Chapter 14 #2
Her pretty little foot, all decorated for Daddy. “I want to take you to get it done.”
“Okay.” She twists fully in my arms, kissing me languidly. “I’d love that.”
Once we dry off, we crawl back into bed. I tuck her into my side. She traces her fingers down my torso, and my abs flex against her touch. My cock thickens again, but it’s a lazy arousal now. The kind that promises to wake her in the middle of the night but doesn’t need to be sated immediately.
I just want her in my arms, her soft words murmuring against my skin.
“You mentioned rules earlier. Bossy Daddy rules.”
“Mmm.”
“That was hot.”
“I was serious, though.”
She smiles. “Okay. Like. . .what?”
I stroke her hair, gathering it into a loose ponytail to hold on to. “I want you to always be honest with me. If I’m asking for too much or pushing you too hard, you need to tell me to stop.”
“That’s not hot!” She pushes up, her face flush with indignation. “That’s. . .”
“Bossy Daddy stuff,” I say dryly. “I can’t turn it off, Rosie. I’m almost twenty-five years older than you. I’ve lived a whole lifetime. Raised a daughter who is older than you. I want the best for you, even if that’s not me.”
“Why wouldn’t it be you?”
“You might not want a family with me, for example.” It hurts to grate those words out, but they have to be said.
“I. . .” Her mouth drops open, then snaps shut. Her eyes shimmer and then spark. “I would.”
“It’s okay to just play with the idea because it’s hot.” Those words hurt, too, in an unexpected way. “You’re protected. I can breed you over and over again without any consequences.”
She bites her lip.
I stroke her mouth gently until she releases the worried flesh. “It’s all right—”
“I don’t just want it to be pretend,” she says in a rush. “If we. . .if this turns into something, I will want your babies. Of course, I would want a family with you.”
I had a whole list of things that a twenty-year-old girl might want instead of a life with me, but it goes fuzzy in my head now, with the way she’s looking at me.
Indignant. Turned on. Powerful.
I haul her on top of me. “It’s not a deal-breaker for me if you didn’t. I will want you no matter what.”
She straddles me, her wet sex finding my heavy shaft. “But you want to knock me up, too.”
I growl and grip her hips, guiding her against me.
Maybe three times a day.
“It’s crossed my mind.” Hourly. I smooth one palm around to cover her soft belly. “You’re fucking ripe, Rosie. Like nobody else has ever been for me.”
“Then pluck me from the tree,” she whispers. “Make me yours in every way.”
I intend to.
She lifts up enough to ease the come-slicked tip of my cock into her pussy, then sinks down on me. There’s no finesse to how we fuck now. It’s raw and slow, me gripping her like my life depends on it, her thighs shaking from the very start.
I tangle my fingers in her hair and tug, holding her still on top of me. My orgasm churns inside me already. “Rosie.”
She grinds against me.
“You’re going to milk me, little girl.”
“Good,” she pants.
“You want me to fill you up? Tuck you in with a full belly?”
She makes a desperate sound that I take as a yes.
Yes, Daddy, breed me.
I cup her ass, my fingers sinking between her cheeks to tease her tight hole there. She shudders, and her pussy flutters around my thickness. I tease the smooth pucker again, and she bears down against me.
“Let me in. Good girl.” I’m throbbing inside her now, my cock leaking right against her cervix.
A few more twists of her hips, and I’ll be knocking her up before she comes.
“Let me play with your ass a little. It’ll feel good for you, and the way your body trembles? That feels real good for Daddy, too.”
“Oh my God.” Her thighs shake against my sides. “Daniel. . .”
“I know. I’ve got you.”
“That feels. . .” She arches her back in my tight hold. “So full.”
She’s spasming around me now. Desperate in every way. I pulse my finger in and out of her, just the tip, and she rolls her hips, figuring out the rhythm.
“That’s it.” I kiss her as I urge her on.
“You’re so good for me. Fuck yourself on my cock as you take my finger, too.
Both holes are full now. You’re so good to take me like this.
Feel that? You’re going to come for me, aren’t you?
Your tight little pussy is going to take me with you.
I’m going to feel it in your ass, too. Every part of you is going to demand that I come in you, and I’ll do it.
I’ll fill you up, baby. You just gotta come for me, first. You gotta get there. ”
She whines and shakes her head, but then she rolls her hips and sinks down on my cock again, taking me all the way to the root, and it feels so good, so goddamn good, that I can’t stop myself, and the climax rips from me.
Her eyes go wide above me, and then she cries out. As that first spurt soaks her walls, her own orgasm hits, and her cunt seizes me in a vicious grip I fucking love.
It doesn’t matter that she’s on the pill. It doesn’t matter that she’s only been mine for a matter of days, and nobody knows yet.
All that matters is this wild, perfect connection. This beautiful second chance.
So I kiss her with everything I have and show her exactly how I feel about this gift she’s giving me.