Daddy’s Webcam - Chapter 3
“And you just signed it! Marlin did you even take time to think about it!?” Henry paced back and forth in-front of where Marlin where sitting on her couch.
“Yes, father!” she snarled back, and Henry matched it with a glare.
“Ooh!’ he growled, his anger growing,’ if you were still mine you wouldn’t be able to sit for a week!”
Marlin squirmed slightly at the thought and crossed her arms.
Henry noticed and his eyes dilated,” you always did like spankings.”
“Don’t even think about it. I’m not yours and Brittany’s now.”
Henry’s eyes softened and he sat down beside her. “I know, honey but this contract scares me. You didn’t even read it fully. You fucking skimmed! He could’ve slid anything in there!” He grabbed her head and pulled her into his chest.
“Will it make you feel better if I give you a copy to look over?” Marlin mumbled, breathing in Henry’s comforting scent.
“You got a copy of it? That’s my girl!” Henry pulled away, much to Marlin’s disappointment, and smiled at her. His hands still firmly placed on her shoulders as he leaned forward and pecked her lips out of instinct.
Butterflies instantly sparked in Marlin’s heart and Henry’s lips were the trigger to the explosion.
Before Henry had the chance to realize what he had done and correct it Marlin pulled away, her eyes wide.
“I-I-I.” Henry stammered to say something as he panicked but his mind was trapped once again in the feeling of his lips against hers. He was expecting for Marlin to yell at him, kick him out, and even slap him but he wasn’t prepared for the feeling of her lips on his again. He didn’t dare question her decision though, not after he and Brittany lost her once.
Their lips molded flawlessly as Henry slipped on top of her, gently pushing her down. Neither of them could breathe as their tongues fought for dominance. Henry felt bad because his fiancé wasn’t there since Marlin’s departure impacted her the most, but he knew this would bring them one step closer to getting her back.
Marlin didn’t want to stop as her hands ran over the taunt muscles of his hips. Her fingers played with the hem of his shirt as a signal for him to take it off.
He pulled away with a groan but complied and pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it behind the couch. His lips automatically attached themselves to her sweet spot as she explored his six pack, missing the feeling of his against her while they were connected. Henry groaned when he felt her suddenly dig her nails in his back. The pain aroused him like nothing else and he attacked her neck harder. His dick strained against his jeans and he created a steady rhythm against her, her legs wrapping themselves around his hips.
“Oo-oh Henry!” she moaned in his ear, arching her back.
“Come on baby,’ he grunted,’ I know it’s been a while. Let go for me.”
It had been a while, in fact he had been the last one to make her orgasm apart from her masturbation cams, and she needed a human’s touch.
Her back arched further into him as she neared her release, but her orgasm was still out of reached.
Henry sensed this and sneaked his hand under her shirt and bra, grabbing her breast and rolling the hard nipple between his fingers. His hips moving faster and harder against hers as he also came close to cumming.
Marlin was one push away from falling off climax mountain and she wanted desperately for Henry to give her what she needed to fall.
He did just that as his lips traveled from her neck, down to her breast and bit her nipple through her white shirt.
“DADDY!” Marlin screamed as the tight ball in her stomach exploded and Henry also shouted his release above her. His blue jeans being covered in his cum.
Then reality set in.
Marlin felt tears come to her eyes and she darted out from underneath Henry, running to her bathroom.
Henry ran after her to try to talk to her and calm her down but before he could reached the bathroom door, she locked it. He knocked on the door leaning his head against it. “Come on, Marlin. You have to talk to me about this.”
“Go away!” she muttered, defeated because of what she just let herself do and say.
“Darling, nothing is wrong wit–.”
“Shut up!’ she hissed,’ Don’t say it!”
“N-.”
“GO AWAY!” she shouted as the tears escaped her eyes harder.
“FINE!’ he shouted back, defeated more than ever, ‘ but only because I see you need sometime for yourself to think this through. I’ll be next door if you need anything.”
Marlin relaxed into the door as she heard his footsteps.
“Oh, and Marlin?”
“Yes?” she asked hesitantly.
“I love you.”
With that last thought he grabbed the Creamies’ Contract and walked out the door.
Leaving the nervous butterflies in Marlin’s heart to die.