A/N: Hello & Welcome Back To If Only I Could Save You! From here on out, after the A/N, there will be a brief recap, if you didn't understand one chapter. Enjoy!
Recap: So, chapter one was mostly background info, leading up to the plot.
When she stepped inside the house, she was bombarded with warm lips on her's. She wrapped her hands around his neck. He grabbed her wrists and held them next to her head, rendering her immobile. She broke away for air, allowing his next target to be her neck. He grazed her supple skin with his teeth, making a chill go down her spine. She moaned, urging him to continue the pleasant torture. He smiled and chuckled out of his nose, grazing the same skin again. He massaged the abused skin with his tongue. She giggled, her eyes closing and her breathing picking up. She tried moving her hand around, but Joseph wanted her hands to stay right were they were, above her head.
"Let's go to the bedroom.." he whispered, letting her hands fall to her sides. She was left out of breath, but she followed him, like a puppy to it's mother. She shedded her shirt, a black tank top remaining on her frame. She unbuttoned her pants and allowed them to slide down her waist where eventually they fell to the floor and she stepped out of them. By the time they reached the room, she was standing before him with little clothes on, just enough to tease him. She shut the door and leaned against it. He wrapped his arms around her thin waist with a smile on his face. She lifted her leg and wrapped it around his, bringing him closer. He pulled her off the door and guided her to the bed as her leg fell back to the floor. He pushed her onto the bed, making her giggle some more. He stripped himself of his shirt, making her wince with lust. She watched him strip, the way his muscles moved making her shudder. She slid her panties off, feeling them getting wet, just by watching him. She rubbed her sex, her finger slipping inside her. He watched her please herself, a hard-on sprouting in the confines of his pants. He unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor along with his boxers. He placed his hand on her stomach. He moved her hand out of the way and slipped his hand inside of her. She placed her hand on the mattress, allowing him to take control. He slid his middle finger inside her, making her back arch. Another finger added, a small moan falling from her lips. She shoved her bangs out of her face as he continued. Another finger joined, making her grasp the gray bedsheets. She spread her legs farther apart, enhancing the pain instead of the pleasure. She didn't care about the pain. She just wanted Joseph more than anything in the world. He retracted his hand and aligned his erect penis with her entrance. At her nod, he pushed his hips forward. He brushed against her G-spot, making her back arch. She let a small sigh fall from her mouth as he continued to search for the spot that had her openly moaning. When he found it, she arched her back even more and she gasped as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She writhed around under him, her entire body on fire. She slid forward, making his cock head dive further into her. He smiled as he felt small beads of his seed leak inside her. She trailed her hands along the sides of his torso, making him shudder under the tickling sensation. He built a faster pace, making her whimper for more.
"J-Joseph.. Harder.." it was no more than a whisper.
"Call me daddy.." He growled.
"H-harder, daddy!" He complied to her request. The bed started creaking with every movement of his hips. She was a beautiful moaning mess on the bedsheets. He fondled her breasts, making her shudder under his touch. She felt a stream of her liquids pour out on the bed as her lower regions spasmed vigorously, indicating that she had reached her climax. She was screaming and rubbing herself. He pushed his hips forward, being sure to brush against her G-spot. She propped herself up on her elbows to get a better look at what was happening. She saw her liquids pouring out onto Joseph's abdomen. She collapsed back onto the bed, her elbows giving out on her. He continuously slammed into her G-spot, coaxing more moans from her lips. When he stopped, she was a bright tomato red and she was out of breath. He drank in her body, watching her as she writhed around in intense ecstasy. He slid his pants on left the room to collect her clothes that she dropped in the hallway. By the time he got back to the room, she was sitting on the edge of the bed. He tossed the bundle of clothes in his hand on the bed.
"You wanna take a shower?" She stood, a little bit off balance.
"Yes, daddy." She almost fell, but she was caught by her lover. He kissed her hair and inhaled her scent. He picked her up, noting that she couldn't walk without stumbling. He placed her in the shower and stripped his clothes and set them aside. She leaned against the cold granite wall as he stepped inside with her. He ran the hot water, the steam rising from the floor. He closed the gap between them and locked their lips. She wrapped her arms around his waist, her hands at the small of his back. Joseph grabbed the soap and poured some into his palm. He trailed his hands over her. She grabbed the bottle and poured some soap into her palms. She trailed her hands over his body. She felt something prick against the inside of her thigh. She smiled, knowing what it was. She placed her hand on his stomach, telling him to step back a little bit. He did a he was requested as she fell to her knees. She grabbed his length and ran it over her palm. He inhaled sharply as she gave a small tug. She took him in her mouth. He placed his hand at the back of her head, his eyes closing. She kneaded the base and let him melt over her. He gave a small moan, telling her that he was close. She tightened the grip she had on his length and continued to knead until he released his load at the back of her throat. She allowed his jism to coat her face and hair. She gave his penis one last suck and came off of him with an audible pop. She stood, letting him see the work he had done. He trailed his finger along her cheek, a bead of his seed on her cheek. He brought it to her lips and put it in her mouth. She suckled on his finger, getting all of the white cream off. He smiled and kissed her, ignoring the amount of cum on her face. "Turn around, baby." He commanded giving her one final kiss before she did as she was told. He pushed her against the wall, her chest against the cold surface. She felt a prodding against her ass hole. She sucked in a breath of air as he slipped inside. She collapsed, her legs giving out under the pain of the unrecognized object being there. He gathered her in his arms and kept her standing. "That feel good, baby?" He kissed her neck and hair comfortingly, trying to lessen the pain. She shuddered as he brushed against the firmer nerve within.
"Fuck.. yes, daddy.." He never missed his target as he continued. She was a moaning mess under him, her sex continuously being slammed against the wall. She pressed her forehead against the wall. Tears started to form at the corners of her eyes, the closer she got to her peak. He grinded into her, making growling moans form at the back of her throat. He leaned close to her ear. "You like that?" She felt his hands sliding to her front, making her shudder.
"Yes, daddy!" He continued to pound into her. His hands were still on her hip bones, keeping her in his control. She felt a river of his seed travel into her depths and made her moan softly. He released his engorged penis from her tight hole and let her almost fall on the wall. Joseph stepped out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. He gathered their clothes and went back to the bathroom, seeing Sadie looking in the mirror, the seed still on her face. She ran the sink water and washed the cream off her face and hair. He set the clothes on the sink as she washed her face. He separated the clothes and dried off.
He threw her a towel to dry her body and face off. "When are you going to tell Martyn about us?" Joseph asked, pulling a shirt over his head. Sadie didn't answer directly.
"When's a good time?" She asked, sliding her pants over her legs. He placed his glasses on his face.
"Soon. Because I'm pretty sure I got you pregnant." He joked. She laughed at his little comment and slid on her shirt. She was afraid to tell Martyn to be honest. He had a lot on his plate as is, and to add to that, it would be absolute torture. She would tell him tomorrow. It had to be that time, or something would happen. Possibly something that she didn't want to happen. It would be better not to procrastinate with it. She settled on tomorrow, no later no sooner.