《We Were Meant to Be》71 | not so safe word
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Nevaeh takes off her sleepwear in front of me, which makes me take off my shirt in a blink of an eye. The sight of her bare naked in front of me makes me lose my mind again. I just can't wait to feel the warmth of her skin.
Hold your fucking thought you fucking pervert, I remind myself.
This is not the time to rush. This is the time to just...relax. It's not every time that I see Nevaeh being bold.
After she finishes stripping, Nevaeh settles herself on my lap and puts her hands on my shoulders. She looks me in the eyes, bracing herself as she lifts her body.
"Wait," I stop her, startling her.
I run my fingers through her folds. I don't want to do this without getting her ready. What I find out, however, is surprising.
She gives me a shy look. "I'm already wet for you."
Again, I'm flabbergasted. She said that sentence so softly and naturally that the effect goes straight to my dick.
Her words echo back in my ears, "I kept thinking about the last time we had sex, even when you weren't around."
Fuck.
Is she really horny because of me?
Apparently, yes, you lucky bastard. I've lost count of how many times I've cursed at myself since I entered this room.
Nevaeh holds my dick and aligns herself. She begins sinking, and just after the tip enters her, she moans softly.
That moan should be illegal. It sounds so vulnerable.
She closes her eyes, parting her lips as she sinks further. Her pussy swallows my dick in a tight grip, and it takes all the power in me to not destroy her.
After I'm buried deep inside her, Nevaeh lifts herself very slowly, holding on to my shoulders. She then sinks again until her ass collides with my balls. She does it again. And again. It's slow, but she makes sure to take my entire length, every single time.
She shifts her gaze to me and asks breathlessly, "Is this okay?"
"Yeah," I say in a hoarse voice.
Thank God I still can speak despite being blown away. I'm starstruck by her. I can't take my eyes off her.
Nevaeh is bouncing on my lap now. Her soft moans echo in my ears like a melody from heaven.
"Aiden," my name comes out of her mouth. She keeps moving her hips, throwing her head back.
"You're doing good, Heaven," I say, trying to catch my breath. "You're doing so good."
For fuck's sake, I'm panting although she's the one who does all the job. I won't be able to hold back any longer.
"Aiden--" Nevaeh looks into my eyes without stopping her movement.
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I find that her eyes are a bit watery. Her lips part again as she lets out a shaky breath. She looks absolutely phenomenal, like an angel.
"I'm going to cum," she admits, looking torn.
"Me too," I say the truth. "Fuck. I'm going to cum in your pussy."
I feel my balls tighten just as her walls clench around me. She orgasms, and I shoot my load into her.
We hug each other tightly, and I can feel her body shaking. Mine too. I can't fucking describe this feeling. It's beyond incredible.
"It's fucking amazing," I whisper while we're still trying to catch our breath.
A sweet smile touches Nevaeh's lips. She stares at me dreamily and sighs.
After both of us can compose ourselves, Nevaeh prepares to get off my lap. But then, I hold her in place.
"Where do you think you're going?" I'm surprised at how commanding my voice sounds.
Nevaeh looks at me with wonder, but before she can say a word, I kiss her lips.
"Stay here," I whisper huskily.
I know what's happening to me, and maybe I'm supposed to stop this. But I just can't hold it anymore. Nevaeh is being so sweet and sexy tonight that it makes me lose control.
I focus my attention on her breasts. I knead one of them while sucking on the other one without changing our position. My dick is still inside her.
Nevaeh gasps because of my bold movement. She grips my hair when I alternate between sucking and licking her nipple. It goes on forever until her nails claw on my back -- not that it's enough to hurt me.
If she thinks that I'm done, she's wrong. I place my mouth on the other breast instead.
My dick goes hard inside her again, and I think that she realizes it because she starts squirming.
I look up at her, and this time, I'm the one giving her the serious look. "I want to do it again."
She stares at me blankly. "But you just--"
"I know," I say.
She might think that we should take a break for a while. When we had sex almost the whole night last time, there was a break after I reached my climax.
But Nevaeh has just unleashed the beast inside me tonight. The fact that I could make her do what she did just now has awakened the dark side of me. The idea of her being all submissive while I fuck her hard and fast is poisoning my mind.
