Epilogue
Earlier today was Ellie’s doctor’s appointment, but I had a meeting I couldn’t get out of. Since the shit storm Rocco created, I’ve barely been home, and I fucking hate it.
I’m not sure when I became the domesticated family man, but it happened. That’s a lie. It was when she came into my life. The moment I set eyes on her with my son, I knew I wanted more of what she was offering.
Happiness.
I wanted it in the bucket loads, and now I have it and nothing in the world will risk damaging it again. After placing the car into park, I open the door, slam it behind me, and rush into the house. Of course it’s silent, it’s almost midnight.
My little doll will be waiting for me. She needs punishment for the photo she sent me earlier today, telling me she’s been given the all-clear and can be fucked to within an inch of her life, and fuck, do I intend to do it. I haven’t touched her in months. Even as she fed our son, I showed restraint, even refusing to jerk my cock, because all I want is her. My feet barely touch the ground as I rush the stairs and throw open the bedroom door like a crazed animal.
The soft night-light illuminates the room. “Are you naked?”
“Yes, Daddy.” The silky tone of her voice has my solid cock leaking.
She throws the sheets off without instruction, and I practically explode at the sight of her beauty. “Good little doll,” I hiss as I quickly undress.
“Open your legs, let Daddy see you play with your dripping little pussy.” She does as I ask, and I watch in awe as she circles her clit with her small fingers, then she strokes down to her hole. My hand wraps around my thick cock and I stroke it, and her eyes never leave mine.
“Slide your fingers inside. Are you nice and wet, Little Doll?”
She nods coyly, then pushes two fingers inside herself. “Pull yourself open, let Daddy see.” With both hands, she uses her fingers to separate herself for me, opening her pussy. I lean over and spit on her, watching in gratification as it drips into her hole.
“Tell Daddy who owns you.” My cock drips onto the mattress.
“I’m your little whore, Daddy. I’m Daddy’s little doll to use.”
“Yes, you fucking are,” I grit out as my control snaps. I push her legs wide, bending them at the knee, then I push them up to her ears while I slam inside her tightness with a heavy grunt. She winces, but I pay her no attention, too lost in my mind to fill her as I power into her and grab her arms, forcing them above her head. “Keep your legs where they are. I want to fuck you deep.” She nods.
Sweat beads on my forehead.
Slam.
“Oh god, Daddy. You feel so big.”
Slam.
“Fuck yes.”
I move faster. Harder.
“Ahhh.”
I stare down at her tits bouncing with each thrust. My mouth waters for her milk like a starved animal, and I drop her hands. “Give me some milk,” I demand, and open my mouth. She catches on quickly, moving to express her tit with her palm, causing the milk to spray over us and onto my tongue. It drips down my chin and flows over my chest, and when her warmth hits my cock, pure unadulterated bliss overcomes me.
The entire room is brimming with a heady canvas of erotic pleasure.
“I’m going to come, Daddy.”
“Fuck,” I grunt, as she spasms around my cock, causing spurts of cum to shoot deep inside her. I slip from her pussy and watch my cum trickle out of her in annoyance.
“Roll over and lick Daddy clean.” A satiated smile forms on her face as I position myself back on the bed. With one arm behind my head, I melt against the pillows as Ellie cleans my cock of her come, then she suckles on the tip.
“It’s okay, Little Doll, you can rest now.” I stroke over her silky strands and relax at the comfort of her touch.
As the soft sounds of her suckling turn into soft snores, I whisper,“Daddy might break you. But he’ll always be here to piece you back together.”