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"Your wish is my command," he replies, slyly. Déjà vu hits and I feel a little less scared of what I'm about to ask.
"I guess I have a question first before I ask." His face softens and his gloved finger does a circling motion, egging me to continue.
"You said that you have these powers of the mind," I start and he nods, "Have you used those on me?"
"Apart from what we did last night, I have never done anything to alter your mind. I would never do anything to you without your consent." After what I've been through in my life, I never thought those words would be music to my ears but I perk up. "Now what did you want to ask of me?"
I bite my lip and get up from my bed, facing away from him as my face starts burning red. I know what I want but I'm terrified to ask it. I know that whatever is inside me is showing glimpses into the future and that dream the other night is going to happen; I can feel it in the pit of my stomach.
"Is it that bad, Allie?" I hear him chuckle behind me. An idea comes to me and I finally have the courage to turn around and face him.
"I want to get a read on you again." The first time I really focused my power on him, I remember feeling all my synapses firing off at once, almost like drowning in fire without being burned alive. Papa raises his brow in confusion but takes his gloves off as I come back to my bed. He already has his hands out when I sit back down and when I take both his hands into mine, it's instantaneous.
That warm fire rushes throughout my body and I close my eyes to really concentrate on the feeling. My hips start rolling as I feel his arousal pulsing through me and giggles fall out of my mouth without warning.
"You've been hiding something from me, Papa," I breathe out.
"What do you mean? Are you alright, ghuleh?" My eyes are closed and flashbacks of my dream start playing through my eyes. I feel the black satin sheets and his hand around my neck and I try to stifle moans but my mouth can't close in time. When I open my eyes, he's looking at me bewildered. It's like all the dots connect and I know what this feeling is now, even though I've never really felt it before. I let go of his hands and my torso hunches over; my hands meet my thighs to support the weight.
"You want me," I exhale, trying to catch my breath.
"Allie-"
"You saw every painful part of me and you still want me."
"Let me explain-" I crawl to him and push my index finger to his lips and shush him. Whatever I was feeling earlier is controlling my body now and I'm not stopping whoever this new person is.
"I've dreamt of you having me every night since I met you. I wasn't sure what I felt that first night when I touched you but just now, I felt everything," I sigh, biting my lip. I never thought I would see this man, who is always so calm and collected, stunned. As I take my finger away, he gets the message and stays quiet.
"For the first time, I feel like my body is mine to give," I continue, crawling towards him. He stares at me and watches my movements and refuses to take his eyes off me, "I've never kissed someone who wanted me this badly. Do you want to kiss me, Papa?" He nods, looking down at my lips.
"Then kiss me," I whisper. His hands move to my face, reminiscent of that first night of him comforting me. He pulls my face into his but refuses to rush into my lips. The tip of his nose tickles against mine as I feel his hot breath on my face. I've waited so long for this that waiting any longer is torturous.
"Please-" and before I can finish the word, his lips are on mine. He starts soft with ample pressure, moving his hand from my face to my hair and balling his fist around the strands. As soon as I move my mouth, he moves with me and I can't help but think I'm probably the worst kisser but I'm disproven when he wraps one arm around my waist and pushes me down to my bed.
He gives me room to reposition my body and my legs but never stops kissing me. He doesn't put his whole body on top of me but keeps me pinned down with just his torso, snaking one arm under me and holding my face to his.
I dare to open my mouth and my courage pays off because he opens his as well and I taste his tongue against mine. It's an indiscernible taste but the feeling goes straight down to my most forbidden parts. That's a first and hopefully not a last.
He bites my lower lip and I gasp and he breaks contact for the first time. He's panting and looks down at me apologetically.
"I'm sorry. I got a little carried away, my darling."
"No, it's fine. Just surprised me is all." I run my hand up his torso, feeling the silky jacket under my fingertips.
"I can be a little...passionate sometimes," he says, smirking.
"That may not be such a bad thing." I start trying to undo his buttons. When he catches on, he grabs my hand and stops me.
"No no, my darling. You don't need to do that."
"You don't want to..?"
"It isn't that at all, it's- what do they say? Patience is a virtue?"
"I feel like I've been patient enough, Papa."
"I would love nothing more than to ravage your body in sin but I do not want to overwhelm you."
