4. Chapter 4 #2
“You’ll never fucking find out,” I growl, low enough it vibrates through my ribs.
Her legs are locking around my waist before I realize she’s turned herself around to climb onto my lap, arms looping around my neck like a queen claiming territory.
“My Daddy’s mouth is sweet,” she says loud enough for them to hear clearly, sending hot blood pumping into my thick erection as I pin my eyes on the three men.
The diner falls silent as she leans down, tongue darting out to lick the corner of my mouth before sealing her lips over mine in a kiss that likely stops everyone in here from remembering how to breathe.
Her hips roll against me through the denim covering my raging boner, and I hiss into her mouth, teeth grazing her lower lip until she parts for me.
When I finally pull back, her lashes flutter open to meet my gaze.
“Let’s go,” she whispers against my lips as she rocks back and forth on my cock. “My tummy is full, but other parts of me aren’t.”
“Good girl. You like when people are watching don’t you? Get all sticky and needy. Time for your next lesson,” I say, battling my hand into my back pocket for my wallet, dropping bills on the table as I slide us out.
I keep her mounted on me long enough to turn all eyes our way. As I step by the table of flannel clad men, I grab Mina’s ass and snarl, “Get a good look, because that’s all you’re getting.”
They all shake their heads, but their eyes stay locked on Mina as I lower her feet to the floor, take her by the hand and drag her outside behind me.
My rig isn’t back from the maintenance area and I shake my head, looking at a overall clad man leaning against the wall outside the door smoking.
The scent of the cigarette smoke and diesel is familiar, but it’s not the aroma that is my focus right now.
I need inside her wet little hole now. No way I’m going to fuck my stepdaughter for the first time right here up against a wall.
I glance around until I see the red printed sign with an arrow pointing around the back of the truck stop.
“Hang on, baby,” I tell her, pulling her along with me. “Daddy’s going to get you nice and clean. Then make you dirty again.”
The truck stop shower area is sterile and bright compared to the diner’s warmth. The attendant eyes us skeptically behind his counter. “Separate stalls?” he asks when I toss him cash, my daughter still clinging to me, her head resting against my arm.
I smirk, watching her bite her lip. Then she shakes her head and answers for us. “We just need one. Daddy likes me close.”
The attendant snorts with a conspiratorial grin, before handing us a bag with clean towels, soap, shampoo, and a key to shower number four.
“Down that hall, I gave you the one at the end. Enjoy.”
The shower stall is cavernous. More a room than just a shower, with clean, neutral tile and a hint of bleach mixed with something floral. One wall is lined with mirrors, and I take in the sight of Mina wrapped around my body as I step inside and close the door behind us.
“You’re a bad girl. Humping Daddy like that in front of all those people. Making me hard. You know you have to take care of me now, don’t you? You can’t be a little cock tease forever and not pay the piper.”
She’s halfway out of her skirt before I flick the faucet on, but I don’t wait for her to strip before I press her against the tiles. Her breath hitches as my hands slide up her sides beneath her shirt, fingertips grazing nipples already pebbled tight under the spray.
“Take my pants off. It’s time you learned about how babies are made.
Your pussy gets all hot and wet because it needs something.
It needs a man to be inside you, sliding in and out until he empties all his sticky cream in that tight cunt.
But I’ll be the only man who ever gets to breed you, baby.
My little girl was made just for me. Just for this.
It’s a daddy’s right to fuck his daughter first. Most men won’t admit that, but we know better, don’t we? ”
“Daddy,” she gasps, twisting in my arms to yank my belt free, fingers trembling but sure.
I let her push me against the wall instead, hips bucking into her touch like a wild thing.
She’s done with my belt in a flash, then raises her arms, and I strip her shirt, letting it fall to the stall floor as she unfastens my pants, dragging them down my hips, then they fall to my ankles on their own.
“I’m all achy again. I want another orgasm.” Her voice is barely there, drowned by the water roaring, the steam billowing around us.
