I move through the living room to the kitchen beyond where I find Holly fixing herself a mug of hot chocolate and humming below her breath. I recognize the song, it’s the one she wrote about me—about us. The one she sang at our wedding eight months ago. This isn’t the first time I’ve caught her singing it to herself when she’s stressed. She says it makes her think of me,and that helps her relax. But I suspect my angel is going to need something more to relax her tonight.
Stepping up behind her, I take the mug from her hands and place it on the counter. I press my back into hers and lean in to kiss her neck as I raise my hands to massage her shoulders. She moans low and relaxes against me, letting me take her weight, and I wrap my arms around her waist to hold her close.
“Daddy,” she says with a whimper, and that single word tells me all I need to know about what she wants.
I glance at the clock on the oven to check the time and smile when I see we have thirty minutes to go before the album launch. I’d asked her weeks ago if she wanted me to plan a release party like I had for her first single, but she’d told me she’d be too nervous to enjoy it. Now, with her in my arms, I’m glad we didn’t make any plans.
“That’s right, angel,” I say, sliding my hands beneath her sweater and across her smooth skin. “Let me take care of you, baby. Can you do that for me?”
She nods, then moans again as I cup her breasts and pinch her nipples in the way I know she likes. I slide a hand down her body and into her loose lounge pants to tease her over her panties. “Please,” she breathes. “More, Daddy. I need more.”
“You’ll get more, baby.” I turn her around and lift her to the counter, encouraging her to wrap her legs around my waist as I take her mouth in a deep kiss, slipping my tongue between her lips to caress hers. I make quick work of removing her clothes, then step in close again.
I kiss along her jaw and down her neck as I tease her with my fingers. Lowering my head, I take a hard nipple between my lips and suck, making Holly cry out. Pulling back again, I pinch it between two knuckles, then circle it with my thumb asI drop kisses along her torso, making a detour to that spot just below her ribs on her left side where she’s ticklish. She lets out a surprised laugh, but it melts into a moan when I kiss lower at the same time I press two fingers inside her hot pussy. She’s dripping, her arousal easing the glide as I thrust in and out of her.
“That’s it,” I say as she drops back to lay on the counter. “Relax for me, baby girl. Such a good girl for me.”
“Daddy—” A cry cuts her off when I press my mouth over her clit and suck at the same time I flick the bead with my tongue. I work her over with my tongue and fingers as she writhes on the counter, chanting my name over and over, her eyes squeezed shut and her head rolling back and forth. Her hips buck and her back arches. I have to drape an arm across her to hold her still as I continue my onslaught.
Replacing my fingers with my tongue, I thrust it in and out of her as I strum her clit with my thumb. Fuck, she tastes sweet. In the year since we met, my desire for Holly has only grown stronger with each time I have her. It’s never enough. A lifetime with Holly will never be enough.
Shoving those thoughts aside, I refocus on my task. She’s so close, she just needs a little push to send her over the edge. And I know exactly what will do it.
I pull back and look at her. “Open your eyes, angel. Look at me.” She does as she’s told and locks her gaze on mine. Her pupils are blown wide, and her long blonde hair spread out around her gives her a wild, untamed look. “Good girl. Now I’m going to countdown from three, and when I get to one, you’re going to come for me.” It’s clear she’s beyond words, so I add, “Nod if you understand.” She does, and I reward her with another deep kiss to her pulsing hole. I slide two fingers into her and circle her clitwith my thumb. I press my other thumb into her mouth, and she sucks greedily around it.
“Three,” I start, and she moans.
Dropping my head, I give her clit a quick lick, then look up again as I say, “Two.” Next, I move over her, knowing how much she loves the feel of my weight on her body, and press into her so her nipples drag against the hair on my chest. Her arches her back in response, no longer sucking on my thumb, but still holding it in her mouth.
“One. Come for me, angel.” I punctuate the words with a bite to her neck, and her orgasm explodes through her, causing her to arch her back as she screams my name.
I continue to thrust my fingers in and out of her wet hole as aftershocks rack her body. When her tremors start to slow, I gather her in my arms and carry her into the living room where I settle on the couch with her in my lap. Her face is tucked in my neck, and I drag a hand through her hair in soothing strokes.
We stay like that for several minutes before she pulls away to look at the clock on the wall. “We still have ten minutes until the release,” she says in an innocent tone as she looks at me through her lashes.
“How should we pass the time?” I ask, not bothering to hide the smirk in my voice.
***
Holly
“Fuck, baby, just like that,” Andrew says as I roll my hips over his hard cock. “You’re so gorgeous when you ride me like this, angel.”
I’m still riding high from my orgasm in the kitchen, and the feel of Andrew’s arousal rubbing against my aching core has my desire climbing again. “Daddy,” I say around a moan, “I want you.”
“Then take me. You know what to do,” he challenges. I reach behind his waistband and into his sweatpants to grip his heavy shaft, sweeping the wet tip with my thumb. Andrew groans and drops his head against the couch. “Fuck, yes.”
I pull down his pants just enough to free his thick cock and tuck the waist band beneath his heavy balls. Then I move higher on his thighs and line him up with my entrance before sinking down. We both moan at the feel of him filling me so deeply. When I’ve taken him to the hilt, I roll my hips and forth, reveling in the effect it has on him—my daddy.My husband.
Bracing both hands on his shoulders, I rise up until just his tip is inside, then sink back down. The low light of the room catches the gold of my wedding band, and the reminder that this man, this gorgeous, strong, powerful man, is all mine makes me clench tight around his shaft, drawing a grown from deep in his chest. I repeat the move slowly over and over again, until finally Andrew has had enough.
He wraps his arms around my back and takes me with him as he stands. Using one hand to guide my head, he pulls my mouth to his and gives me a deep kiss that has me pulsing around him. Then he lowers me to my feet and turns me so I’m facing the couch, and uses a hand on my back to bend me forward.
I cry out when he enters me from behind with a single hard thrust. This. This is what I needed. Andrew in control, taking me hard and fast, just the way he likes. I cry out again when he delivers another hard stroke, setting an unrelenting pace. He leans over me and whispers in my ear, telling me how hot Imake him, how much he wants me. He presses two fingers into my mouth, and I instinctively clamp my lips around them and suck, sliding my tongue over and between them. They muffle my moans, and Andrew thrusts them in and out of my mouth in time with his cock. The dual assault has my eyes rolling back in my head and my thoughts going hazy. This is exactly what I needed to take my mind off tonight. My daddy always knows exactly what I need.
Andrew withdraws his fingers and lowers them down my body to my clit, strumming the bundle of nerves with rough, wet fingers. He presses his lips to my neck and kisses just below my ear before pulling almost completely out of me. He pauses for a moment, then thrusts hard into me at the same time he presses against my clit and pinches one nipple. The onslaught of sensations is too much, and I erupt with a scream, coming hard and squeezing tight on Andrew’s shaft.
He continues to stroke me through my orgasm, once, twice, three times before he goes tense behind me, then releases with a loud groan, spilling inside me and triggering a second orgasm. My vision whites out, and I collapse against the couch.
