Chapter Eight
After breakfast, I carried Kennedy upstairs to the big walk-in shower. The storm had finally eased into a light drizzle, but the power was still flickering. I turned the water on hot and stepped in with her, pressing her back against the tiles as soon as the spray hit us.
We kissed slowly under the water, hands roaming, bodies pressed together. I soaped her up thoroughly — my hands sliding over her breasts, down her stomach, between her legs. I washed her gently but possessively, pushing two fingers inside her cum-filled pussy while I kissed her neck.
“Daddy…” she moaned, rocking against my hand.
I dropped to my knees in the shower, water cascading over us, and ate her out again — slow, thorough licks mixed with the hot spray. I brought her to the edge twice before standing up and lifting one of her legs over my hip.
I pushed inside her slowly, groaning at the tight, wet heat. The shower made everything slicker and more intense. I fucked her against the tiles with deep, rolling thrusts, one hand braced beside her head and the other gripping her ass.
“Look at me, baby girl,” I murmured. Our eyes stayed locked as I took her. “You’re so beautiful like this. Taking Daddy so well.”
Kennedy’s moans echoed off the tiles. She wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing me desperately as I drove into her. I picked up speed, fucking her harder, the wet slap of our bodies loud even over the running water.
I turned her around, pressing her chest against the cool tile while I took her from behind. One hand wrapped around her throat, the other reached around to rub her clit. I bit down on her shoulder as I pounded into her, leaving another mark.
“Tell me you’re mine,” I growled in her ear.
“I’m yours, Daddy,” she gasped. “Only yours.”
I fucked her through another shaking orgasm before pulling out and turning her to face me again. I lifted her fully, pinning her against the wall as I thrust up into her. Her legs wrapped tight around my waist. The position let me go incredibly deep.
We came together like that — her crying out my name, me groaning “Good girl” as I filled her one more time under the hot spray.
Afterward, I washed her hair gently and held her close as the water rained down on us. The storm outside had finally stopped.
We stayed under the hot spray for a long time, just holding each other as the water rained down.
I eventually turned it off, wrapped Kennedy in a big towel, and carried her back to the bed.
We didn’t speak much at first. I laid her down gently and crawled over her, kissing her slowly, deeply, like I was trying to memorize every second.
I pushed back inside her with one smooth thrust. This time it was slow and intimate. No rushing. Just long, deep strokes while we kept kissing. Her legs wrapped around my waist, holding me close as I rocked into her.
“You’re mine now, Kennedy,” I whispered against her lips. “No matter what happens when we leave this cabin.”
She moaned softly, nails gently scratching down my back. “I’ve always been yours, Daddy. Even before you knew it.”
I kept the pace slow and sensual, grinding deep on every thrust so she could feel every inch of me.
We stayed locked together like that for a long time — kissing, breathing each other in, whispering filthy and sweet things between moans.
I told her how perfect she felt. How I was going to keep filling her every chance I got.
How no one else would ever touch what was mine.
When she came, it was with my name and “Daddy” spilling from her lips in a broken moan. I followed right after, burying myself as deep as possible and giving her everything I had left.
We stayed connected afterward, my softening cock still inside her as I held her close. Sunlight was finally pouring through the windows.
“What happens when we drive home?” she asked quietly, tracing circles on my chest.
I kissed her forehead. “We play it smart. Secret weekends here. Late nights when your dad thinks you’re somewhere else. I’ll take care of you, baby girl. This doesn’t end. Not ever.”
She looked up at me with soft, certain eyes. “Good. Because I don’t want anyone else. I’ve waited years for you.”