Chapter 29 Finn
FINN
I'm powerless against this woman, and damn it, I want her more than I have ever wanted anything else, so I let go, embracing it, letting myself be swept into her vortex.
The sound she makes as she licks my cock, like she’s enjoying it just as much as I am, nearly makes me come.
Her small hand is wrapped around my cock as she parts her lips and sucks the tip into her mouth.
She pops off, licking my length again and getting me wet before she swallows me down, hollowing her cheeks while gazing up at me as she watches me come undone.
Bobbing up and down a few times before taking me even deeper.
I feel my cock hit the back of her throat before she swallows, pulling me deeper.
“Fuck, baby, your mouth feels so good. Look at you taking my fucking cock, such a good fucking girl.” I have no clue where that came from but my girl preens under my praise.
“Fuck, baby, you keep doing that and I’m not going to be able to stop myself from thrusting down your throat.” She looks up at me through her lashes, tears on her cheeks as she swallows me down further, cutting off her air.
“Is that what you want? You want Daddy to fuck that pretty mouth?” She whimpers as she nods, moving faster on me.
Gripping her hair, I thrust into her mouth.
Lex hums in approval and rubs her thighs together like she's getting off on this too.
My restraint breaks and I start thrusting harder.
Her moans spur me on. Her mouth feels so fucking good, and seeing her lips wrapped around my cock is just too much.
I fuck her mouth, pumping into it over and over.
“Baby, you look so sexy on your knees with your lips wrapped around my cock like that.” She moans around me, the vibrations getting me impossibly harder.
“That’s my good girl, you like Daddy’s cock down your throat, don’t you?
” She reaches down to touch herself and it pushes me past the point of no return.
“I’m going to come, Lex.” I make to pull out of her but she grabs my ass, holding me in place and sucking hard.
She reaches between my legs and squeezes my balls.
I explode, my orgasm threatening to take my legs out from under me as I growl through my release.
She swallows greedily like she's going to suck down every last drop of me.
As I’m panting to catch my breath, she finally pops off me, licking her lips.
“Fucking, hell, Lex…” My words stutter at the sound of a car door shutting.
Marcee is back. Alexis looks up at me, still on her knees, with my cock bobbing in front of her face.
With a self-satisfied smile, she plants a light kiss on the tip before tucking me back into my shorts.
I offer her my hand to stand, then she rights her top and walks over to the sink like nothing happened.
Like she didn’t just give me the best fucking blow job of my life.
I barely compose myself and come back to reality before my daughter waltzes into the kitchen, all smiles.
“Hey, Dad. Surprise! Dinner is on us tonight. I hope you’re hungry.” I nearly groan, because I absolutely am hungry, but not for Italian food. Alexis throws a wink at me over her shoulder like she knows exactly what I'm thinking.
We end up in the living room with our dessert, watching Schitt’s Creek. It brings back memories of the night Alexis and I watched it together while on the phone. I never thought something so pedestrian could feel so intimate, but somehow, it had.
Marcee steals the recliner again, leaving me and Alexis on the couch.
I feel hyperaware of her every move. When she pulls her legs up onto the couch and her feet almost touch my thigh, I squirm, my cock perking up from the thought of any inch of her grazing me.
When she takes a bite of cake, my eyes track the movement of her mouth on the fork and the way her tongue darts out to catch a crumb, like when it darted out to lick the cum off me.
Every minute we sit here, in the same room as my daughter, is a delicious form of torture and I can’t decide if I want it to stop or never end.
We watched four episodes, and I can’t even remember anything that happened in them because I was too busy forcing myself to not look at Alexis.
To not notice the way her shorts formed to her ass, calling for my teeth to dig into the tender flesh.
I definitely didn’t notice how open the leg holes were, or that I could probably slip a finger through and bury it in her pussy.
And I absolutely wasn’t wondering what I would find if I did, if she would be wet and waiting for me.
Of course, I wasn’t, because that would be bad, and I have to stay away from the siren who invades every ounce of my brain.
Lying in my bed, sleep eludes me. I keep replaying the scene from the kitchen over and over.
The way Alexis looked on her knees with her perfect mouth wrapped around my cock.
My hand is in my boxers, stroking my rigid cock, still hard even after getting off in the shower earlier.
Then I get an idea. A wild and crazy one, and I launch myself out of bed like my body made the decision before my brain could catch up.
On silent feet, I make my way down the long hall to the room across from my daughter’s.
