“That’s what that was?” she asks, eyes wide. “I didn’t know...”
“Yeah baby that was squirting. And now… I need to be inside you.”
“Please, Daddy. Fuck me.”
That 's all I need.
I kneel between her legs, grip her hips, and slide into her in one smooth, deep thrust. She gasps, and her walls squeeze around me like velvet.
“Fuck, baby,” I growl. “Your pussy’s perfect, so fucking tight. Like you were made to take my cock.”
“Yes, … harder,” she gasps. "Please… I… I need more, I…"
"Tell me what does my perfect little slut needs. Tell Daddy." I encourage her. I want her to tell me every dirty, filthy thing that she fantasizes about.
“Please… choke me Daddy.”
Her words hit me like a jolt, unexpected, electric. But who am I to deny her?
I lift one of her legs over my hip, and lean in, one hand sliding around her throat with just enough pressure to ignite the thrill she craves. My other hand grips her hip tightly as I drive deeper, harder. Her body trembles beneath me, moans rising and breaking into cries of ecstasy.
“Look at you,” I growl. “Taking every inch. You’re taking me so well.”
“Yes, Daddy. Yes, don’t stop, don’t…”
Her body goes rigid, then melts into waves of convulsions as she cums again, squeezing me tight. A few more thrusts and my orgasm hits me like lightning, gritting my teeth as I release inside her.
When I pull out, I stare, mesmerized by the sight of her cunt, swollen, glistening, dripping with both of us.
I lower my mouth to her again, slowly licking up the mix of our release, savoring it like the finest dessert. She giggles, her body trembling beneath the touch.
“You’re going to make me pass out,” she whispers, breathless.
I press a kiss to her inner thigh. “Then I’ll be right here to catch you.”
I lie beside her, pull her close, and kiss her softly. She moans into my mouth, tasting both of us.
“Thank you, princess,” I murmur. “For giving yourself so fully. For trusting me. I love you so much.”
“And thank you for loving me so completely,” she whispers. “For helping me trust… myself.”
She yawns, eyes fluttering closed. "I love you Daddy."
“I’ll be right back,” I whisper, brushing a kiss to her forehead. “Let me clean you up.”
I wet a warm cloth, return to the bed, and gently wipe her down without waking her. She’s already fast asleep, curled into the blankets like a dream I never want to end.
I climb back in beside her, wrap my arms around her, and hold her close.
“Goodnight, princess. I love you,” I whisper into her ear.
And as I close my eyes, one thought stays with me: She’s mine. Forever. And I’ll do everything in my power to deserve her.
Chapter twenty-nine
Ava
Thebellabovethebookstore door chimes, and I glance up from the counter, expecting a regular. Instead, I freeze.
