Ella:
I looked at him with shocked eyes as he stared at me with me an evil smirk on his face.
“So Ella, now do you realize that we both are always made for each other.” He said huskily.
“Oli…” I was going to call his name when he shot me a glare and I changed it to “Daddy”
“Yes, my girl.” He looked at me while moving his hand on his shaft up and down seductively.
“From now on, you will not talk any nonsense about us not being together. You’re mine, do you understand?” He asked as his eyes were on me and mine on his throbbing member.
“Yes, Daddy. I am yours.” I told him.
“Good, Now take my d**k in your hand and guide it where you want it to be.” He said in a commanding tone as I looked around and then held his d**k in my hand as I pulled it and he followed me to the room.
I pushed him on the bed as I eased his d**k inside me, “Ahh…” I moaned as his length was too much for me and then I started moving and moaning in pleasure. “Oh F**k,”
He groaned when I ground my ass at his body making circles, my movements were making his d**k go deeper into me. He held my breasts heavily and then pulled me up and down roughly.
His movements were getting fast like an abnormal speed. I was panting heavily when I felt another orgasm releasing from my body. “Ahhh…” I moaned as I collapsed on Oliver and he hugged me tightly in his arms.
I felt too tired and exhausted that I didn’t realize when I fell into a deep sleep. I felt like a caterpillar crawling on my body the whole night but whenever I tried to catch it, it always escapes from me.
After that night, me and Oliver had started living like a couple. It seems like our life is just under this house. I can’t go out and Oliver barely leaves me alone. He always sticks to me like I am honey and he is a bee.
I like this feeling of being loved by him, it felt too good to be true. Two weeks have passed since I am locked in this house. I was wearing a crop top and a long skirt with no bra and panties.
My nipples are sour from Oliver’s continuous sucking and biting on it and so is my c**t. I really can’t bear anything touch my nipples anymore. I was washing dishes when an arm was wrapped around my waist.
Without even turning, I know who it would be as a smile appeared on my lips and he as usual rested his head at my shoulder inhaling my scent.
“Hmm, Lemon.” He guessed and I nodded my head while smirking.
This is his habit these days, whenever I took a shower he would always try to guess my scent. He then held my breast and I flinched in pain, “Ahh… Oliver please it hurts.” I told him and he paused.
He then stretched his arm and filled some water in his hand as he then pour it on my crop top making it wet and cling to my nipples.
He wet my whole top like this and then started kneading my breasts as I leaned at him and started moaning. He then very gently rubbed his fingers around my nipples making me shiver in pleasure.
I could felt his rod grinding into my ass as I pushed it back and started teasing him.
“Your hard nipples are too hard to resist to not suck.” He whispered into my ear and I felt turned on.
“I want to bite them, chew them and then suck it so hard that when I released it, it would become red like a cherry.”
“Ahh…” I moaned more loudly.
“I want your cherry.” He whispered as he sucked my earlobe and I surrendered to him.
“Yeah, please… Take it I am all yours.” I breathed heavily and he then turned me and then put me on the counter in a swift motion making me stunned.
He then went to the refrigerator and brought a tray of ice cubes, he placed those ice cubes on a plate and then held one while looking at me with his burning eyes.
“Let’s prepare my cherry first,” He said as he started rubbing the ice cube at my nipples, the cooling sensation of it was surprisingly relaxing and easing the sourness of it. Slowly I started getting aroused by his sweet cold torcher on my nipples. When both nipples got numb by the coldness of the ice and it completely melted down in Oliver's hands he then placed his mouth near me and placed his tongue on my nipples.
His warm tongue touched my cold erected nipples but he didn't move his tongue an inch just giving the warmth of it to my nipples. The heat started rising into my body and in a desperate way I pulled his face near to my boobs to suck my nipples but he didn't. I frustratedly pulled his hair and then slammed my lips on him.
I was kissing him in desperation and frustration, biting, chewing his lips roughly. And then finally I pulled him away just to push his face on my nipples. "Suck it. Chew it. Eat me, Oliver Eat me." I begged him while pushing his head further into my breasts.