Page 103 of Milk for His Daddy


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“I’m going to get pictures of all the best wildlife for you, but nothing sad like those wildlife documentaries that always have to show you one video of something cute dying. Why do they have to ruin it with things that stay in my nightmares forever?”

“People like animal violence.” I shrug.

“People are the worst.” He rolls his eyes.

“I don’t want to see animals get hurt.”

“I know you don’t, babe, so only cute, pretty, or majestic creatures for you.”

“What kind of majestic creatures do you have in these woods?”

“Unicorns.”

“You lie!” I gasp.

“Nope, Izzy swears he found his unicorn in these very woods.”

“If he has a unicorn, why haven’t I seen it?” We’ve spent a lot of time together recently, and I’ve not seen any unicorns.

“He must be shy.”

“I still don’t believe you.”

“Ask him.”

“I will,” I grumble, but I’m not really upset. Maybe he meant Winter was a unicorn, but like metaphorically, not literally.

“Come on. Let’s get the stuff inside and make dinner. Once we get settled, I was thinking I could take you on the back porch.”

I swear I hear the record screech in my brain. “Wait. What?”

He steps closer and wraps his slim body around my much bigger one. “There’s no one around for miles. Just you, me, and your dick flapping in the breeze. Oh, and the squirrels.”

I bark a laugh. “Squirrels.”

“Seriously, they’re little creeps.”

“I’ll keep an eye for them.”

“Good call.” He tugs my chin, and I bend to kiss him.

“Thanks for bringing me here.” I rest my head on top of his.

“No problem. I like having you here and all to myself.” He roughly grabs my ass. “Now, let’s get settled in and make dinner.”

“Are you getting cold, babe?”

My eyes open as I take stock.

I’m sitting in my Daddy’s lap after he loved on me so good, and now I have no desire to move from this spot ever again.

He chuckles as I squirm even closer to his warm naked body. “Nope, I’m good.”

“Really?” He laughs as I rub my face in his neck like a cat.

“Your beard tickles.”

“Not sorry.”