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matter. I wanted to burn myself on her soul, brand her with my body, so that she wouldn’t ever be able to free herself of me.
It wasn’t that I wanted to take her freedom from her, or her future. I didn’t want to take anything away from her. I wanted to give her something. And this was what I knew how to give.
“Faith,” I said.
“Yes, Jackson.”
“Climb onto my lap.”
“Now?”
I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want her to answer me back. I wanted her to do as I said. She eyed me suspiciously as she straddled me. She didn’t believe I could go again. She thought I was spent. If only she knew, when it came to her body, I’d never be spent.
I’m big in every way. My chest is big. My arms are broad. My cock is like an extra limb. My naked, scarred body is terrifying. Faith looked at me like she was the one who was going to do the devouring. She wasn’t scared. She didn’t mind my scars. I loved her for that.
She did as she was told, climbed on top of me, and put her arms around my shoulders. I pressed her against my chest. My throbbing cock was in front of her, pressed against her tender stomach. I knew my baby was in that stomach. Faith didn’t realize it yet, but she would soon enough.
She was so small against me. I put my hands beneath her buttocks and lifted her up, testing her weight. She weighed nothing at all.
She looked up into my eyes like a child. She was going to let me do whatever I wanted to her. I could tell.
“I’m going to protect you,” I said softly.
She nodded.
“Everything will be taken care of.”
“Thank you,” she whispered.
“The only thing you have to do, is surrender yourself to me completely.”
She leaned in to me and started kissing my neck, her mouth sucking gently on the sensitive skin. I shut my eyes as my cock grew in my lap. It rose up between her legs like a tree growing.
She looked down at it.
“Spit on it,” I said.
She glanced up at me.
“Do it,” I said insistently.
She let a stream of saliva fall from her lips over the head of my weapon. My tip glistened, perfectly coated in her saliva.
“Do you trust me?” I said.
She nodded.
“What I want to do, it might hurt at first,” I said.
She nodded again.
“Just remember, everything comes at a cost.”
She clung to me. I lifted her a few inches from my lap and held her, suspended over my cock.
“Wrap your legs around my chest,” I said.
She did as she was told. Very slowly, I lowered her back down onto my erect penis. Her pussy was right there, already dripping for me, but it wasn’t her pussy that I wanted. I lowered her so that the tip of my cock pressed against the tight muscle of her virgin asshole.
She gasped.
I locked eyes with her.
“This is what I want from you, Faith. This is what I demand.”
She whimpered as I lowered her another inch, the head of my cock pressing hard against her anus. She tried to kiss me but I backed away.
“Not yet,” I said. “Not till I say.”
She shivered. I didn’t know if she was cold or scared. I lifted her higher and lowered her again, my cock pressing harder against the tight ring of her ass. I wanted to enter her there. I wanted to pour my seed in there. I wanted to make sure she was mine, completely mine, for now and forever.
I knew what I had to do in Nevada, it would be dangerous, and there was every chance I’d never see her again. If my plan had worked, if she was already carrying my child, I had to make sure she remembered me. I had to make sure she’d remember she was utterly mine, even if I was dead. I didn’t want another man coming along after my death and winning her heart. I had to burn myself on her heart like a cattle brand. I had to get so far inside her that nothing, not even death, would ever be able to rip me back out.
I needed that. I needed it for my child. I needed her to speak of me to the child. I needed it for myself too. If I was going to ride to my death, I had to know my life had meant something.
It wasn’t that I wanted to take her freedom from her, or her future. I didn’t want to take anything away from her. I wanted to give her something. And this was what I knew how to give.
“Faith,” I said.
“Yes, Jackson.”
“Climb onto my lap.”
“Now?”
I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want her to answer me back. I wanted her to do as I said. She eyed me suspiciously as she straddled me. She didn’t believe I could go again. She thought I was spent. If only she knew, when it came to her body, I’d never be spent.
I’m big in every way. My chest is big. My arms are broad. My cock is like an extra limb. My naked, scarred body is terrifying. Faith looked at me like she was the one who was going to do the devouring. She wasn’t scared. She didn’t mind my scars. I loved her for that.
She did as she was told, climbed on top of me, and put her arms around my shoulders. I pressed her against my chest. My throbbing cock was in front of her, pressed against her tender stomach. I knew my baby was in that stomach. Faith didn’t realize it yet, but she would soon enough.
She was so small against me. I put my hands beneath her buttocks and lifted her up, testing her weight. She weighed nothing at all.
She looked up into my eyes like a child. She was going to let me do whatever I wanted to her. I could tell.
“I’m going to protect you,” I said softly.
She nodded.
“Everything will be taken care of.”
“Thank you,” she whispered.
“The only thing you have to do, is surrender yourself to me completely.”
She leaned in to me and started kissing my neck, her mouth sucking gently on the sensitive skin. I shut my eyes as my cock grew in my lap. It rose up between her legs like a tree growing.
She looked down at it.
“Spit on it,” I said.
She glanced up at me.
“Do it,” I said insistently.
She let a stream of saliva fall from her lips over the head of my weapon. My tip glistened, perfectly coated in her saliva.
“Do you trust me?” I said.
She nodded.
“What I want to do, it might hurt at first,” I said.
She nodded again.
“Just remember, everything comes at a cost.”
She clung to me. I lifted her a few inches from my lap and held her, suspended over my cock.
“Wrap your legs around my chest,” I said.
She did as she was told. Very slowly, I lowered her back down onto my erect penis. Her pussy was right there, already dripping for me, but it wasn’t her pussy that I wanted. I lowered her so that the tip of my cock pressed against the tight muscle of her virgin asshole.
She gasped.
I locked eyes with her.
“This is what I want from you, Faith. This is what I demand.”
She whimpered as I lowered her another inch, the head of my cock pressing hard against her anus. She tried to kiss me but I backed away.
“Not yet,” I said. “Not till I say.”
She shivered. I didn’t know if she was cold or scared. I lifted her higher and lowered her again, my cock pressing harder against the tight ring of her ass. I wanted to enter her there. I wanted to pour my seed in there. I wanted to make sure she was mine, completely mine, for now and forever.
I knew what I had to do in Nevada, it would be dangerous, and there was every chance I’d never see her again. If my plan had worked, if she was already carrying my child, I had to make sure she remembered me. I had to make sure she’d remember she was utterly mine, even if I was dead. I didn’t want another man coming along after my death and winning her heart. I had to burn myself on her heart like a cattle brand. I had to get so far inside her that nothing, not even death, would ever be able to rip me back out.
I needed that. I needed it for my child. I needed her to speak of me to the child. I needed it for myself too. If I was going to ride to my death, I had to know my life had meant something.
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