Sighing, I walked into the apartment that I shared with my boyfriend, Dean Ambrose, locking the door behind me. "Dean? You here," I called out as I took off my shoes and stretched as I checked the kitchen to see if he was stuffing his face, but came up empty. I looked around and stopped at our bedroom door when I heard grunting. Usually, that meant he was doing push-ups so I thought nothing of it as I opened the door and froze. He was sitting on the bed, jeans and underwear around his ankles and his hand busy as he stroked himself. His eyes were closed and sweat was on his forehead as he swore under his breath. I didn't know what to do as I stood there until he opened his eyes and smirked at me. "Hey, baby. How long have you been there," he asked, still stroking himself. "I just got home…" I said, my eyes focused on his hand as he held out his free hand. "Care to help me, babe," he smirked as I walked over to him. I didn't bother to respond as he stood up and kissed me, nipping at my bottom lip as he guided my hand down to his shaft and I took over stroking him. "God. I've missed you," he mumbled against my lips as he thrusted into my hand. "I was here this morning and kissed you before work. What got you in the mood anyways," I chuckled, licking his lips slowly. "Just me thinking about being deep inside of you while you're bent over the bed," he whispered before pulling away and kicked off his jeans and boxers, "but since you're here, I don't have to fantasize or use my hand."
He tugged off my shirt and unzipped my skirt, pulling it so it hit the floor. "You missed me that much, huh?" He nodded as I pulled off his shirt and kissed him before he helped me out of my bra and panties. "Bend that pretty ass over for me," he smirked, tapping my ass. I giggled and bend over, placing my hands on the bed as he positioned himself behind me. "God, I fucking love you. And I love fucking you," he chuckled as he massaged my hips before lining himself up to my entrance. "Show me how much you love me then, baby," I moaned as he pushed inside of me, holding onto my hips as he began thrusting vigorously inside of me. "Fffuuuccckk," I hissed and gripped the bed sheets as he pulled me towards him with each thrust until I got the hint and pushed back, meeting his thrusts each time. "That's my girl. Knows exactly how I like it," he growled and smacked my ass. "Of course, Daddy. I aim to please," I smirked when I saw his eyes darken. He grabbed my hips harder as he began to pound into me, growling as he bit his lip. I gasped and buried my face into the mattress and cried out in pleasure. "Uh uh. Let me hear that beautiful voice I love so much," he ordered then smirked when I didn't uncover my face.
He pulled out of me and chuckled when I whined and look at him. He climbed into bed and laid down, motioning for me to follow. I climbed into bed and straddled him before he grabbed my hips and pulled me down onto him. I moaned as he squeezed my hips, surely to leave bruises, as I rode him. "So fucking good," he groaned as he thrust up into me. "I love having Daddy inside of me," I moaned, sliding my hands down his chest, leaning down and kissed him as I rolled my hips. "Fuck I'm so close," he growled against my lips and rolled us over and thrust into me, hard and fast as he sunk his teeth into my neck, more bruises that I will have to cover up. My orgasm was building to the point that my entire body begged for its release. "You're going to cum on Daddy's cock, baby? You're getting tight on me," he whispered into my ear, nipping my earlobe. "Yes, Daddy. Can I cum please," I begged, digging my nails into his shoulder. He smirked as he pounds into me, not answering my question. "Daddy, please!" I cried out as he wrapped his arms around me and crushed our lips together. "Cum for me, baby. Cum for me." I cried out and arched my back as I came, my body tensing up as my hardest orgasm hit. His thrusts became sloppy and he pulled out, thick hot ropes of cum landing on my stomach. He sighed and pulled out of me, reaching over and grabbed his shirt, wiping my stomach then tossed the shirt before laying next to me, pulling me onto him. "That was... Amazing," I sighed happily, rubbing my cheek on his chest. "This was way better than using my hand," he smirked, kissing my forehead, "I'll remember to jerk off more often if you catch me." "You're such a weirdo!" He chuckled when I playfully hit his chest before pulling me in for a sloppy yet passionate kiss.