Free Landslide by NJ Cole Page A

Maxwell had noticed, too.
    “Little one, you’re soaked. It’s gotten on Daddy’s pants. You will take them off of Daddy right now.”
    I scrambled off his lap, and when he rose, I pulled his pants down. His cock stood erect and pointed right at me as he walked to his nightstand, took a condom from the drawer, and handed it to me.
    “Prepare me to fuck you, little girl.”
    I opened the packet and rolled the condom on. I’d never done it myself before. I mean…I’d used them—actually, I’d never had sex without a condom—but I’d never been the one to put them on. It turns out it wasn’t that difficult as long as you knew what you were supposed to do.
    When it was rolled to the base, I climbed up onto the bed but stopped immediately when Maxwell shook his head. “Oh no, little girl. You need to earn your way into Daddy’s bed. Go and stand down by the end.”
    I stood there wondering what he was going to do, but he didn’t keep me in suspense for long. Reaching into the space between the footboard and the mattress, he pulled out a restraint. I assumed it was for feet, but he secured it around my left wrist, then did the same with the right. With my arms stretched wide, I had to squat a bit so I was comfortable. “Stand up, little girl, and bend over the footboard,” he ordered. When I did, my toes barely touched the ground. Luckily, though, his footboard was large, round and padded for just such an occasion. It was more like being bent over the arm of a leather couch.
    “Your ass looks spectacular.” He ran his hands up my thighs and then over my ass cheeks, pulling them apart slightly. “I’d love to get in that tight virgin hole,” he said, sliding one hand toward the center and rubbing his finger over my puckered opening. Instinctively, I clenched my cheeks together, which made him laugh.
    “Don’t worry, I’d need more time for that, but if Daddy wanted it, you’d let him, right, my good little girl?”
    “Yes,” I panted. He was right; as scared as I was about anal sex, I’d let him do it if he wanted to.
    He didn’t. Instead, he lined himself up behind me and thrust into my pussy. I squealed because his thrust lifted my feet completely off the ground. He pounded into me hard and fast—harder than he ever had before—his speed amazing while his cock filled and stretched me. With each thrust, he was touching a spot inside of me that sent bolts of lightning everywhere in my body. My moans started out softly, but because his tempo remained constant, they got louder and louder until I was screaming out that I was going to come.
    “That’s it, little girl, squeeze Daddy’s cock,” Maxwell grunted as he thrust wildly into me. His words were enough to send me over the edge, and I felt the orgasm rocket through my body.
    “Mmmmm, that’s it, little girl.” He lifted me completely off the ground and held me by my thighs, slamming into me over and over. “So fucking tight. So fucking sweet,” he whispered, then growled, “Mine,” as I felt him swell up and spasm inside of me. He held me like that—my legs spread wide, feet off the ground, buried balls deep inside me—for what felt like an eternity.
    When he finally did pull out and set me down on the ground, my legs were shaking. “Oh shit, Babygirl,” he said, removing my restraints quickly and picking me up bridal style. He carried me to the bed and pulled back the covers, laying me down on his cool sheets.
    “I thought I had to earn my way into your bed,” I sighed, sinking slightly into his soft mattress.
    “Oh, Sweetie, you just did with that tight little pussy of yours. You were such a good girl.”
    When he removed the condom, I saw that his dick was covered in his come, and I licked my lips at the sight. “Do you want this, little one?”
    I nodded my head, never looking away from his gorgeous cock.
    “You are a very good girl,” he said, stroking my hair as I took him into my mouth.
    When I’d finished licking him