"I don't think that I can hold back anymore," I say.
She frowns. "You were holding back?"
"I didn't want to hurt you."
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Nevaeh shakes her head in disagreement. "You will never hurt me."
I sigh. I wish she didn't respond to that so quickly. She doesn't have any idea what she's asking for.
I study her expression, and there's no doubt in it.
"Are you sure about this?" I ask.
As much as I want to let out all my desire for her, I really don't want to hurt her. I don't want her to regret it later.
Nevaeh nods.
"Nevaeh," I warn. "I might break you."
She looks at me like I don't know her well enough. "I don't want you to hold back," she says, trying to make me understand her feelings.
Until now, I still don't understand how I deserve such a pure soul like her. I know from the start that she's too good to be true for me.
"Okay," I finally say before adding, "but if it gets too much, just say the word."
Nevaeh's brows furrow in confusion. "What word?" she asks.
I go silent for a while, thinking about the jerk that I am. Blame my fantasy of her.
"Daddy," I say in a low voice.
Nevaeh swallows. "Okay." Her response is barely a whisper.
But then, confusion crosses her expression again.
"What will happen if I say the word?" She looks genuinely curious, as if she's wondering how that word can change the situation.
"I'd do something about it," I say, feeling that I deserve jail. I bite my smirk. "Just say it if it gets too much."
"So it's like a safe word?" she echoes. Her naiveness makes me want to devour her.
"No, it wouldn't be enough," I say. "Tap my arms twice, and I'll immediately stop."
Nevaeh goes silent, but then she nods obediently. "Okay." This time, there's slight nervousness in her voice.
I lift her ass and groan as my dick, which is already hard again, slides out of her pussy. If I took a really good look down here, I would witness my cum dripping from her cunt and that would make me lose it.
I look at Nevaeh again to make sure that she really wants to do this, and the moment she nods again, I hiss, "You're going to be the death of me."
I clench my jaw, slamming her down to take all of me, so hard that her ass slaps against my hips and makes a loud sound.
She screams. But I do it again. And again.
I lift my hips to thrust deep into her and slam her down at the same time. She screams, but I'm fucking her so hard that she can barely let out a sound from her mouth again. Soon, her screams are muffled by her whimpers, mixed with the sound of our skin slapping.
"Daddy. Daddy," Nevaeh cries.
She looks like a mess. I watch as her small figure bounces rapidly, taking my rough pounding. Sweat glistens on her flawless skin, making her look even more beautiful. She's such a fucking beautiful mess.
"I said that you wouldn't be able to handle it." I grit my teeth.
I can't stop now. I'm addicted to her. I can't get enough of her.
She's mine. Mine. Mine.
Nevaeh lets out a sob. Her grip on my shoulders which was once tight has loosened because I'm now taking full control of her body.
With my firm hold on her hips, I slam our bodies together again and again. Every time I thrust into her, I feel like it's too much for her. But I want to be deep inside her, as deep as I can. I want to do this to her until it's only my name that she can remember.
"Daddy, please," she whispers brokenly, still bouncing on my cock like a helpless doll.
"Tap my arm now," I say, more like commanding.
I need to know if she really wants me to stop.
But she doesn't.
"Tap my arm, Nevaeh."
Still, she doesn't do it.
"No," she cries, hugging me instead as she buries her face in my shoulder.
"Good girl," I hiss, still fucking her roughly. "Take it all. Take all of me. You're my fucking good girl."
I can feel Nevaeh's arms shaking when she tightens her hold on my shoulders.
"Daddy." She breathes on my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
"Fuck," I curse. "You feel so good. So so good."
I squeeze my eyes shut without stopping my movement at all. Instead, I fuck her even harder and faster, drawing more whimpers from her.
It's when I feel her suddenly cumming that I can't hold it anymore.
"Fuuuuuck." I cum inside her again, and just like before, she's milking it all.
Both of us are panting hard. I pull away to see her face, which is now damp from her tears.
I stare at her with worry, removing a strand of her hair so that I can see her eyes more clearly. "Are you okay?"
My heart thuds as Nevaeh smiles softly at me. She nods and gives me a peck on the lips.
I sigh and pull her into a tight hug before a small chuckle escapes from my mouth.
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