I'm Yours

I lay restless in the middle of our bed, my head on the edge, humming to the music I had quietly playing. I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep until he was home. I closed my eyes, slowly losing myself in the music, and my mind drifted off.

I heard a small laugh, my eyes quickly opened to see him leaning against the wall, staring at me. "You look beautiful," he said.

I could only smile. I began to sit up to greet him, but he quickly stopped me. "Lie back down."

My eyes stayed on his as I obeyed his command. He slowly walked over to me, his eyes roaming over my body. Stopping, he kneeled, bringing his hand to my face. "Are you my good girl?" He trailed his thumb over my lower lip before cupping the side of my face and staring deeply into my eyes.

I nodded. His hand went from my face to my throat, gently yet firmly pulling me to him. "Use your words."

"Yes."

"Yes, what?" He tightened his grip.

A moan escaped my lips, "Yes, Daddy."

He smiled and stood up, "Bring your head over the edge."

I slid down, my head hanging slightly off the bed, and I stared up, watching him pull off his shirt. His hands go down, unzipping his pants, I instinctively reached up to pull out his already hard cock. He quickly grabbed my hands and pinned them down to my sides, "Keep your hands here, if you move, you will be punished."

I gripped the sheet below me, "Yes, Daddy."

Mesmerized, I licked my lips, as he pulled out his cock, slowly stroking it as he brings the tip to my lips, and I kiss it gently. His pace was slow and steady, my tongue massaging his member with every stroke in and out of my mouth. He pulled out, before pushing every inch as far down my throat as he could manage. I felt his hands reach down, taking my tits into them, squeezing them, as he holds his cock in place.

He pinched my nipples before releasing his grip, my throat tightened around it, a moan escaped his lips before he began to fuck my mouth. I reach up to pull him closer, "Fuck..." He muttered. He pulled his cock from my mouth, and I gasped for air. He grabbed my hands again, "I told you not to move."

He shoved his cock back into my mouth, all the way down my throat, he fucked my mouth fast and hard, my hands grabbed for anything they could, I felt my head start to spin, but I didn't want him to stop. I felt him lean forward, his hands pushing my thighs apart, and I felt him pull my panties to the side, using his other hand to rub my clit, I'm so wet, his fingers slid so easily inside me.

He pulled out just enough for me to breathe, only to continue stroking it deep into my mouth. My eyes began to tear up, I felt his thumb begin to rub my clit, as his middle and index finger massage my g-spot. I moaned against his cock, my pussy began to clench his fingers, pulsing, I knew I was close, and then he suddenly stopped, pulling away from me.

I sat up, gasping for air, and I looked up at him, but before I could say anything, he pushed me onto my back, getting on top of me, and he brought his face down to mine, "I told you not to move your hands, so you won't cum until I tell you to."

"Please-" His cock slammed deep inside me, he held it there, grinding beneath him, I needed to feel every inch he was giving me. His hand gripped my throat, fucking me hard, waves of pleasure came over me.

"You're mine." My pussy clenched. "Say it."

My moans filled the room, "Say it." He repeated.

"I'm yours."

I felt his cock and my pussy begin to throb in sync, my hands gripped his hips, pulling him in deeper.

I looked up at him, "I'm yours, Daddy."

One last deep thrust, and I feel him fill me up, wrapping my legs around his waist, until I finally finish cuming.

He laid his head on my chest, our breathing still rapid, our hearts racing, and he looked up and kissed me deeply.

"You did so well, you're such a good girl."