“She’ll come around,” Daddy says, and I nod.
“She’ll make you pay for it.”
“Worth every penny,” he says, and kisses me again. “Now, get down there and suck me off until we get where we’re going. Don’t make me come, just suck me soft and slow like a pacifier, like I showed you last night. Daddy likes it slow and easy sometimes.”
I fall to my knees and take him out. He’s already hard, of course, and I do what he says, taking the swollen head into my mouth. He pats my head as I suck, slow and easy, looking up to see him put his head back and close his eyes.
A few minutes later, the limo slows, and he pulls me off his erection and puts himself away.
I see out the window we’re pulling up outside a jewelry store, and I narrow my eyes at Dex as the driver comes to open our door for us, not even flinching when he sees me on my knees in front of my dad.
“More jewelry?” I ask with a smile.
He already had a gold and emerald necklace delivered to the house yesterday, and in the past, he’s bought me all kinds of pretty things, from tiaras to anklets, bracelets, and earrings.
“Just one more thing,” he says. “And I want you to pick it this time. There’s no pricing on anything, because I want you to have what you want without worrying about how much it costs.”
I follow him inside as he laces our fingers together, and we’re greeted at the door by an elderly man who makes me laugh when he offers his hand, and I put my other one into his, then he kisses my fingers. I glance at Daddy to make sure he’s not about to rip the man’s head off, but he’s just smiling, so I shrug and follow to a counter.
The whole place is empty except for us, and the sign on the door says they’re closed, but clearly not for Dex Walsh.
The counter is covered with rings, and they’re all so pretty! Rose gold, pink diamonds…
“They’re all pink!” I squeal, turning to find Daddy grinning down at me as he lets go of my hand. His hands go to my shoulders, holding me so protectively I can hardly breathe.
“Your favorite,” he says with his lips against my ear. “I wanted you to have an engagement ring you’d love.”
“Engagement…” The word doesn’t make sense at first, and then my eyes go wide. “What will Mom say?”
Dex’s chuckle is low, and it settles in my core, making me shiver with need. “I think the more important question is, what do you say, baby girl?”
For a second, the question catches me off guard, then I shake my head in disbelief. “Yes, obviously,” I say, rolling my eyes, then turn back to the counter. “What’s that one?” I ask the elderly man.
“Oh, good choice, young lady,” he says, picking it up between his thumb and forefinger. “That’s a Morganite center stone, with pink diamonds to complement it. My husband had a ring like this one when we married. Not quite the same, of course, but very similar.” He sighs wistfully as he puts the ring on my finger. Amazingly, it fits just right. “Exquisite,” he says, glancing up at Dex.
“You got that right,” he growls, and I turn and grin, holding it up for him to see.
“Can I have this one, Daddy? Please?”
Ten minutes later, we’re getting back into the limo, and I’m still admiring the way the ring looks on my finger, twisting my hand this way and that so that I can get a good look at how it sparkles in the ceiling lights inside the car. I hardly even notice as Daddy pulls me across into his lap, the car starting to move as he reaches beneath my skirt, dragging my panties down my legs.
“It’s so pretty, Daddy,” I say, then gasp as I feel his dick at my pussy. “Daddy!”
“Camera, baby. We’re engaged now, and I want to remember this moment.”
I laugh as I reach forward, flicking the switch on the camera he mounted on the little partition between us and the driver when we got in. This isn’t the first time he’s filmed what we’ve been doing, even in the couple of days since our first time. Truth is, I really like it… So much that I didn’t object when he wanted to put the video on the Daddy’s Good Girl site.
So he wants to show off having the best daughter in the world, who am I to tell him no?
Anyway, I like it. I like it a lot. I like the idea of other men seeing me like this. It’s like being a star, and they even pay to watch these videos.
As I sit back, Daddy takes hold of my hips and guides me down onto his cock as it sticks up out of the fly of his pants. It stretches me, of course. It always will. But it feels really good, too. I move up and down, and start to gasp, and hardly evennotice the sound as Daddy winds down the window, loving to show me off to the whole world.
Then he guides me up and back. “Time for me to have your last hole, baby,” he whispers in my ear, and I shiver.
He squirts something on his hand from a bottle beside the seat, then spreads it up and down his shaft before sitting me back down. It feels so strange, so big and filling, as it just pushes inside my ass. I gasp, my mouth wide, as I wriggle and try to sit completely on his big, fat cock.
Daddy’s hand is at my pussy, playing with my clit, and as I glance across at the open window, I see another driver alongside us at traffic lights. He’s staring, so I smile and wave, but then I recognize him. My mind drifts back to two days ago, driving to Dex’s house.
