Chapter 40
CHAPTER FORTY
MASSIO
We swim back toward the edge of the pool and rest our arms up on the side.
“I can’t believe you ignored her like that.” Thea laughs. “She’s going to be pissed.”
“Someone needs to put her in her place.”
“Well, she’s not used to it.”
“Your father deserves a medal if this is how she acts. No wonder he doesn’t mind her spending so much time away from home.”
She laughs, then bites into her bottom lip. “My father is happy doing his thing.” Wafting a hand around, she locks eyes with me. “I don’t blame him,” she murmurs, letting me know she’s aware of her father’s choices.
“Still, he shouldn’t have left you as much as he does, Thea.
” Emotion lodges in my throat as she blinks away unshed tears.
A wistful expression crosses her face, and I immediately want to lighten the mood.
“At least you have me now. Right?” My eyebrows dance, and she beams back at me.
I want nothing more than to see her smile like that every damn day. So beautiful and carefree.
Then she turns back to watch her mother, who has now moved on to flirting with some poor server, who is probably going to get more than he bargained for when he took the job today.
“Do you think my tits are big enough?” I turn to face her, but she’s staring at her mother, tilting her head from side to side. “My mother thinks I should have had an enhancement for my eighteenth.”
I blink, because what the actual fuck?
“What the fuck, Thea? No,” I hiss, and an uncontrollable anger surges from deep inside. “You’re perfect how you are.”
“I don’t think I need them either.” Thank fuck. My shoulders relax on her words.
“What’d you get instead?” I ask, suddenly intrigued.
“I didn’t get anything; it was my punishment for not having them done.” She rolls her eyes, but I can see the hurt behind them, the emotion she masks where her mother is concerned.
I hate that she feels this way, and the insatiable need to make her feel better burns inside me, itching my skin.
Anger pumps through my veins, but I try to remain calm while her words replay in my mind.
I shift until I’m behind her, her back to my chest, then kneel in the water and slowly roam my hand up her stomach to her perfect tits.
There’s no chance of anyone seeing a damn thing with how we’re positioned, not that I’d care, though her mother would have something to say about it.
“These tits …” I use the tip of my finger to glide over her peaked nipple, and she whimpers, a soft mewling sound she’s been doing more often when I play with her nipples.
I make a mental note of her sensitivity.
“They’re so fucking perfect, Little Brat.
” A vision of her becoming fuller has arousal seeping from my cock.
“I’m going to feed from them when you produce milk for our babies.
” Jesus, I need to come so fucking bad. Her body trembles, and I can only imagine how much her little pussy is weeping, begging for me to fill her.
I slide my hand back down over her stomach and rest it there. “Do you think our baby is in there now? Growing inside mama?”
“Massio?” The gentle yearning in her voice has my hold on her tightening. She needs me. I push farther, gliding my hand beneath her bikini panties.
“You’re all wet from my cum, Little Brat,” I rasp.
I slip a finger inside her, loving the way her warmth holds me in so tightly. Then I pump in and out of her while my free hand toys with the weight of her tit.
“I’m imagining myself milking your tit while my cock is inside you, baby.” I squeeze her tit and follow it up with a pinch of her nipple. “You’d spray your warm milk in my mouth. I’d drink it down like the hungry daddy I am, eager for my milk.”
“Oh god.”
“Theodora!” The whine of her mother’s voice causes me to freeze.
“Come on.” I slip my finger from her pussy and take hold of her hand, then guide her through the water and beneath the waterfall into the cave. I growl at a punk blocking the entrance, and he has the intelligence to make a quick exit.
“She’s going to come looking for me,” she says as I spin her to face me.
I lift her out of the water and tuck her drenched pink locks behind her ear. “Let her. I’ll be ready,” I say with utter confidence.
My need for Thea has taken over. I’m utterly consumed by my little brat. Let my ex-wife see what her little girl does to me.