Page 10 of BRATVA Daddy's Girl


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“Don’t tell me you have a fucking boyfriend,” he snarls. “A husband?” He spits. “Christ, Rose. If you belong to somebody else I’ll go to war right now. I’ll take on the whole goddamn world just to try and forget you. And even then, I’ll fail.”

I turn swiftly back to him. “I’m single.”

Relief flows visibly through him. “What then?” he grunts.

I lick my lips. Build up my courage as best as I can. “I’m a virgin.”

5

LEX

My dick twitches when she tells me she’s a virgin. Nobody else has ever touched her creamy fleshy thickness. Nobody else has ever slipped into her folds and made her scream in release.

Nobody else—just me. Only me.

“Don’t say that like it’s a bad thing,” I growl.

Her pupils are blown wide from her release. Her nipples look needier than ever. Tempting me as they poke through her shirt. Glimmering juices spill down her thighs from her orgasm. Her moans still echo in my head.

All my life, living as a cold bastard. Locked in a cycle of death and destruction and nothingness. All my life, never dreaming a man like me could feel …

Until her.

“I’m twenty-two,” she snaps. “A twenty-two-year-old virgin. That’s not something to be proud of, is it?”

“It’s a good job you’ve got an older man to claim you. A good job you’ve got me.”

“Older?” she murmurs.

“Thirty-seven,” I tell her. “Your older man. Ready to show you how sexy you are.”

I approach her cautiously. Need to be gentle. Or try at least. But every atom in me is urging to bend her over and reveal her voluptuous ass. Spank her red and raw as I slip into her and force her untouched slit to drench my dick with another release.

She bites her lips. Her anger and nerves battling inside. “Oh, ooh, you’ll show me the ropes, huh? You’re not my teacher, Lex. You’re not my daddy.”

Oh,fuck.

Did she just… she did!

Fuck.

I’m ruined.

Because, when she saysdaddy, her voice shivers with regret and undeniable lust. Like she thinks she’s gone too far and I’m going to judge her. But it’s the opposite.

I almost cum in my pants. Swear to God, release rushes up my pole and gathers at my end like I’m going to blow. I swallow, pushing it away, attempting to calm myself down. I manage to do it. Just.

“Maybe that’s what my little virgin needs,” I groan, using her ass to pull her against me. Driving so she can feel how solid I am for her. “Maybe you need Daddy to take control. You need Daddy toshow you how sexy you are, hmm? Is that what my horny angel needs?”

Her voice becomes a low rasp. “What are you saying?” she moans.

“What you want me to say—what you need Daddy to say.”

“Oh fuck,” she whimpers.

When I kiss her again, she’s more excited than before. She clings to me like she’s drowning and I’m her life raft. I pick her up. Her ankles hook behind me. Fixing her in place. There’s nowhere else she’d rather be.

Carrying her through the house, I take her into the living room. Lay her on the couch then close the curtains so fast they almost break.