Love's Breath
Sweet. Beautiful. You rose from sleep to the warmth of our bed. Your lungs filled; your young heart beat softly now - softly - at peace. Lying on your belly, you felt the weight of the blankets, the softness of your pillow. You smiled and stretched - your eyes still closed - how lovely to be so wet between your legs - and a little sore.
You felt my hands grip your waist firmly from behind. Firmly, but, at the same time, tenderly. You felt my weight shift on top of you, pinning you down. You felt my hard cock pushing - and you obediently spread.
You squealed as I entered you. One slow luxurious stroke. Deeply impaling you.
"My Little Love." I spoke softly. "My very Own."
"Yes, Shujin - Daddy. I am yours."
Then, a slow fuck as you rode the waves of your excitement. Slow and strong and deep. And all the time pinning you down with my weight - holding you tight with my strong hands.
You mewed and squirmed. You thought about how those strong hands would always be there to hold you. They were there to keep you safe. They were there to protect you and please you and to take pleasure from you - to use you.
You groaned, "Yessss." It felt so good to be taken this way. "Oh, God! Yessss."
I was keeping you on the edge. You whimpered. "Pleeeease."
"Soon, Little Girl."
"Pleeeease. I need it. I need it now." But my pace was steady. And you were rising - rising like I wanted you to.
"Hush, Kitten. You're not ready yet."