Page 93 of Under His Control

Watching it and feeling it makes me moan and squeeze around him. Jacob groans again and rocks his hips with more force but not any faster.

Every thrust hits harder inside me and I lie back on the mattress, arching my hips to take his deep thrusts.

“Play with your tits for me, baby. I love watching you do that too.”

I obey without hesitation, cupping and squeezing my breasts. It feels good tugging on my nipples. It feels so much better when Jacob does it.

He slides his hands down my thighs, his hungry gaze fixed on me. Jacob has never hidden how much he loves my body. I love my body too though there are days when the insecurity is so strong, I can only see what I think are imperfections.

It’s a rush how Jacob always looks at me like he’s been blessed with something invaluable, his touch just as worshipful.

“Fuck… looking at you makes me want to pound this pussy...”

He hooks his arms under my thighs, lifting them and holding me vulgarly spread. Then he leans forward to pound his cock into me. I moan in abandon, swept away by pleasure.

My pussy is his.

My body is his.

“I’m yours, Daddy,” I gasp without thinking.

He groans. “Yes, sweetheart, you’re mine. All mine.”

He bends over me and gives me a deep kiss that’s somehow tender yet desperate. Like he’s pouring everything he has into it even as he’s burying himself into me.

I slip my hands from my breasts and wrap my arms around his neck. I return his kiss, giving him more of me than just my body.

He pumps into me, his harder, deeper strokes pushing me toward the edge. I’m panting and trembling, sweet tension building between my legs. Then it reaches the highest point and I’m falling over.

“Ohhh... Daddy... oh… my… god…”

My eyes squeezed shut, I’m shuddering hard as my pussy spasms around Jacob. He gasps, trembling on top of me.

“Oh fuck... nngh… baby...”

A vibrator on my clit feels great but… oh my god… coming on Daddy’s cock is a thousand times better.

His thick, hard flesh sliding within my squeezing walls makes me achieve a level of bliss I’ve never felt before. It was fantastic when I came on his face but, somehow, the man topped himself.

He’s shuddering too, gasping swears under his breath, his flesh pulsing inside me. He yanks himself out of me as my climax subsides, his breathing laboured as he lays on top of me.

His cock is slippery with my wetness between us. He kisses my lips then presses another on my chin.

“Holy fuck… I barely made it…your sweet little pussy almost made me end things too soon.”

Jacob rolls us onto our sides and sweeps his hand down my back in a gentle caress. He cups my ass and squeezes as he nuzzles my neck, his facial hair tickling my skin. My breasts are already a canvas of his lovebites but he adds more.

I’ve experienced two different sides of Jacob since I came to Wenora. The mean one who bent me to his will and the sweet one who holds me and kisses me like I’m the most important thing to him.

Jacob pulls my leg over his hip then reaches between us and guides himself to my entrance. We groan together as he thrusts into me slowly, deeply, pushing his hips until he’s buried all the way inside me again.

He holds my gaze, his eyes half-lidded as he fucks me slow. I cup his face and slide my thumb back and forth over his cheek.

This position is more intimate than when he’s on top of me, and the way he’s looking at me makes my heart beat faster. There’s no question I’m falling in love with him and I’m scared of that truth. Our past is awful, our future murky at best. It would be stupid to hope for anything more than my short time in Wenora.

He moves his hips faster, pumping into me, then rolls me onto my back again so he could fuck me harder.

“I’m so close…” he groans.