Page 92 of Under His Control

Penny

This is another example I’m under Jacob’s total control.

I was angry at him and all he had to do was kiss me. Now I’m on my back, letting him fuck me. Letting him take my virginity.

And I don’t even regret it.

I wouldn’t have it any other way. I always thought it was self-consciousness holding me back from giving myself to another person.

What if the real reason is that tonight was meant to be?

We’re supposed to be too wrong for each other. Yet even though his thick cock buried inside me is overwhelming, it feels right.

A perfect fit for a perfect moment.

“You took it all like I knew you could, sweetheart.” Jacob presses a kiss to my jaw. “Can you take more?”

“Yes, Daddy… I can…”

He retreats then pushes deep into me again. I let out a gasp that turns into a whimper. Jacob’s large fingers had filled me up. This is a whole new experience.

I’ve never felt so stuffed. It’s strange to feel something so thick and hard moving inside me too, warm and pulsing as it strokes along my walls.

I was frustrated with him when he was teasing me earlier. I’m grateful for the warm up now. I doubt I would’ve been able to handle it if I weren’t more than ready to take him.

He moves slowly, every thrust a little easier to take than the last. When he kisses me, I return it, clinging to his shoulders as I rock my hips with his.

Jacob’s low groans fill my mouth along with his tongue. Mine fill his mouth every time his thick flesh surges all the way inside me.

He breaks our kiss and drags his lips down my neck as he fucks me. He tangles his fingers in my hair and tugs it, giving himself better access to my neck. The collar rubs against my skin.

His heavy breathing fans my skin and his body is shaking. He’s clearly struggling to be considerate with me.

As the initial discomfort fades, my body becomes impatient for something else. Something more. I rock my hips downward with urgency.

“Harder... fuck me harder, Daddy…”

Oh my god. Jacob brings out a side of me I never knew existed. It couldn’t have been me who said something so dirty. What’s more shocking is how comfortable I am with calling Jacob Daddy now.

The days when saying it made me blush are over. I love using it the way he likes, letting him know he’s the most important man to me.

Always has been.

Always will be.

“Anything my babygirl wants, she gets.”

He raises himself and gives me what I need, thrusting into me with rising force. My moans grow louder too because what’s better than taking Daddy’s cock? Taking it harder.

I slide my hands over his strong shoulders and arms in encouragement. With his hard, fit body, he’s pure power and peak masculinity on top of me. I don’t know why it thrills me how easily he could destroy me if he wanted to.

Jacob lifts himself onto his knees, slowing his thrusts to that sweetly torturous stroking. He groans as he looks down between us.

“I fucking love watching my cock slide into you… we look amazing joined together…”

I raise myself to look down between us too. It is a filthy hot sight the way his veiny, rigid flesh glistens with my juices on retreat then slides all the way inside of me inch by inch.

“Yes… we do…”