"Please, Papa... I've never-"
"Shhhh. Just because I will not fuck you doesn't mean I will not do other things to you." He moves down to my waist and lifts up my shirt, laying small kisses on my stomach and around my belly button. I watch him closely and he undoes the knot of my pajama pants. I'm sure he's used to much naughtier lingerie but I wasn't expecting this at all.
I lean up and balance on my elbows so I can get a front row seat for what is about to happen. He pulls my pants off slowly, making sure that his touch grazes my entire leg as my pants go to my ankles. He goes for my panties and pulls those down more urgently but still looks up at me for approval.
"Lie back," he whispers and I comply.
He takes my knees into his hand and slowly pries my legs apart to reveal his goal. My emotions are mixed between eagerness and embarrassment. My body was supposed to be my palace that I only let God and the right man into but how quickly I remember that my palace was raided against my will. If letting Papa between my legs was the ultimate sin, then I guess I'm a sinner. I was already running into the arms of Satan and I have no complaints so far.
Papa grasps my hips, crashing his mouth into me and my body jerks at the contact. He starts with just the tip of his tongue and goes slowly over every part. My hands go down to his and as much as I want to watch him, he gave me a command and I wouldn't know what to do with myself.
One of his hands works up to my abdomen and secures it in place and I couldn't move if I wanted to. I fight him slightly and take a peak and all I can see is his face in my crotch, his black hair strewn out in different directions. He feels my movements and lifts his face, tongue hanging out of his mouth.
"Are you okay?"
I nod. He takes his middle finger and pushes it into his mouth and pulls it out slowly. It glistens with his saliva and I'm salivating at the unknown.
"Tell me if it's too much." He takes it and pushes it into me slowly and I yelp in response as he pulls it back out. He repeats the motion, speeding up only enough to really drive me crazy and the feeling is unlike anything I've ever felt before. My hips start rocking and the rest of me is twitching at the sensation.
"Oooooh fuck.." I whisper, one of the many uses of the word I'd learned after coming to the city. I start grinding my hips against him just to see what that feels like and I instantly feel no regret.
"Do you like that, ghuleh?"
"Yes, Pap-AH!" He hits something amazing inside me and my body goes rigid. My pelvis rises and his hand follows. Papa curls his finger forward and I'm doing everything I can to not scream.
"Is this what you wanted? You wanted to cum for Papa?"
"Yes! God yes!"
"God isn't here right now and I can promise that he wouldn't be able to make you feel as good as I can," his words are spiteful but it's not towards me. He pulls his finger out slowly and when I look down to see him, he's admiring the liquid coating it. When he notices me staring at him in both shock and awe, he smirks and sticks his middle finger right back into his mouth.
"Allie," he whispers, eyes closing and head falling back, "You have the sweetest wine I've ever tasted."
"You must not drink that often," I huff, trying to regulate my breathing and failing. I just want him to touch me more and I'm doing everything to send him signals to never take his hands off me.
He gives me that sly laugh again. "Perhaps not. Perhaps I should drink every last drop of you. Do I have your permission to do that, my sweet Allie?"
"Fuck yes, you do."
"Such foul language. You're becoming the best little sinner right before my eyes." Papa bends down and lays small kisses on my stomach. He moves south, the tip of his nose parting the small amount of hair on top. He shocks me again when he inhales audibly and takes in the scent but it's short-lived because he dives right back into me.
His tongue starts on my clit and he lovingly focuses it on and the new sensation takes control over every nerve, every muscle, every limb. His groans reverberate off my walls and the vibration stimulates me even further below.
"Papa," I whisper, bringing my fingers to the top of his head and hanging onto his hair for dear life. I must not pull too hard because he keeps going. His tongue moves from my clit into my folds and he inserts it into me, licking me furiously. One of his arms wraps around my thigh as his other hand holds me down at my pelvis.
This tightness starts building up in the pit of my abdomen and tingling starts from the tips of my toes and goes straight into my thighs. The feeling is so unfamiliar to my body but it's something I've heard about in songs, seen in movies, heard about from friends and I've never had the pleasure of feeling with another person. My pants and moans start turning to screams and cries for him to carry on. He's not stopping any time soon.
The tingling continues to move and now I feel it in the tips of my fingers and as I toy with these gorgeous black locks, it feels like velvet but I soon start losing control. The tightness grows deeper and as I arch my back one final time, my eyes screw shut and something inside me bursts. It's the closest thing to heaven that I've ever felt and it's completely out of body experience.
"Papa!" I scream in complete ecstasy.