Chapter 8
EIGHT
Jack
She broke my heart when she talked about feeling like her selfish shit of a mother threw her away.
But, at the same time, I’m a selfish fucker when it comes to her and if her mother hadn’t done what she did, I wouldn’t have her here right now. So, I’m not sure which one of us is the bigger monster.
That’s not important. I pick Layla up, spinning her around, and I’ve got her in my bedroom before the haze clears from my lust-addled brain. My pulse pumps in my cock so hard the pain makes me wince, but there’s nothing more important than her right now. I’m claiming what’s mine. Bring on the consequences. The people that love me will have to just get over it because I’m not losing Layla. Now that I’ve tasted her, I’d destroy worlds to have her next to me.
I love my daughter, of course. Arianna will be pissed, maybe even not talk to me for awhile, but I’m going to take that risk. I’ll win her back. When she sees how much I love her best friend, she will eventually understand. I’ll never give up on bringing us all into a family, no matter what I have to do.
Carter may be another story, but right now, sorry friend, Layla’s the trump card and I’m playing to win.
I’m through the bedroom door and throwing her on the bed, because this is where she sleeps now. She will never wake up without me again. Never go to bed without knowing I’m here for her in every way a man can be.
And then some.
“Daddy…” She purrs, working the single button on my shirt open, letting the fabric fall away, exposing her perfect pink virgin cunt.
“Yes, baby.” I lunge forward, spreading her legs with my hips and threading her fingers into mine, holding them above her head as I grind and hump into her pussy. The damp heat of her pussy pressing against the iron pole under my jeans makes the pain of my thick erection spike through my center.
“I need you.”
“I need you too. More than you know,” I answer, pumping against her as her nectar soaks through my jeans. “I need something from you though. Something you can only give once. No one else will ever have this gift. It’s all mine. Just like you’re going to be, so be warned. This little honey trap of yours belongs to me from now on.”
Right now I don’t care that I’m a barbarian compared to her. My lips come down as hers come up to meet me, our tongues lashing together like two snakes doing a mating dance. It’s perfect, hot…the forbidden fruit I thought I’d never claim is going to be mine and mine alone, forever.
I clench my eyes shut, concentrating on the sensation of the kiss, the way her tongue rolls with mine like she knows exactly what to do. I capture her little moans and purrs in my mouth, releasing her hands, pushing to the side so I can get a handful of her tit and squeezing the soft mound as she arches under me.
She’s wiggling her hips, riding the front of my jeans, and it makes me realize there’s going to be nothing coming between us.
My cock swells thicker at the thought. Breaking from our kiss, she moves her slick lips down my neck, nibbling and sucking, making me nearly shoot off in my pants.
“Just so you know…” I murmur, breathing hard.
“Mmm…” She hums, continuing to work her tongue and mouth up and down my neck.
“My cock is going to take your cherry with nothing separating us. My seed is going to coat you, become part of you, breed you until you’re round and full. Daddy’s going to put a baby inside his baby.”
Her hands slide down my bareback, scoring my flesh then digging in, pulling me against her. The hard little buds of her nipples press into my chest and I need inside her like my heart needs to beat.
I push up, taking in all of her. From her flickering, lusty eyes to the way a shimmering seep of her liquid delight runs down the crack of her ass, soaking into the white sheets on my bed.
Our bed.
She will never again leave me. I don’t understand how she’s turned my life upside down like this, but the waiting is over.
“You ready, little one? Ready to make me the happiest Daddy in the world?”
She hisses on a nod, lifting her hips an inch. “I want you to be so happy.”
I move over her, reaching down and pressing the swollen head against her soaking purity, and it’s like she was made for me in some laboratory. Her hands flutter up, gripping the tops of my arms as I ease forward.
“Fuck, baby.” She’s tighter than I thought. Impossibly tight. And I’m afraid I’m going to tear her in two. The cum seeping out of me mixes with her warm nectar as she starts to squirm and spread her legs farther, giving me more room to work. “Your little kitty is going to be sore for a while, but it will stretch. It will hurt, but you will take me. Just breathe, baby…Daddy’s coming home.”
She’s begging me with her eyes and her little pants, sounding like she’s in heat.
“I want to be yours,” she whispers as the tip finds her resistance and there’s no easing this moment, it’s going to be hard and painful but I can’t hold back any longer. “Just do it, please.”
Her opening quivers against my cock as I hear her take one sharp inhale and I drive forward, kissing her scream from her lips as I set the first inches inside her, nearly blinding myself with the painful choking of her tightness around my shaft. I take two handfuls of her hair and try to sooth her whimpers with a soft kiss, my heart thundering in my chest.
The walls of her pussy squeeze as I try to ease forward, but she’s making it nearly impossible. I ease my mouth back from hers, pulling her head back, fingers tangled in her dark mane as our eyes meet.
“Let me in, Prima. I know it hurts, I promise it will feel better soon. Call me Daddy while I’m inside you…”
She nods against my hands and takes a deep breath, her cheeks ripe pink as I clench my jaw and ease forward, deeper into her perfect warm softness. I’m so fucking close to the edge already, but I clamp my teeth tight, drop my head and squeeze my eyes shut. The pain of her strangling my dick is matched by the pounding in my temples.
“Daddy.” She hisses as I stroke inside her opening.
I know I’m not going to last. Her milking channel is already pulsing around my dick as I slip in and out, the slick sound of her wetness only pushing me closer to the edge.
Shit. Fuck. Goddamn. Hold on, Jack…just a little more. Take her all the way, don’t you fucking quit now.
I watch her eyes go white as I root into her, balls deep, and hold myself there as she winces and arches, talking my balls down from spilling right now. The muscles down the backs of my legs and my ass twist into painful knots as I try to focus and calm the fuck down.
