Secret's behind closed doors(18+)

I walk towards the hill where we always meet. I don't know why but I always get nervous when we meet up. It's just something about him that puts me on edge, but I just don't know what. He always knows how to surprise me, be it with a simply touch or a sudden demand. I love being in control, but it's gradually slipping out of my grasp. It's addictive and I want more, but a small piece of my brain pulls me back and warns me of the danger. I finally reach the top of the hill and see him waiting for me. He smiles and it automatically makes me feel a bit uncomfortable. I sometimes don't know how to act around him. My mind blanks out and everything slowly dawns in. But before that happens I'm an awkward mess waiting for my brain to recollect itself. He stares me down with question a single question lingering in his eyes. "Hey, how have you been?" He smiles a little and answers my question. "I'm doing pretty bad, but it's not something I can't handle." I just smile and stare at the sky. "Am I not getting a hug?" It's a question with an underlying demand. It makes me weak and a bit nervous. I'm just hoping he doesn't feel how my heart is acting up. I wrap my arms around his neck and feel his arms snaking around my back. I close my eyes in delight as his familiar smell enters my nose. This is one of those moments where I wish I could just stay in his arms forever. But all good things come to an end so I reluctantly let him go. "I missed you." He seductively whispers in my ear. "I missed you too." Something about confessing my feelings makes me uncomfortable. I think so many things, but don't show the emotions that drive me to every choice I make. They don't need to know what keeps me running. We talk, laugh and tease each other like we always do. I lie down on my back and close my eyes. Something about nature draws me in and makes me think of the small details of being alive. He lies down next to me and puts his arm around my waist. I turn around and push my back against him. He pulls me closer and rests his head in my neck. His warm breath tickles my neck and sends shivers through my body. I interlock our hands and close my eyes. My breath stops a second when he softly bites my neck. I bite my lip and pray that he doesn't stop. The air slowly fills with s****l tension and needs we can't fulfill. His hands roam over my body, but it's not enough. The touches are not enough. I need more, but I know it's wrong. "Daddy." He softly groans in my ear and calls my name. In that moment I realize how much I've lost control over myself. It's then that I know there's no going back. I'm already lost and I don't want to be find my way back. His b***r rubs against my ass. It just adds a little extra to the aroused state I'm already in. A small part of my mind fights back, so I try to put some distance between him and I with my hand, but I'm met with his member. He grabs my other hand and pins it on my back. A soft moan escapes my mouth and my breathing becomes ragged. "Touch it." He whispers in my ear and softly bites it. Instead of refusing I just oblige and start stroking his member. He struggles to hold in his moans and tightens his grip on my arm. "f**k that feels good, now put your hand in my pants babygirl." I nod and clumsily reach for his trousers. It's a bit difficult cause one arm is trapped behind my back and I have to reach behind me to do what he ordered me to do. He helps me by guiding my hand to where it belongs. I wrap my fingers around his member and stroke it. At first I don't know what I'm doing and my nerves take over. But then something in my head clicks and I tighten my grip. A gasp escapes his lips and that little sound makes me quicken the pace. After several strokes his body tenses, his member gets harder and my hands get wet as he releases his load in my hand. He lets go of my arm, grabs my hand and pulls me closer to him. If I'd only known this was just the beginning of his demands.