realize just how hard you have him tangled in your limbs but you find yourself unable to let go of him yet. You can feel him breathing heavily against your skin, his fingers dug into your skin just as hard, you can feel his arms shaking a bit but when you try to put your legs down he stops you, mumbling against your neck. You manage to release his hair and when you feel your fingers touch his face you get a little overwhelmed by your emotions and don't think twice about putting your hands on either side of his face and making him look at you. He doesn't seem upset by it or even care that you're making him do something...he just looks at you the same way that you're looking at him, he's in a bit of a daze but the way that he keeps your gaze makes you want to kiss him, so you do and he doesn't resist. It takes a few minutes before he sets you down and even then he has to help you stay upright because your legs are shaking so badly, he doesn't seem to mind though...he actually seems to enjoy helping you out and any opportunity he has to keep his arm around you or even touch you he seems to enjoy, seems to take a bit of time with. When it is all said and done, each of you cleaned up and dressed he makes sure that you're ok and set for bed before he leads you back to his room. Now that the haze of your orgasm was gone you were in a bit of shock at what had just happened and while it wasn't something you felt the need to talk about you felt the need to say something...anything really, so when he fell back on his bed with you, you don't get comfortable right away.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing...just wasn't expecting...that."
He seems to ponder it for a few seconds before he looks at you curiously, the look combined with the way his hair is drying around his face makes just the nicest picture and you can't help the blush that shows up. "So...did it feel different?"
"It felt...amazing...Like, it normally feels amazing anyhow but...I could feel everything" You cut yourself off before you start to ramble on about it.
"So...this could be a thing in the future?"
"I hope so..."
When you see him give you a sly smile you shake your head at him and get comfortable, he always lets you curl up against him and when you take your place against his side, you put your head against his shoulder and sigh."
"Thank you Daddy."
"For?"
"Being here."
"Wouldn't want to be anywhere else."
You feel him put his face against the top of your head for a few short seconds and it makes you laugh, its a strange feeling you have when you lay down with him at night...you feel like you can be at your most vulnerable without him judging you and it puts you at ease quickly enough...even if you still felt like crap. You close your eyes and put your arm around him, it doesn't take long for both of you to fall into a deep sleep completely unaware of the fact that your phone has been going off.
Since you were home alone you hadn't bothered with really covering yourself, you had on your panties and a tank top that maybe could only barely be called big enough to fit you...pants were straight out of the question for you right now so you didn't bother with putting them on again. When you hear someone knock on the door or your room you can't help but utter a rather unladylike string of curses before you get up off your bed and pull the door open just slightly to see who was there. You recognize the shoes first and then that oh so familiar smell hits you and you can't help but smile.
"Thought you had exams Daddy..." You open the door a bit more and step back so that he can come inside and its only when he does that you start to wonder if anyone saw him come here, one look at him and you don't care much though. You're so powered by hormones at this point that even smelling the cologne that he wears every single day has you aching for him to be all over you at once, and you can see by the way he's looking at you that he feels the same.
"I did..."
You close the door and lean against it for a short time, you try your hardest to keep yourself from acting out of line because you've been doing so well at it since your parents' house you didn't want to ruin it by not thinking and it seems Linton is in the same mindset the only difference being that he's been staring at your chest since he'd come inside. Its a very tense silence and when you go to break it you are surprised by how quickly you find yourself pinned against your door with his hands creeping up under your shirt, his lips practically devouring your own, and his hips keeping you where you were. He's all over you and it only makes that painful ache you feel between your legs get stronger, that time or not you want him to be inside you so badly that you don't care how he does it he just needs to do it. He almost acts like he's not had you in forever and while it maybe had only been a few days to a week-you'd both been pretty busy and rightfully stressed out-that was a long time to both of you given that in truth you two almost went at it on a daily basis. Even when you weren't necessarily in the mood he always had a way of getting you to the point that you were, this was not the case right now though, right now you didn't need any help. Right at this moment you wanted him to fuck you against the door for all you cared. You feel one of his hands slide down and your mind goes blank when it goes to work on you carefully and the only thing that brings you back to some semblance of reality is his voice, that is coming out much lower...like it normally did when he got like this. He's asking you how light and you aren't entirely sure what he means at first and as if right on cue you feel a slight cramp in your stomach and suddenly you feel a bit embarrassed but also still very turned on and ready for just about anything. You aren't quick enough to stop yourself from trying to push his hand away and once you realize what you've done you immediately apologize, he doesn't say much at first, pulls his hands away from you and puts one on the door so that he's leaning on it before he leans down to be eye to eye with you.
