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Your Girlfriend Calls Me Daddy-Chapter 28 | Acquiring "Liminal Step" Through Extremely Direct Physical Contact
I lined myself up.
The head pressed against her entrance.
She was soaking wet but still tight.
So fucking tight I wasn’t sure I’d fit.
Nine inches is gonna be a problem.
She’s never done this before.
This is gonna hurt.
I kissed her again.
Tried to relax her.
Her mouth opened under mine and I deepened the kiss.
Let my tongue slide against hers.
Slow and thorough.
She melted into it.
Her hands came up to my shoulders.
Gripped hard.
I pushed forward.
Just the tip.
She gasped into my mouth.
Her whole body went rigid.
"Breathe."
"I am breathing."
"No you’re not."
She sucked in air.
Let it out shakily.
I pushed a little deeper.
Maybe an inch.
Her nails dug into my shoulders.
Breaking skin.
Drawing blood.
Fuck that stings.
But I didn’t stop.
Just kept the pressure steady.
Her tail wrapped around my waist like a vice.
Squeezing so hard my ribs creaked.
"Rome. Wait. It’s. It’s too much."
"I know baby. I know."
I moved my mouth to her neck.
Kissed the spot below her ear that made her crazy earlier.
She whimpered.
Her hips shifted.
Trying to adjust.
Trying to make room.
I sucked on her pulse point.
Felt it hammering against my lips.
Then moved lower.
Kissed down to her collarbone.
Lower still.
Took her right nipple in my mouth and sucked.
She arched up.
"Oh god."
Her hands moved from my shoulders to my hair.
Pulled.
I pushed in another inch.
She cried out.
Half pain.
Half something else.
I switched to her left breast.
Gave it the same attention.
Licked and sucked and bit gently.
Her breathing turned ragged.
"You’re doing so good Mera. So fucking good."
"It hurts."
"I know. Just a little more."
I pushed deeper.
Felt resistance.
Then something gave way.
She screamed.
Her nails raked down my back.
Hard enough to leave marks.
Blood trickled down my spine.
HARD TO KILL better fix that fast.
But the pain didn’t matter.
Nothing mattered except getting deeper.
I was maybe halfway in now.
Her walls clenched around me like a fist.
Hot and wet and perfect.
Jesus Christ.
I’m not gonna last.
Not like this.
The drain kicked up.
Way stronger than before.
Her Essentia poured into me in a flood.
The circles in my eyes burned.
So bright I could see the amber glow reflected in her yellow pupils.
She stared up at me.
Eyes wide.
Mouth open.
Her red skin flushed darker.
All the way down to her breasts.
"Don’t stop. Please don’t stop."
Wasn’t planning on it.
I pushed the rest of the way in.
One smooth motion.
Buried myself to the hilt.
She came.
Just from being filled.
Her whole body locked up.
Her back arched so high she nearly bent in half.
Her thighs clamped around my hips.
Her tail squeezed my waist hard enough to crack a rib.
"ROME."
She screamed my name.
Over and over.
Her walls spasmed around me.
Milking me.
Trying to pull me deeper even though there was nowhere else to go.
The drain spiked.
Way past anything I’d felt before.
Her Essentia crashed into me like a tidal wave.
I felt her gates.
Not just the knowledge of how to open them.
I felt them.
All of them.
Every point she’d ever stepped through.
Every location she’d memorized.
The information downloaded directly into my brain.
Coordinates.
Distances.
The exact pressure needed to fold space.
Holy shit.
I actually copied it.
All of it.
But I couldn’t focus on that.
Not with her coming apart beneath me.
Not with her pussy clenching so tight I could barely move.
She went limp.
Her arms fell to the sides.
Her breathing came in shallow gasps.
"You okay?"
"No."
"Need me to stop?"
"If you stop I’ll kill you."
I grinned.
"That’s my girl."
I pulled back.
Slow.
Just a few inches.
Then pushed back in.
She whimpered.
Her hands came back to my shoulders.
Weak.
Trembling.
The drain was taking everything.
I could feel her getting lighter beneath me.
Like the energy was being pulled out faster than she could replace it.
I need to dial this back.
Or she’s gonna pass out.
But I couldn’t.
The drain had a mind of its own now.
Running on autopilot.
Feeding on the pleasure.
On the connection.
On the fact that I was inside her.
I set a rhythm.
Long and slow.
Pulled almost all the way out.
Then sank back in to the hilt.
Her breasts bounced with every thrust.
Perfect and full and tipped with dark nipples that were rock hard.
I couldn’t look away.
She noticed.
"Eyes up here."
"Can’t. You’re too fucking hot."
She flushed darker.
"Shut up."
"Make me."
She tried to pull me down for a kiss but didn’t have the strength.
I leaned down and met her halfway.
Kissed her deep while I kept moving inside her.
Her walls fluttered around me.
Still sensitive from the last orgasm.
Already building toward another one.
She’s insatiable.
This is gonna be a problem.
A really really good problem.
I sped up.
Just a little.
Thrust harder.
She broke the kiss and gasped.
"Wait. I can’t. I just came."
"You can take it."
"Rome."
"Trust me."
I angled my hips.
Changed the depth.
Hit a spot inside her that made her eyes roll back.
"Oh fuck. Right there. Don’t stop."
Found it.
I kept hitting that spot.
Over and over.
Her moans got louder.
Higher pitched.
Desperate.
Her nails dug into my back again.
I felt blood.
Didn’t care.
Just kept going.
Her tail unwrapped from my waist and thrashed behind her.
Opening little stepping discs all over the room.
They flickered in and out.
Unstable.
She was losing control again.
"Rome I’m gonna."
"I know."
"I can’t. It’s too much."
"Yes you can."
I brought my hand up.
Pressed my thumb against her lips.
She opened her mouth automatically.
I slid my thumb inside.
She sucked on it.
Hard.
Her tongue swirled around the digit.
Her eyes locked on mine.
Fuck.
That’s hot.
She’s got an oral fixation.
Good to know.
I thrust harder.
Faster.
The bed creaked beneath us.
Her breasts bounced with every movement.
Red skin glistening with sweat.
She sucked my thumb harder.
Like she needed something in her mouth.
Something to ground her.
I felt the orgasm building.
Not hers.
Mine.
My balls tightened.
Heat pooled at the base of my spine.
Shit.
Already?
It’s only been like twenty minutes.
Pathetic.
But I couldn’t help it.
She was too tight.
Too wet.
Too perfect.
And the drain was amplifying everything.
Every thrust.
Every clench of her walls.
Every little sound she made.
I need to pull out.
Soon.
But not yet.
Not when she was so close.
I could feel it.
The way her breathing changed.
The way her hips started moving on their own.
Meeting my thrusts.
"Come for me Mera."







