Until I swallowed every last drop of her and felt nothing even close to guilt.
I pushed myself up.
She was staring at the canopy. Both hands wrapped around Pandora. Eyes glazed. Chest rising and falling like she’d forgotten how breathing worked.
“Are you okay?” I asked, given her dazed state.
“Yeah,” she said, exhaling slowly.“Give me a minute.”
I smiled and began to work my sweatpants off.
“That was—” Another deep exhale.“Spectacular.”
I said nothing.
But I filed it away.
The bar my son had set was apparently on the floor.
I intended to put it somewhere she’d never find it again.
“Okay. I’m ready,” she said, as if she had a choice.
I kicked my sweats off, trying to avoid the covers.
I nudged the penguin down to access her breasts. Two flawless works of art, tipped with a slightly darker shade of her. Sayla. My head dipped down and I traced my tongue around her nipple. Her little mewl only made my cock drip. My lips wrapped around her areola. I cupped her bountiful flesh, cradling it carefully—unlike my savage mouth, which sucked her in as deep as possible.
Her fingers raked through my hair.
“Yes, Daddy. Oh, yes,” she gasped, pushing herself onto me.“Fuck me.”
I paused.
She didn’t know what she was asking for.
But I did.
She didn’t know how nasty and filthy I was.
How long I’d dreamt of this moment.
How many times I’d watched my seed run down the shower drain while her name slipped out like a secret shame.
“Sayla, my beautiful princess. I’ll always give you whatever you need,” I vowed, stroking the hair away from her face.
Her eyes softened.
“Always?”
“Forever.”
“Forever doesn’t exist,” she whispered, closing her eyes.
“This is Daddy’s world and he can give you forever,” I said, pausing as I ran some calculations.“Provided I eat plenty of greens and you make a cast of my dick while I’m still alive.”
Hazel eyes snapped open.
Her sadness vanished beneath a startled giggle.