You feel him put his free hand through your hair and grab a hold of it though it's not terribly tight, he pulls your head back a little.
"You really should answer me when I ask you a question babygirl."
"I'm sorry Daddy..."
"You know there are ways around this little issue..."
You feel just a small bit of excitement at the idea, though you aren't entirely sure why it excites you. "Are you suggesting what I think you are Sir?"
He shrugs a bit. "Maybe not here...I know half of the people here know already but I'm not sure it's a wise idea to be showing it off like that...could go back to the house and make use of the shower." He pauses for a few seconds before he chuckles a little. "I mean if you really want to try this in the public shower...you know I'm game for about anything."
You try to act offended but fail at it, you can't not smile at him when he makes comments like that and he returns the smile before looking you over.
"First thing is first, pants on now...as much as I love seeing your ass no one else needs to see it."
You let out a overly dramatic groan before you walk towards where you pants are, he doesn't say anything about you mumbling because he is too busy trying not to laugh. As you bend over to pick them up you feel his hands on your hips before one hand slides down between your legs again and it suddenly is like you never got interrupted by embarrassment, it makes you let out a shaky breath before he pulls away and you grudgingly pull your pants on and get ready to leave with him.
In all honesty, you don't remember much of the walk, you don't even really remember a lot about getting into the house but all you can remember is practically getting thrown against the door as soon as it's closed hard enough that if you hadn't been so damn turned on it would have hurt. For every bit as ready as you are he is just as much and you can tell by how hard he's kissing you, how insistently his hands are sliding over any part of your skin that is exposed and definitely by how hard he feels against you. For your part the long ignored ache in your cunt had returned a thousand times stronger and you shamelessly try to grind your hips against him in an effort to relieve it a little even though you know that he hasn't given you any type of permission to do so. It seemed that the more you behaved the more lax he got in some areas, he wasn't like Simon in the idea that you had to always be a doormat of sorts when it came to sex, not that Sara was a doormat by any means...but Linton did genuinely enjoy when you fought back playfully...of course you always gave into him no matter, more and more it was less of the 'yes sir, no sir' type of thing though the dynamic was still essentially the same. When you get the chance to breath it's only for a few seconds before you feel him pull you away from the door and-much like that first time-lift you up over his shoulder before he turns and goes towards stairs. You feel your face heat up a bit from it, it always surprises you really because he definitely doesn't look as strong as he is...he's proven that time and time again really. He gets to the bathroom and puts you down on the ground, reaching out and pulling your shirt over your head before he has you up against the wall, he's back to kissing you and now that your shirt isn't hindering him he has both hands on your chest, kneading your skin while he invades your mouth. It's really a blur of hands and lips to you and before you really can comprehend what is going on he has you naked-along with himself-in the shower. He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you up close to him, pressing his lips to your forehead in a moment of softness, it makes you look up at him with a strange look but he just gives you a small smile like he always does and leans down to pull you into a slow kiss that starts to get a bit more heated when his hands start to wander. The water of the shower gives you both a small measure of confidence before he drops one hand down to your ass to give it a firm squeeze while his other hand slides between you to play over you almost teasingly. You feel sensitive and when his fingers make contact with you, you can' help but put your hands on his shoulders and jump a little, he keeps you close to him as his fingers work their way around your clit before sliding a couple of fingers along your folds, not attempting to push in though. You feel your fingers dig into his skin a little and before you know what you're doing you have your head against his chest trying hard not to push your hips down against his hand, he keeps rubbing his hand over you slowly until you lose the fight and start moving your hips along with him which makes him chuckle a bit.
