His Girl

17 || Loser

I woke up aching all over. My body felt like I had been fucked seven different ways from Sunday. I tried to roll off the bed, but strong arms pulled me back to a firm chest. Gerard pushed my lips open with his tongue, kissing me good until my memory blurred. I was tired one minute, and the next, my hands were searching for his thick cock. He was gracious enough to line it against my opening.

Smiling down at me as his body stretched over mine, he said, "Good morning, Hana."

"Morning, Daddy."

"How do you feel?"

"Good. Lazy."

Throughout this week, especially yesterday, he pampered the fuck out of me. We were mostly indoors, and I was naked all through it. He did the cooking and cleaning before a much needed shower that ended with a massage. I could still feel his cock in the back of my throat, my ass, and my pussy. And my slutty self wanted more of it.

"Daddy," I started, guiding his cock inside me. He grabbed my hands above my head, and I pouted. "But I want you to fuck me."

"You know what? Why don't you take charge instead? I want you to ride me hard, Hana."

My eyes widened, and my head bobbed like a robot. I couldn't remember ever being in charge. It was always him, and if I ever was in charge, it was only for a few minutes. He rolled onto his back, pulling me over him.

Shyness made me unable to do anything. He crossed his arms behind his head, watching me with a mix of lust and affection. I straddled his hips but didn't do much.

"Come on, Hana. Show Daddy what you've got."

He tugged at a nipple, twisting until I whimpered. The action had me leaning forward to ease the pressure on my breast, and I grabbed his shoulders. He watched me with a hint of curiosity to know what I would do. As my pussy swallowed his cock, I lowered my head and licked his shoulder. His hands came to my ass, squeezing softly until I began riding him. My teeth grazed his skin, and when he least expected, I bit him so hard until I tasted blood.

His reaction was different from what I expected. He flipped me under him, and when I tried to retract my teeth, he growled out, "Don't you dare stop, Hana. Bite me."

Bite me.

That triggered something in my brain, made me drip so hard. I locked my arms around his neck, biting hard into him as he began to pound into me. I bore his mark already, so I wanted him to also have mine. My muscles squeezed around him as he hit a sweet spot within my pussy, and I gasped out in shock, letting go of his shoulder.

"Daddy," I whimpered.

His forehead fell against mine, and he panted as he continued to ram into me. Retreating, he slammed back into me, his motions quick and deep. I forgot about branding him, my legs shaky as he fucked the laziness and tiredness out of me.

I had always said he was a sex god and he proved me right again today. I was supposed to show him what I've got, but he was leading, and I was loving it. It made me realize what I always knew. How much I loved being under him, taking orders from him, only doing his biddings.

Small, needy yelps escaped my mouth as he straightened up a bit to close his hand around my neck. He fucked me harder as his fingers cut off my airflow.

Tears trickled down my eyes, but this was Daddy Gerard, I trusted him. As always, my brain translated this need for air to mean something else, and my pussy became a soppy mess, leaking around him as I came all over his cock.

"Fuck. Hana. You know how to make Daddy happy."

My fingers dragged across his naked back, along his spine, and I cried when he erupted inside my hotness. He shifted part of his weight to my body, his cock still trapped inside me as he filled me with his warm cum.