Dane
She's wearing my shirt.
That’s it.
Just the white button-down from yesterday. It swallows her frame, hits mid-thigh, and leaves her legs bare.
I should be a gentleman. Let her eat the breakfast I made. It’s Saturday, we have all day to fuck and suck and learn all the things we crave about each other.
But she walks into the kitchen all soft and flushed, her legs shaky from last night, and I lose every ounce of discipline I ever pretended to have.
"Get over here."
She startles. Looks at me with those big, sleepy eyes.
"I was going to—"
"You were going to sit in Daddy's lap while he feeds you. Now."
She scurries.
Good girl.
The second she's in my arms, I wrap myself around her. Press a kiss to her temple. Her cheek. Her jaw. I can’t get enough of her.
She tastes like sex and makes my heart seize. I love her more every second.
"You sore?" I nibble her neck.
She nods shyly but let’s out a satisfied sigh.
"You like that?"
"Yes, Daddy."
My cock twitches beneath her.
"You’ll be feeling me for days, baby. I like that. Like knowing you’re carrying the memory of me in every step you take. All Daddy’s hot seed making you a sticky mess under your panties."
She whimpers as I slide a forkful of eggs to her mouth. She opens like a good girl.
"Daddy..."
"Hmm?"
"What happens now?"
I pause.
Then I cup her jaw and tilt her face up as she chews slowly.
"Now you stay right here where you belong. In this house. In my bed. My cum deep inside that tight little teasing cunt of yours. Then, soon enough, you’ll be wearing my name."
Her eyes widen as she swallows.
"Name?"
"I’m putting a ring on your finger, baby. The moment the courthouse opens. I fucked that virgin pussy of yours raw. You’re going to have my baby. Daddy’s baby is going to be inside you. And you’ll be my wife and I don’t care what the world says."
"But—"
"No buts. You think I’m letting anyone else look at you again? You think anyone else gets to hear your little sounds? See that perfect body when it twists and squirts and makes a big mess?"
She shakes her head.
"That’s right. You’re mine. You’ve been mine since the day you moved in. You just didn’t know it yet."
"I know now." She leans in and I crush our lips together shoving my tongue deep, teaching her that her mouth will receive whatever I want to put inside it from now on.
My hand slides to her belly. I palm it.
Flat now. But not for long.
"You like feeling Daddy grunt and spurt inside you?"
Her breath catches. “I loved it. I love you kissing me, all the funny feelings it makes. Your big cock pushing inside me, the way you look when you feel good.”
"Gonna keep you knocked up, barefoot, and milk filled. You'll be Daddy's good little creamy wife. Always waiting in my bed. Legs spread, tits squirting."
She moans.
I slip a hand between her thighs.
Sticky and hot.
"Say it."
"I want it. I want to be yours. I want your baby, Daddy."
"Good girl."
I feed her the rest of the plate of foot, but my mind is elsewhere.
Once she’s swallowed the last bite, I turn her to face me, forcing her to straddle me.
Her body’s a temptation I’ll never get over—warmth radiating through my jeans.
“I’m going to slide inside you,” I grunt, thumb circling her clit without mercy.
Her breath hitches. “When Daddy needs relief? I’ll hit it hard, baby.
As hard as I like.” “Until it hurts?” she whispers, tracing a circle on my cheek playing the game with me.
“Sometimes, but then, you’ll get all those good funny feelings again.
” I rip the shirt over her head, drinking in how pink and perfect she is—untouched except by me.
“And this?” I twist her clit between thumb and forefinger until she yelps.
“This is your special spot and I’m going to spend a lot of time kissing, licking, touching...
” My palm skims the valley between her breasts.
“I’m marking every inch again today,” I say, licking a stripe up her neck. She’s got that sweet little strawberry scent from the bath I gave her early this morning, my mouth a beast devouring her sweetness. I reach down and free myself from my pants, then lift her and guide the tip to her wetness.
“Open wider.” I grip her hips sharply until she complies.
“Is this good?” She strains to open her legs as she leans against me.“Very good. Now, sit on it.” I tell her grazing the flesh of her neck with my teeth.
“Oh God—” Her fingers knot in my hair as I push her down.
“Be a brave girl and let Daddy in. Are you mine now?” My teeth scrape her earlobe, her body opens, my cock buried inside her as we both heave in deep breaths.
She nods, and I lift her knees, position her little feet on the edges of the chair, driving deeper than before.
“Answer me.” “Yes—Daddy,” she gasps. I slam into her relentlessly, her cries echoing off the walls until the room spins, everything narrowing down to how good she feels wrapped around me.
“You’re… too deep this way.” “Take it all,” I snarl, pumping faster when her channel pulses against my shaft.
Her fingernails rake down the sides of my neck as we crash toward the edge again.
I catch a breast in my hand, thumb rubbing that stiff peak into a burning point until she’s fucking back as hard as I am.
When the climax rips through me, I’m blind.
Her walls milking every drop of come from what feels like my bones.
We collapse into each other, the scent of breakfast and sex swirling around us.
My forehead rests against her shoulder as I realize this girl has carved herself into the places of me where I was emptier than I would ever admit.
Her body goes limp and her hands are in my hair, clinging like she’ll never let go.
“I love my Daddy.”
“I love my daughter.” Another spurt of cum shoot up from my balls as I’m buried deep inside her hot little cunt.
She’s never getting away. I’ll make sure of it.
Because she’s mine now.
And I’m never letting her forget it.