You can't help the small sounds that come out of your mouth and even though you're aware of how they sound to you, he seems to enjoy them. He drops his head down to your neck and bites your skin a little before you feel him push those two teasing fingers into you and its all you can do to keep yourself upright, you don't think and push your head against him when you feel your legs tremble just slightly. He has no trouble with holding you steady as he picks up a lazy rhythm of pulling his fingers out of you and teasing you before pushing them back in deeply all the while keeping that talented thumb against your clit and making you fight off spasms of pleasure. He pulls your bottom lip between his teeth suddenly as he starts to thrust his fingers into you quickly, you let out a loud moan that almost seems to echo in the small bathroom as you feel your fingers slip over his skin...it feels so much more intense and you can tell that he's enjoying himself just as much from the way he's watching you. You feel him slow down again before he slides his free hand up your back to take a hold of your hair, pulling your head back and seizing you up into a series of hard kisses that get more carried away the more turned on he gets, you feel him slide his hand from between your legs suddenly and before you can question him or even make much of a noise you feel him deepen the kiss and slide both his hands down under your hips and lift you up. It surprises you so much that you let out a squeak when you manage to pull away from his mouth enough to make a noise though it's short lived when you feel your back hit the wall of the shower and his lips over yours again. You wrap your legs around him tightly, moving just enough that you can feel him graze you and it makes both of you let out a almost painful groan before he takes both of your hands in his and pushes your arms up over your head. He moves closer and leans into you, nearly growling against your neck when you feel his cock slide between your folds.
"Keep your arms up little girl..." You feel him let go of your wrists and you keep them up over your head which makes him give you a small kiss. "Stay like that for me babygirl."
Something in the way he says it makes you pull your lip between your teeth and if you weren't already warm and flushed you were sure your face would have turned red. You feel him lift you up a bit before he lets you slide down the wall slowly until you feel his cock fill you, you lean your head back and moan quietly attempting to move your hips but feeling his hands hold you still. He's not even moving and already you want to tell him how good it feels, because you can literally feel everything and that intense ache you felt was now a persistent throb that made you want to put your hands in his hair and start moving.
You keep your hands up though, and when he starts to move his hips there isn't any slowness to it. You had admitted it several times that you loved being fucked, a small part of you got off on being used like a whore and when he was ruthless with you it just made you want more. This was no different than any other time, he had a hold of your hips so tightly that you were sure there would be bruises, his face was buried into your shoulder, teeth dug into your skin, and if it would have been physically possible to do so you were sure that he could have broken the wall you were being pushed against with how hard he's pushing his hips up into you. You loved when he was gentle, when it wasn't just a quick fuck but on the other hand...there was something in the way that he did this that made you feel like these quick fucks, the frenzied and animalistic nature they had...it made you feel like you were the most desired thing on earth in that moment. You feel him shift his angle a bit and when he thrusts into you hard you throw your head back against the wall and let out a long and very loud cry, pushing down against him hard. You can feel him shift his feet and brace himself with his knees before he starts to ruthlessly slam your hips down against him, driving his cock into you hard and deep enough that it's just short of painful. Each push of his hips has you moaning a bit louder and it's getting hard to keep your arms up above your head but you force yourself to keep them there, he hits that spot inside you that makes your back arch painfully and your legs tremble and you can hear his moans getting louder between gritted teeth. Your legs and arms are on fire from the effort of keeping yourself in the position you're in and after a few more minutes you break down.
"Daddy please...I want to touch you..."
He slows his pace and leans into you almost fully, keeping his hips pressed against you hard and you let out an almost pathetic sounding but very frustrated noise.
"Please...please...I want to touch.."
