Daddy Andy

Laying next to him I couldnt control the smile on my face or the shaking of my legs. The smell of him regardless, he was next to me engulfed me. His arm laid lazily over my midsection as his quiet humming of his breathing made me queasy. Not sick queasy. Like over the limit amount of butterflies flying recklessly around in my stomach. I just wanted to relive this moment over and over. Or never leave. My fingers trembled as I retraced his first touch that seemed to be engraved on my skin. Rubbing my thumb over my lips that he mere seconds ago kissed to perfection. Trailing down my jawline, over my neck and to my collarbone wincing slightly at the tenderness of his mark that I would without a doubt wear proudly but have to think of a lie to cover. I froze as he rolled us to where I was on my side next to him, my leg wrapped around one of his, my right arm under his bicep and my left laid inbetween us. His left arm drew lazy designs on my back getting closer and closer to my bottom. I sighed in content. I breath hitched as his other hand landed on my thigh, squeezing here and there, rubbing here and there, near and far. I know it should be past the point of being shocked but you have to understand I never in a million years thought that this would come to happen.

Nestled in the crook of his neck I could see the form of a smirk trying to hide on his face. I licked my lips and the slight contact of my tongue on his neck made him grip me tighter to him. I breathed him in deeper. I wanted him embedded into my nasal cavity as he was just embedded inside of me. I failed to realize my hands were still re-acting our actions as it made its way to my sensitive nub. I spread my swollen folds biting my lip. You would think three hours wouldve been enough to sustain me for a while. I've waited so long for this and I didnt know if or when it was to ever happen again. My eyes were closed masking in the moment I didnt know he was just staring at me. Placing his hand over mine, over me, he moaned. "Babydoll, I dont want to break you."

Smirking, I removed my hand and placed it at the nape of his neck, pulling a bit of hair at the same time I pushed our bodies closer. "But, I'm yours to break. Only yours." His hand started slow circular movements, up downs and teaser in and outs. I took his lips with mine. Grunting heavily into the kiss, he couldnt deny it anymore. I was pinned with his body. His hand still working but he started to pull away. I frowned if only for a minute. His lips moved down a different path. Behind my ear, down my spot where I arched lifting both of us off the bed, across my collarbone, both his hands massages one breast moving inward to the nipples as his lips move inbetween them. His hands went to my sides as his lips nibbled at my stomach. Teasing my thighs with everything he had he hovered with his mouth right over my entrance. "Babydoll, I love...' he kissed me. I moaned. 'how I can make you..' Kissed me again.

"Oh please.." I muffled an airy plea. "Say my name babydoll...and I might show mercy." He licked up then down and slipped his tongue inside of me.

"Andy!!!" I screamed. He stopped. "No, baby call me what only you can call me." He positioned himself just placing and playing his tip against me. I could play this game. I played his little innocent girl..just as I was about to whisper I could hear my name.

"Lyrik?" I was confused. What? Who? Then it happened again. "Lyrik, baby.." His face smirked evily just as his hips flexed to thrust into me

"Daddy!!" I moan/ screamed as I flew up in bed. I heard a thud. Thought it might have been my dog. It was all a dream? But it felt so real. I ran my curious fingers over my underwear. They were wet. I bit my lip and saw something move out of the corner of my eye.

"Daddy?! What are you? Why?" I looked like a fish out of water. I quickly closed my legs that he probably already saw the situation. Propped up on his hands, legs bent just smirking at me he moved to get up. That was the thud. "Someone had to wake you up." chuckling he squeezed my knee. My mouth became dry. He just walked to the door, leaning on the doorframe, my eyes were glued, "Hope it was what you always dream." winked and walked out of my room.

Did that just happen? Dear Diary, this was the start to my day but the beginning of my changed view.

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