“Whenever you want, baby,” I rasp, stripping her little shirt over her head, her hair falling over her shoulders. Her mouth crashes over my neck as I palm between her legs, sliding her thong aside so two fingers can push inside slick heat.
She trembles under my touch, eyes wide in the steam as I roll her thong down her hips and let it fall to the floor followed by her skirt.
“We’re going to fuck, baby. You know that right?” I groan, pulling back to meet her gaze. Those goddamn doe eyes are fringed in lashes too long for someone so stubborn. I kiss her forehead gently, my thumb brushing away a tear before she can flinch. “You okay, baby?”
“No, I’m scared,” she bites out, but her hips still press down on my fingers, desperate and trusting all at once. “I don’t want you to think this was a mistake when it’s over.”
“Never, baby. You’ve been my little girl for so long, and now you’re going to be mine in every way. It’s us, always. I love you, Mina.”
“Really?”
I work off my boots, kicking off my pants. We’re naked as I ease us into the warm water, a rosy flush covers her cheeks.
My cock stands up between us and she looks down like it’s her first time seeing me. That look of fear returns, a thousand-fold.
“That’s not going to fit.” She mumbles, her bottom lip starting to shake.
“I’m your Daddy. I know what will fit. It will just be the tip at first, okay baby? We will try that and see how you do.”
Her hesitant nod urges me forward as I push against her belly, then reach down and gather her ass in my hands, lifting her as I turn, the water at my back, her shoulders against the tile.
I nod as I guide myself to the entrance of her heat, fingertips digging into her fleshy hips, her tits grazing my chest as her breathing turns ragged.
I line up, easing her body down until I’m at her center, the brush of her wet heat making my eyes roll back. “You and me, baby. Forever. Daddy loves you.”
“I love you, too,” she whispers. “I always have.”
She glows with joy as I hold myself there, savoring this moment. She’s fucking radiant, stunning, flushed and innocent and trusting and I’m about to fuck all of that sweetness out of her.
“You know I’m going to go inside you bare, always. No condoms for us. Daddies take care of their little girls and always come inside them.”
“Yes, Daddy.” She blinks as understanding dawns. “What if I get pregnant.”
Hearing her say it, makes it more real and turns up the fire already stoked in my gut.
“Then the world will know who you belong to.”
I push in, slow enough to feel her tightness fighting back. But it knows when it’s beaten. My cock breaches her, making her gasp as her cunt swallows me like a velvet fist, wet heat clamping down until stars burst behind my eyelids.
“I can’t breathe,” she whispers, clawing at my shoulders to anchor herself. “That’s more than the tip.”
“Daddy needs you to relax,” I tell her as her eyebrows pinch together and her lip press together to tight they turn white. “Daddy’s cock needs to be inside his little girl’s pussy. It’s where it belongs. So just breathe, baby.”
Women in the past have struggled to take me, so intellectually I know my baby virgin daughter is going to be hurt but some things have to be done.
“You’re doing so good.” I praise, doing my best to go slow as her resistance bands around me. I want to pound into her, ignoring her pain but I strain to keep control as the monster inside me bellows for me to plunge down to the root in one thrust, to take what I rightfully knows belongs to me.
“It’s too much.” She whimpers, her body barely giving as I try to rock more of me into her, her wet skin squeaking on the tile wall.
I thrust against her, hearing her moan as her body is pinned with my weight.
Another thrust. Another. I take her lips with mine as I punch through her resistance, feeling her bite down with the pain, drawing blood from my tongue.
And I’ll take it, because I wish I didn’t have to hurt my little girl.
I pull back an inch, and the tightness makes me dizzy. She’s squeezing and milking and I’ve never felt pussy like this before. Not even close.
She makes little hiccupping sounds as I struggle to get inside. Her pussy grips and adjusts as she yelps and twitches.
“It will get better baby. This time is bloody and it hurts, but it feels so fucking good for me. You’re Daddy’s hot little whore now.”
Her small hips jerked with each of my thrusts as I re-arranged her insides.