Chapter 25
Simone
“Mmm…” I’m marginally aware of the moan escaping my lips, but I don’t have the energy to move. I can’t even lift my eyebrows. I’m sated. I’m not inside my body. I’ve flown out of myself to hover somewhere near the ceiling.
Daddy is caressing my heated bottom. He hasn’t pulled out of me yet, and I’m glad because I like him being still hard inside me. I wish we could stay like this forever.
After a few minutes, his hands slide under my dress until he cups my breasts, causing me to arch my chest off the bench so he can play with my nipples.
It feels so good. My buds grow tight between his fingers and thumbs.
It doesn’t seem possible that I could grow aroused yet again, but apparently, I can.
I wiggle my bottom against the base of his erection. “More, Daddy.”
He leans all the way over me and kisses my neck. “More? My Little girl is insatiable.”
“Please, Daddy?”
He slides back to standing, holds my hips again, and surprises me by fucking in and out of me without pulling out to remove the condom or put on a new one. I guess he can keep going. I’m glad.
This time I get more of a slow burn. I’m able to enjoy every thrust and the way he tilts his hips forward, pushing in deeper.
I’m aware of the noises I’m making, but I can’t stop them, and I don’t care. Daddy likes it when I moan. But that soft sound changes entirely when he reaches around to rub my clit.
I’m once again at the edge of nirvana and then crashing over as a fourth orgasm consumes me.
“Fuck, Simone…” Daddy grits out. He thrusts harder and faster.
His cock stiffens, and then he comes a few seconds after me. He’s panting, and this time he pulls out of me. “You’re going to be the death of me, Little girl.”
I think I’m smiling. It’s all I can manage. I’m marginally aware of him moving around the room, and then he’s lifting me into his arms. He carries me to the loveseat, wraps a blanket around me, and cradles me against him.
“Take a drink, Baby girl,” he encourages.
I open my eyes just enough to see that he’s holding a bottle of water, and I part my lips for him, surprised to find I’m so thirsty. I down most of the cold liquid in less than a minute.
“Good girl,” he praises before holding me close to his chest and kissing my forehead.
“Does Bryson think I’m a freak?” I whisper.
Daddy swats my behind through the covers, and even though the blanket is soft, I still yelp. “Do not call yourself names, naughty girl.”
“Sorry, Daddy.” I’m oddly lucid, and I open my eyes wider to meet his gaze.
“Bryson wasn’t concerned at all.”
“How do you know? Did you two have a conversation I missed?”
“No, sassy girl. We exchanged all we needed to with our eyes.”
I snuggle into him closer. “Do you think Lillian was traumatized?”
Daddy chuckles. “Nope. She left early in the scene.”
“I hope she made it back to the daycare without a problem.”
“I’m sure she did. I’m also certain Bryson went to check on her when he left us.”
“You shared that with your eyes, too?” I tease.
Daddy reaches under the blanket and pinches the back of my hot thigh.
I cry out, stiffening. “Owie.”
“Such a naughty girl so soon after a spanking. And to answer your question, I don’t need to know Bryson’s thoughts by looking into his eyes. I saw the way his attention lingered on your sister the moment we stepped into the room.”
I gasp. “Really? You think he liked her?”
“I can’t say for sure. He hadn’t heard her speak yet. I can only say he’s attracted to her.”
“Do you think that’s okay?”
“Are you asking me if your sister needs anyone to intervene on her behalf and tell her adult self who she should be interested in?”
I roll my eyes. “Daddy…”
He chuckles. “Bryson is a good guy. If she decides to give him a chance, she’ll be in good hands.”
“She’s so innocent.”
“So were you until a few weeks ago. Should I have turned you away because you were a virgin?”
I sigh. “No, Daddy.” I settle into him again, letting silence fill the room for a while.
Daddy rocks me gently, stroking my arm through the blanket.
Eventually, I lean back and meet his gaze. Four words keep running through my head. I need to say them while I’m sated before I chicken out. “I love you, Daddy.”
A huge smile grows on his face. He hauls me so I’m sitting upright before he cups both of my cheeks and kisses me deeply. When he releases my lips, I’m panting. He finally says, “I love you, too, Simone. So damn much. Forever and always.”
I grin. “Yeah?”
“Such a sassy girl.”
“So, you want to keep me?”
“I never doubted it for a moment. I’ve wanted to keep you for the best part of four years. I’m such a lucky bastard that you waited for me and didn’t grow bored before you graduated.”
“There was never any other option, Camden,” I say, letting my adult take over so he’ll know I’m serious. “I was always yours. I had no choice but to wait. Good thing I didn’t need an extra semester or two to graduate,” I joke.
Camden chuckles. “I might not have lasted another semester, naughty girl.”
I wrap my arms around his neck and hold on tightly. “Can we go home now?”
“Why do you want to go home?” he teases.
“So you can fuck me again.”
“Tsk tsk. Such a dirty word.”
I shrug. “Spank me.”