Ineffable 1

I sip my glass of red wine as I watch you from the kitchen play your video game on the edge of the sofa. We spent the evening with my family, and I am thankful for the peace and quiet after the chaos. I was in my head the entire time thinking about how I woke up with you between my legs eating me for breakfast. The way you bit my clit as I came. The sound of your groans as you watched me fall apart for you.

Replaying the scene was torture and made it impossible to focus on anything else. I teased you any chance that I got and whispered my needs in your ear as we sat at the dinner table in the crowded restaurant. Your blue eyes darkened like a storm with dilated pupils as I grabbed your cock and gave it a squeeze as you carried on a conversation with my Dad. The look of warning you gave me excited me to my core making it almost impossible to retract my hand. My punishment came soon enough when you ordered me go to the bathroom and strip my panties off from under my dress and bring them to you. You held them in your pocket until we got to the car and used them for a gag to shut me up as you fucked me senseless in the backseat. Thank God for tinted windows.

You hold your bottom lip between your teeth lost in concentration. You're dressed in pajama pants, and I'm clothed in your absent t-shirt. Your hair is still damp from the shower, and I crave to run my fingers through it as I straddle your lap and ride you slowly. Staring into your eyes before kissing your lips and making my way to your jaw and down your neck. My mouth waters thinking about the taste of your skin against my tongue. My pussy does the same. Always so needy for you.

I pad my way through the darkness, the only light coming from the tv, and make my way in front of you. You pause your game instantly and set the controller aside. Your eyes find mine as you study me with concern. "What's wrong babygirl?" You ask. Your hand reaching out to caress the back of my thigh.

I shake my head. "Nothings wrong. I just want you, Daddy." My voice is soft and innocent.

Your hand leaves my thigh as you slide back on the sofa. "Come here." You whisper, your voice cracks slightly.

I climb onto you, careful not to spill the glass of wine I still hold in my hand. Your cock is already hard against me when I settle my ass down on it. You watch as I bring the glass to my lips and fill my mouth. I close my wine lips together and don't swallow as I reach over to place the glass onto the side table. I gently tilt your head back against the cushion before my mouth finds yours and I give you the drink I'm holding. You swallow and then begin to kiss me.

Your tongue teases mine, and I'm suddenly drunk on the taste of you. My body arches into your touch when your hands slither under the front of the shirt I'm wearing until they are full of my breasts. You squeeze before teasing my nipples between your fingers. Our kiss deepens, and I can't refrain from moving against your hardness.

You break away from me and pull the shirt over my head and I hastily toss it aside when I get it off my arms. I lift up slightly so you can work your pants down enough to free your cock before I settle down onto it slowly. I moan when your hand finds it's way around my throat. You use the grip to pull me to your lips again, and it remains as we get lost in our kiss.

Kissing you is like free falling from a cliff into the ocean. The closest thing to having wings and flying. Your tongue dancing with mine is equivalent to the waves of the ocean claiming my body when I finally land, but I only fall deeper into it. Just as I fall deeper into you.

Your hand leaves my neck and traces down my body. I arch my back slightly when your finger pushes inside of me, and gasp for air like I've finally swam my way to the top of the water. High on the rush.

High on you.

You fuck me with your finger before spreading my wetness around my sensitive clit. "Are you sore from earlier?" You ask with genuine sincerity. I crave this gentle side of you just as much your darkness.

"A little, but I'm ok." I reassure. You slapped my clit in the backseat until I cried, begging you to fuck me again. The wetness of your cum made the sting more intense like the perfection of spanking a wet ass.

Your eyes hold mine once more as you take the finger that's wet with my essence into your mouth. You groan like it's a sacred treat. It's yours, and only yours Daddy. "I need to be inside of you." You say with a raspy voice laced with your exigency.

"Please." I beg.

You waste no time before you grab your cock and slowly push inside of me. Your eyes never leave mine as they imprint further into my soul. Nothing needs to be said. It's ineffable.

I remain still for a moment and take in the feeling of you swelling harder inside of me before I begin to ride you slowly. You caress my cheek with your hand, and I lean into your touch. "I'm so lucky you're mine." You praise. Your words glitter over my body like a delicate touch running down my spine. My heart thunders in my chest when you give me the softest of smiles.

"And I'm thankful to be yours Daddy."

My fingers get lost in your hair as my lips find their home onto yours. We swallow each other's moans as if they are a necessity for survival. Everything in this moment is perfection. Our everyday worries seize to exist as I find my peace in you. Every thought in my mind is silenced like a miracle drug that no scientist can ever replicate.

You kiss down my neck, sucking and biting along the way. Marking my skin with evidence of this juncture. I pull your hair gently, pushing your mouth deeper into the action. I can't get enough of you, and I'm not sure I ever will.

My climax begins to build as the rush of endorphins flood my brain. You grip my hips and force me to remain at my slow pace when I try to ride faster. "Keep it slow." You command. "And cum for me. Feel every wave of it."

I obey and sway my hips back and forth in a leisurely rhythm. Your cock hits all the perfect spots inside of me, and I soon feel my orgasm in every part of my body. It forces its way through me like a flood when a dam is broken. It's almost overwhelming, but I don't falter the sway of my hips.

My head is pulled back by the gentle grip you now have on my hair. "Look at me as I cum. I want you to see what you do to me." You groan.

"And don't you dare fucking stop."

I feel your body tense against mine and soon you are lost in your pleasure. I keep my eyes fixated on yours, and watch as you struggle to keep them open as you cum. Your cock pulses inside of me, and I feel the gift of your seed marking me. I ride you until I've milked every drop with greed, squeezing my walls around you.

"That's my good girl."

I rest my head on your shoulder and peck your neck with a soft kiss as you remain inside of me. I wish I could crawl into you because I can't seem to get close enough. My body shakes with a shiver as you draw delicate circles on my back as our breaths finally settle.

You pull your head back and look at me and place a kiss on my forehead. "Want to play with me?"

I smile and I nod my yes. I'm terrible at every game we've played so far, but your patience is impressive.

You smile back at me like an excited little boy. "I'll get a blanket and your controller if you want to go get cleaned up."

"Sounds perfect."