“You okay, baby?”
She nods, her eyes glassy, as I start to slide in and out of her silky walls in long, slow movements. She answers by moving her hips upward, grinding herself against me, and I can’t fathom how she gets more perfect with every passing second.
“I’m okay. Hurts, but I don’t seem to care. It’s like the happiness overrides the pain. I want more.” She clenches her walls around my cock and a warm gush of her honey flows out, dripping down my balls. “More, Daddy. More fucking. I want to feel what it’s like when you come inside me.”
Fuck. Shit, shit, shit.
This perfect, sweet girl is begging for me to fuck her and I answer with a hard thrust, driving the air from her lungs.
“Hungry cunt for Daddy.” I hit it harder, faster, building into a frenzy as her fingernails dig into my shoulders, her feet wrapping around my lower back, banging into my ass with each powerful thrust. As I fuck, my brain is already planning our future. How she will fit into my life, how if she ever tried to leave, I’d hunt her down and drag her back. Chain her here until she realizes there is no other life for her but us now.
No other life than this.
Her moans ramp up, her plump pink lips opening as I ride her cunt like a madman. I should be slow and romantic, but I can’t do it. She’s mine. I need her to understand.
“Your cherry is mine. Your pussy is mine. You understand? I get to do what I want with it from now on. I’ll always make sure to take care of you, give you all the pleasure you will ever need, but when I want you, I’ll take you. That’s how it’s going to be.”
“Yes,” she whispers but I want more.
“Every fantasy I’ve written down in that book I showed you? We’re going to act them all out. Sometimes I’ll let you choose, sometimes I’ll choose, sometimes we will make new ones. But I’m a filthy old man, baby. I’ve been jerking off thinking of your sweet young pussy for so long. We’ve got to make up for lost time.”
I pump in and out, the bed banging against the wall with the impact of my thrusts as I grind my pelvis against her.
“Ah, God, Jack…”
“Yes,” I grit out, barely hanging on, my balls drawing up tight against my body, ready to send in the cavalry and take over her womb.
“Did you ever…” Her little hands brush up my neck to hold over where my pulse is throbbing under my jaw. “Like, touch yourself when I was there at your house? In the other room, thinking of me?”
It makes me hit her harder, her cervix meeting the tip of my swollen cock, listening to her yelp with each thrust. I pause, my brain trying to decide how to answer her.
“Yes,” I admit, wincing at the pain of bottoming out inside her with each rough thrust. “Every time. I shouldn’t tell you…”
“Yes, you should,” she answers and I see the zing of excitement in her eyes. “Tell me one fantasy you had while I was sleeping in the other room.”
Her feet press harder into my ass, and I know more than ever before she is the one and only for me.
“I—I thought—” Fuck, how do I tell her this? Why is this the fantasy I want to share with her right now as I strip this sweet young thing of her innocence? “I thought of you in your little pink and green striped nightgown…the one you used to prance around in. I imagined you were doing it just for me. Teasing me. You wanted me to come and get you out of the bedroom at night, pull you down the hall and kiss that hungry little pussy you’d been keeping from me.”
“Ah, yes…more, tell me more…”
“I’d give you lessons. Teach you how to please me, how to please yourself. I’d lay you on my bed, lick you, then take your hand, show your little fingers how to roll your clit just right as you spread your legs and gave me a show.”
“More…”
Her eyes are half-lidded now as I press my pelvis into her clit. She’s close and I’m on a hair-trigger, but my little fantasy is turning her on, and there’s no better gift than that right now.
“I’d lift up your nightgown, make you bite the hem in your mouth, holding it there so I could see all of you. You’d watch in awe as I took myself out, stroking as you played with yourself until we were both on the edge. I’d teach you how to cum, then as you moaned and called my name…I’d shoot off all over your tiny body. Spraying cum on your belly, your tits, your pussy…then finally, onto your face. You’d be covered with me. When we were done, I’d pull your nighty down, press it into my cum, rub it into your face while I spank your ass for teasing me and put you back to bed. The next morning when you come down to breakfast, your nightgown would be stuck in place and I’d know it was because of me.”
I can’t talk anymore, and it’s okay because I give her one more hard pump and her body stills for just a moment before the storm hits. She gushes hot juice around my dick, her face twisting into the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen as I slam forward one last time.
The muscles in my gut twist and lockdown as I finally give myself relief.
Her body twists as her eyes close, and the power of my climax blinds me. Her walls convulse around me, milking the spurts of my hot cum deep into her as I deliver more against her cervix than I thought I could ever produce in a lifetime. I come so fucking hard, the room spins and I’m helpless to stop the overpowering emotions that take over.
Her sexy noises draw two more sprays as my balls ripple with pleasure and I look down at the angel below me in awe.
“You’re never leaving me,” I heave out, watching her eyes open, latched onto mine as I finally release her hair. I run my hands down her back as I ease out of her, looking down to watch as her body spreads around my cock, slick with our combined juices, tinted with pink.
“I won’t…on one condition.” She smiles as I pull out, laying down, pulling her on top of me.
“Condition? You have a condition for me?”
“Yes.” She straddles my pelvis, centering her soaking, spread pussy on my shaft, and starts slipping up and down without putting me inside her. “I have things I’ve thought about too…when I was here and you were in here sleeping.”
“Oh yeah?” My pulse quickens, my dick still rock hard as I reach up and cup her tits.
“Yeah…you want to know what I thought about?”
“Of course. You should always tell Daddy everything. Especially your dirtiest thoughts.”
“How about I show you?” She bites into her lip, her hips flexing back and forth on my girth as her hands press into my pectorals.
“Show me, baby…show Daddy what a dirty girl you are just for him. Always, forever, for him…”