Pausing outside Marcee’s door, I press my ear to it, listening for any indication that she's still awake. Once I'm certain she’s asleep, I head to the door across the hall. Standing just outside the door, my hand grips the knob as my heart starts pounding. I’m practically vibrating with nervous energy; that shifts to heated anticipation as I slip into the dark and silent bedroom.
Pausing just inside the room, I let my eyes adjust to the darkness as I work to steady my breath and calm the racing of my heart, certain it's loud enough to wake the whole house. Once I can see better, I check the bed, and there she is, a sleeping goddess. Without turning, I reach behind me and flip the lock on the door. Fuck, this is so wrong, so reckless—so fucking hot. Consequences be damned, I want this girl like an addict wants their next hit, and I’m taking what I want.
She’s curled up on her side, the thin sheet draped over her luscious curves.
I kneel on the edge of the bed and begin to pull the sheet toward me, slowly exposing her body.
The clouds shift outside and the moonlight flows through the open window, allowing me an even better view of my girl.
She’s wearing a pale pink silky slip-style nightie that accentuates her body.
As the sheet is pulled from her, she rolls over onto her back with one knee hiked up.
My breath catches in my chest when I realize two things.
First, my naughty girl isn’t wearing any panties, second, she's perfectly bare.
I reach out, letting my fingers trace over the smooth area free of any hair. She moves a little at my touch.
My fingers glide between her legs, my touches whisper-soft.
Running one finger through her folds, I have to bite my cheek to quiet the moan that threatens to break free at the wetness I find.
I swipe my finger through her wet center, back and forth until her hips are rising to meet my movements.
Her eyes are still closed and she’s breathing softly, telling me she's still asleep.
Is this what she likes, is this what she fantasized of as she read earlier?
Dipping a finger inside of her, I fuck her slowly with one before adding a second.
Moisture drips from her core, coating my fingers as I part her and lick through her center up to her clit.
She squirms, her eyes fluttering. With my eyes on her face, I spear my tongue deep into her, her pussy clamps down and her eyes fly open.
“Finn?” Damn, her voice is rough and husky with sleep. I continue to lazily lick her, swirling her clit with my tongue. Her hands reach down to my hair, sinking her grip into it. Fuck, I love how responsive she is.
“It’s not fair that you got a taste earlier and not me, now Daddy’s hungry.” The words feel filthy coming from my mouth, but I like it.
Smiling, she spreads her legs wider. “Then eat up. Let me feel what that mouth can do.”
Fuck, she is fucking perfect. I drop my head, burying my face in her pussy and breathing in deeply before licking her from hole to clit in one long motion.
The taste of her explodes on my tongue and I growl possessively.
“Lex, baby, you taste so fucking good, so sweet. I could stay here all night licking you.” Her arousal coating my tongue causes me to groan.
She presses my face further into her, holding me right where she needs me, chasing her pleasure and driving me mad.
Alexis cries out as I suction onto her clit.
I pull off her, my chin already damp from her juices.
“Shhh,” I scold, sliding two fingers inside of her, needing to have some part of me in her as I talk.
“Lex, you have to be quiet, baby.” She whimpers, biting her lip and I curl my fingers, stroking just a little.
Right as I can tell she's about to tumble over the edge, I rip my fingers from her, earning me a frustrated growl that is louder than we can risk. Without thinking, I slap her drenched pussy, the wet smack filling the room. Grabbing a pillow, she yells into it, muffling the sound. Pure satisfaction fills me and a smile takes over my face. That’s my girl.
“Good girl, scream into that pillow, baby. Let me hear how good I make you feel. Just me, those sounds are for me and me alone. Mine.”
Without warning, I reach under her ass, lifting her up and unleash every ounce of pent-up tension on her pussy.
Licking and sucking on her until she's panting, chanting, “Yes, Daddy, more, Daddy,” over and over.
Shifting, I press two fingers into her again and start the motion that I know drives her wild before sucking her clit into my mouth and lashing it with my tongue in rhythm with my fingers.
Within seconds, she's screaming into the pillow and a rush of fluid coats my face.
I lap it up like the greedy bastard I am, savoring it all, savoring her.
I slow my movements and pull my fingers from her, while I lick her slowly through her orgasm.
When she goes limp, I sit up and look down at her body all blissed out and sexy as hell. I told myself that I just needed a taste, just one taste, then I could walk away.
I’m a fucking liar. I will always crave this woman.