Chapter Four
By morning I had already taken her twice more.
Once slow and deep on her side while the early light crept across the bed, my hand between her legs rubbing her clit in tight circles until she came with my cock still twitching inside her.
I pulled out and finished on her inner thighs, then rubbed the mess into her skin with my palm.
The second time I sat on the edge of the bed and made her ride me, hands on her waist guiding her down onto every inch while I watched her face.
“Look at me while you take it,” I ordered. “I want to see what it does to you knowing your father’s cock is the one stretching this pretty little hole.”
She came hard enough that her nails left red lines down my chest. I lifted her off and moved her onto her belly before I followed, stroking myself between her spread cheeks, and painted her ass with thick, hot spunk.
Then I carried her to the shower and washed her myself, my hands moving between her legs under the pretense of cleaning. I turned her around so my chest was pressed to her back, and shoved two fingers back into her swollen cunt just to feel how used she already was.
Mallory came on my hand again after I rubbed her clit with my thumb in gentle, slow motions. She had her forehead against the tile and my mouth at her ear telling her how perfect she was in every single fucking way.
When she was relaxed and gasping I shut off the shower, dried her off, and carried her back to bed.
“I can’t get enough,” I said as I buried my head between her thighs and ate her out in long, slow licks that had her legs shaking.
“More, daddy.”
I gave my girl what she wanted by sucking her clit while my fingers worked her open, pumping those digits in and out while my tongue never stopped. When she came again, I groaned into her pussy like the taste of her orgasm was the only thing that had ever mattered.
When she was loose and sated on the bed, I climbed up and braced my knees on either side of her shoulders, and fed my cock into her mouth.
She took me so well, and I fucked her throat in slow, controlled strokes while she looked up at me with wide eyes, the moans coming from her vibrating along my dick.
She hollowed out her cheeks, and I grew harder when spit ran down her chin and out the corners of her mouth. I wiped it with my thumb and smeared it along her cheeks, marking her up real good.
“Good girl,” I murmured. “Taking your daddy’s cock so deep in your throat.”
And I did just that, my self-control fucking gone. I came long and loud, pumping spunk into her mouth, hearing her swallow it, then pulled out so milky white ropes could cover her lips and chin. I growled watching my seed drip down onto her chest.
My whole body shook as I pushed the head of my cock back between her lips so she had to swallow around me one more time. I stayed there for a few seconds, breathing hard, staring down at the mess I’d made of her.
Then I pulled free, wiped a smear of cum from her chin with my thumb, and dragged her up against my chest. She was still shaking, and I moved beside her so I could hold her close. I had one hand buried in her hair, the other tracing slow circles on her back while our heart rates came back down.
“Mine,” I said against her temple, voice rough. “You understand that?”
She nodded against my throat, too wrecked to do much more than that.
I stayed like that for a long time, just breathing her in, feeling the way her body slowly relaxed into mine. The house was quiet around us because no one else existed. No rules, social rules, or consequences.
Just the two of us and the line we’d finally crossed.
After a while I reached for the discarded shirt on the floor and cleaned her face and chest as gently as I could. Mallory let me tend to her and watched me with those soft, dazed eyes that I loved so much.
When I was finished I tossed the shirt aside and pulled the covers up over both of us. Mallory curled into my side even further, and I wrapped an arm around her and stared at the ceiling, listening to her breathing even out.
This was wrong on every fucking level, but now she was in my bed with my cum still on her body and the repercussions looming over us.
I pressed a kiss to the top of her head and closed my eyes.
There was no going back from this, but I was ready for hell if that’s what waited for me because I wasn't giving this–her–up.