“What?” His face hardens, his cock growing inside me. “No fucking mistakes were made, little girl. What happened was fucking perfect. I’ve needed this for too long. Every fucking day,I’d leave for work and try to talk sense into myself about how I was feeling, but every fucking day when I came home, it would overtake me again. I fucking need you. Yeah, I love you, but it’s so much more. I can’t be without you. I won’t. I’m sorry, but your fate is sealed. You bled on Daddy’s dick. Your innocent little pussy took my cum. This is us now. Forever.”
“I’m just—what about Mom? What will people say?”
His hips buck forward, and I swear his cock is pushing into my belly. I tense and gasp as his hands span my waist, turning us over so I’m on my back, his huge frame covering me.
I gush around him as his cock twitches.
“Who else in this fucking world matters? Your mom? Okay, she’s your mom. She needs a fucking lesson on what being a mother means, but I don’t give a ripe shit about what she will think, and who else do I care about? Huh? Tell me. Do I have friends? Do I have anyone else that I talk about in any way besides a working relationship?”
I hold my breath, thinking, then shake my head. “No one. Dad was your only friend. You don’t talk about anyone else, except sometimes Burt. But he’s gone.”
“That’s fucking right, and you know why?” He starts moving in and out of me, and that tension balls down low again as my legs fall open, offering him everything.
“No, why?” I manage as I start to pant, clenching around him as my nipples gather tight, and he braces his form over me, slapping hard and long and deep, in and out, in and out, until I see stars.
“Because you’ve been my life. I don’t want anyone else. I don’t want to spend a minute of my time investing in any other relationships, not even friendships, because I only have so much to give when it comes to shit like that, and I want to give it all to you. All of me. You are my fucking family, Winona. Always have been and always will be.” He punctuates that with a hard thrustthat drives all the air from my lungs, sending lightning bolts of pain and poisonous pleasure outward from my core.
Something cracks open inside me. Emotion overflows, his lips smashing against mine as he murmurs, “Kiss Daddy. Lick my tongue like I taught you, while my cock seals us together.”
I pour everything I have into our kiss as he pummels me down low. My body aches and spasms as I brace my arms above my head, palms pressing into the headboard as he drives my head against it with every thrust.
Bang, bang, bang, it echoes in the enormous room as his tongue lashes with mine. Those lips that have talked me down from school embarrassment, read me stories, and given me sweet, innocent kisses at night when he tucked me in are not these same lips.
His breath is hot from his nose as our faces shift and the kiss becomes desperate. His rough scruff rasps and burns my skin as he presses his lips brutally against mine, his erection tearing at me, wet sounds mixing with the rush of blood through my ears when he bites into my bottom lip.
I yelp as he pulls it outward, pinched between his teeth, the pain mixing with the cacophony of other physical and emotional sensations that turn my body boneless and my brain to goo.
He lifts back up, releasing my lip, bracing his hard, thick body higher on those arms that have carried me so many times when I needed them, cocking his chin downward to look between our bodies.
“Spread wider for Daddy. I want to see your filthy little hole taking me in and out.”
I comply without question. What he wants, I need to give him. I lift my hips and press my knees as wide as my body will allow.
He pulls out, the bulbous head just inside my opening.
“Look with me. See what you do to me. Watch me move inside you, baby. You need to see what you caused. You’re responsible for this, but I’m responsible for you. From now on, you take care of my cock, and I take care of everything else.”
He moves, slow at first, then bucking faster, faster, his face turning into a crimson knot of pain and lust as he drops onto me, his weight pinning me as he thrusts, faster.
“Open your legs for Daddy.” The words grind out from his lips next to my ear in hot puffs. “You’re making me cum inside you, little girl. You did this. You did this—”
The shame of his words sends me over the edge with him. Is it my fault? Did I make him do these things to me?
Do I care?
My insides convulse and tug him deeper as his lips suck out my scream. The first hot pulse of his release sends my orgasm screaming out of me. He coats me inside, and I squirt and squirm as he holds me down, using my body for his pleasure as his tongue invades my mouth, his hands reaching upward to pin my wrists. I’m helpless under this massive man, taking what he wants as pleasure takes me into the darkness.
His voice seeps into the blackness as our bodies surge and meld together.
“This is all mine. My breeding hole. My daughter leaking my cum into her panties. No man will ever touch you but me. I’ll make all your dreams come true, baby, but if you break the rules again, understand this: I will not hesitate to correct you. You are mine to raise, and just because you made me fuck you finally, my job will never be done. I only want what’s best for you, baby. Always have.”
Chapter Nine
Winona
One week ago, I was a little girl in love with the man who helped raise her, who was sure her dreams would never come true. Now, I’m a little girl in love with a man I know loves me back, and I’ve never been happier in my life.
“Daddy…” I plead as I try to spread my legs wider, squirming against the couch cushions as his tongue and lips do things to my girl parts that are probably illegal in sixty countries. “Daddy, I can feel it in my tummy. I think it’s trying to get out… I can’t hold it back, please…”
