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When the cold metal plug touched her hole, Arabella’s first instinct was to clench but she remembered Daddy’s words and deliberately relaxed her muscles. Her efforts were rewarded when he praised her as his “Good, smart girl”. His praise made her insides glow.

As the plug invaded, she savored the feeling of fullness it created and the build up of new pleasures as he worked the metal in and out, going deeper each time. She bore down as instructed. She felt the pinch and hissed in a deep breath at the burn as the plug settled into position.

“Your ass is a thing of beauty, but with that jewel peeking at me every time you move…” Daddy grabbed her cheeks, spreading them so he could see his handiwork better, “God, you’re exquisite.”

The gravel in his voice, the fullness in her bottom, and his reverent touch all combined to fuel Arabella’s desire, and she had to rub her thighs together. She’d just come harder than she ever had, and yet she needed him already.

“Daddy…” The one word was a plea, and Daddy heeded it. He gently rolled her to her back and scooted her further back on the bed, crawling up with her. Daddy took his time removing her shirt and bra, lavishing her nipples with attention until she wanted to scream, before making his way down her body planting random kisses as he went.

When he reached her core, Daddy gave it one long, firm swipe with his tongue, causing her to lift her hips. When she did, the plug shifted, and the sensation sent spikes of euphoria through her. Arabella’s moan was long and loud, almost drowning out Daddy’s chuckle.

“That’s my girl.”

Daddy was officially done teasing her. He buried his face in her pussy and devoured her like a starving man at an all you can eat buffet. His tongue went from flicking and circling her clit, to diving inside her channel. It was constantly changing and had her on edge within minutes. Somehow her hands had gotten buried in his hair, and she was tugging the strands as her body bucked beneath his ministrations and incoherent sounds tumbled from her lips. Every movement increased the sensation in her ass until, in no time at all, she was coming again. Somehow it was more intense than the one before.

Arabella’s spasms hadn’t even slowed when Daddy was out of his jeans, his cock pushing into her pulsing channel.

“Fuck, Baby. You feel so good.”

Daddy pumped into her like a man possessed, and Arabella couldn’t get enough. With each stroke, he was hitting a place inside that sent sparks flying in her vision. The fullness of him inside her with the plug, made her feel every movement more intensely.

Arabella canted her hips, meeting him stroke for stroke. Her head thrashed side to side, and even though she knew sounds were coming out of her mouth, she couldn’t form a coherent thought. Arabella’s legs went around Daddy’s waist, and she used them to encourage him to move harder and faster. She was teetering on the edge but wasn’t willing to go over without him.

“You’re so goddamn tight, and wet. I’m not gonna last much longer.” Daddy warned, bringing her even closer to tumbling over.

Somehow, Arabella managed to hold it back until she felt his cock jerk in her channel and his roar filled the room. When Arabella came that time, it was with a scream as her vision edged with black and she wondered if she would survive it.

Chapter Twenty-Three

After Tanner had cleaned them both up, he carefully covered Arabella and climbed under the blankets with her. His body had become used to being up at night, but he wanted to feel her close to him, hear her soft breaths, feel her smooth skin on his.

He wasn’t sure how she’d managed to work her way into his heart so quickly, but he was certain that Arabella was his forever. He loved her with everything in him and couldn’t picture his life without her. He wasn’t sure she was ready to hear it but not saying it didn’t make it any less true.

“I’m not sure that’s the best way to keep me from cussing.” Arabella’s voice startled him. He’d thought she was asleep.

“That rule is more for fun, honestly.” He trailed his fingers up her arm, watching as goosebumps sprouted in his wake.

“Mmmmm, I have to say, my first experience with anal was not like I expected.” Her voice slurred slightly and he knew sleep would take her soon.

“What were you expecting, Little Hurricane?” Tanner brushed a lock of her light hair away from her face and she closed her eyes, leaning into his touch.

“I dunno, jus’ not ‘spectin’ it to be so good.”

Tanner chuckled as he watched her eyes fall shut and her breaths became deep and even. When he was sure she was asleep, he placed a tender kiss on her forehead.

He couldn’t keep it in any longer, so in a whisper barely loud enough for even him to hear, he finally released the words into the universe, “I love you, Little Hurricane.”

“Mmmm,” She murmured in her sleep, “wuv you too, Daddy.”

With his heart fuller than it had ever been, and his Little girl snuggled firmly against him, Tanner drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

A whimper woke Tanner as Arabella jerked in his arms. Cupping her face, he placed a soft kiss against her lips as he rubbed the apple of her cheek, “Shhhh, Baby. Daddy’s here. You’re safe.” His words were soft and soothing, and they had the intended effect as Arabella calmed in his arms. “Daddy will always keep you safe,” he murmured as her breathing evened back out and she returned to a peaceful sleep.

Tanner was woken again that night. This time, by the buzzing of his phone on the nightstand. He knew a call wouldn’t be coming in this late unless it was important so he reached over quickly to answer it.

“Hello,” his voice was thick with sleep and worry.

“Time’s up.” Stone stated plainly, “Pup found a plane ticket in the name of James O’Conner. A red eye, leaving tonight and landing in Houston. I think he found her.”

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