You feel him let go of your hips and for a few seconds you panic before you feel his weight holding you up against the wall, he brings his hands up your arms, his fingers barely touching your skin until both his hands take a hold of your wrists, pinning them against the wall while he slowly grinds himself into you. You let out a half moan and tighten your legs around him, trying to push back but being stopped by his position. He seems to be contemplating what you've asked and just when you think that he is going to deny you he lets go of your arms, letting them fall down around his shoulders and grabs a hold of your hips again and starts up his fast pace again.
"You've been such a good girl..." The harshness of his voice makes your insides shake and you don't try to hold back when a hard thrust makes you scream out a curse and hug his head to your chest. He bites at the skin of your breasts and it makes you thread your fingers through his hair tightly as you feel that throbbing pleasure start to overwhelm you, when you feel him take a nipple into his mouth you arch sharply against him and hear him let out a low groan before he gives up on being playful altogether and buries his face into your neck, pushing himself into you harder and harder, you wrap yourself around him tightly and let out a loud cry each time he hits your spot dead on. The only noises in the bathroom are you two groaning and cursing, heavy breathing punctuated by your loud gasps and all of it echoing and making it ten times louder.
"Oh...god i'm so close..." It comes out as a hurried almost cry and it only makes Linton brace himself against the wall and give you every last bit of fervor that he had. When you hear him tell you to cum over him...it undoes you and it's all the more push you need before you feel like a massive shock shoots through you hard enough that you don't remember curling yourself around him tightly and pulling his hair hard enough that in hindsight it probably hurt like hell. You lock your ankles behind him and dig your knees into his sides letting out a high pitched squeal as you feel your body tense up painfully.
You don't remember him finishing really but when you manage to come back to the reality of your situation you realize just how hard you have him tangled in your limbs but you find yourself unable to let go of him yet. You can feel him breathing heavily against your skin, his fingers dug into your skin just as hard, you can feel his arms shaking a bit but when you try to put your legs down he stops you, mumbling against your neck. You manage to release his hair and when you feel your fingers touch his face you get a little overwhelmed by your emotions and don't think twice about putting your hands on either side of his face and making him look at you. He doesn't seem upset by it or even care that you're making him do something...he just looks at you the same way that you're looking at him, he's in a bit of a daze but the way that he keeps your gaze makes you want to kiss him, so you do and he doesn't resist. It takes a few minutes before he sets you down and even then he has to help you stay upright because your legs are shaking so badly, he doesn't seem to mind though...he actually seems to enjoy helping you out and any opportunity he has to keep his arm around you or even touch you he seems to enjoy, seems to take a bit of time with. When it is all said and done, each of you cleaned up and dressed he makes sure that you're ok and set for bed before he leads you back to his room. Now that the haze of your orgasm was gone you were in a bit of shock at what had just happened and while it wasn't something you felt the need to talk about you felt the need to say something...anything really, so when he fell back on his bed with you, you don't get comfortable right away.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing...just wasn't expecting...that."
He seems to ponder it for a few seconds before he looks at you curiously, the look combined with the way his hair is drying around his face makes just the nicest picture and you can't help the blush that shows up. "So...did it feel different?"
"It felt...amazing...Like, it normally feels amazing anyhow but...I could feel everything" You cut yourself off before you start to ramble on about it.
"So...this could be a thing in the future?"
"I hope so..."
When you see him give you a sly smile you shake your head at him and get comfortable, he always lets you curl up against him and when you take your place against his side, you put your head against his shoulder and sigh."
"Thank you Daddy."
"For?"
"Being here."
"Wouldn't want to be anywhere else."
You feel him put his face against the top of your head for a few short seconds and it makes you laugh, its a strange feeling you have when you lay down with him at night...you feel like you can be at your most vulnerable without him judging you and it puts you at ease quickly enough...even if you still felt like crap. You close your eyes and put your arm around him, it doesn't take long for both of you to fall into a deep sleep completely unaware of the fact that your phone has been going off.