"Fuck you!" I spat and shoved him away.
“Yes, let's do that. Eleanor, be a good girl for Daddy and come sit on my lap.”
My core tightened at the use of his title. I shouldn't like that as much as I did. I looked over at him and he smiled.
“You don’t have to close your eyes this time to pretend it’s me."
I shivered.
He knew? He knew.
"Do as I tell you."
"Yes, Daddy," I whispered.
"What was that?"
"Yes, Daddy," I said, louder.
I stood on the wobbly boat and he helped me unbutton my blouse. He slid his pants down, revealing his magnificent cock. I stared at it in disbelief.
I had taken all of that?
Daddy leaned forward and licked my nipple. I gasped at the intense sensation as he began to nibble my breast. I arched my back and moved closer to him. This was wrong on so many levels, but it felt too good to stop.
He directed my hips to sit on him and the second time he pushed inside me, it didn't hurt as much. I gasped, wincing slightly as I was stretched, but it was tolerable. Daddy's tongue and fingers caressing me helped take my mind off the pain.
"See, you're such a good girl, taking every inch of Daddy's cock. Now, can you move up and down for Daddy?"
I nodded and did so slowly . Up and down, over and over, all while he touched and kissed and licked me.
Yes, yes, yes!
My Daddy whispered how good I was doing and what a perfect little pussy I had.
"I knew you'd be able to take all of me. Your pussy is soaked. You didn't want him. You wanted me, didn't you?"
I nodded and ground my hips against him.
"Say it. Say you want me more than him."
"I want you more than him."
He pulled back.
"I want you, Daddy," I groaned. "I don't want Milton. I want my Daddy forever and ever."
"What do you want exactly, Eleanor?”
"I want you to kiss me, touch me, and?—"
"And what? Do you want me to fuck you?"
“Yes!”
“Then say it,” he growled.
"I want you to fuck me!" I screamed as my body erupted. Warmth flooded my veins as Daddy continued to thrust into me, calling me his good girl as he held me to him.
