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I couldn’t, though, not inside her. I wasn’t about to become a father in truth. I clenched my jaw, working to hang on.

Holding her hips, I pulled her toward me with every thrust. Again and again she opened to me, accepting everything I could give, shaping around me like a mold fit only for me. I pushed her harder, making her ride my cock like she’d been born on the back of a bike.

She flipped her hair to look back at me, her maple eyes dripping with desire.

Looking down, I watched my thick and slick length disappear inside my girl over and over until she whimpered. “Daddy?”

She wiggled against me. “I’m going to come.”

“Come,” I ordered, fucking my way deeper inside of her. “But be quiet.”

As I thrust inside of her, I reached around her waist and pinched her clit. Maddie clenched around my cock. She fucking came, her pussy capturing me in her hold, but I couldn’t come inside of her. I wasn’t wearing a condom, and she wasn’t on birth control.

I hissed between my teeth as I rode out her orgasm, and when the contractions slowed, I pulled out of her and pushed down on her back, placing my cock along the crack of her ass. I wouldn’t take her there. Not yet, but this at least gave me another channel to fuck. I threw myself on top of her, and Maddie arched her body so her lips could meet mine.

Kissing her deeply, I ground my erect cock between our bodies, and with a few more thrusts between us, I came on her back. I continued to kiss her. It was that or break my own rule about loudness, and my roar would’ve broken the sound barriers with the intensity of that orgasm.

When I sat back, Maddie smiled at me over her shoulder, a hazy look in her eyes and a lazy smile on her face.

Maddie reached back and dragged her fingers through my cum and then sucked my seed from her fingers. My cock twitched, and she smirked. She knew exactly what she was doing to me.

I should run Celt and Roni out of my house and then fuck her again, not caring who heard. But there was shit I had to attend to.

She reached for me, but I kicked away her arm and then smacked her ass, playfully this time. She giggled, and I shook my head.

“That’s naughty, baby girl,” I said.

She tried to muffle her giggles in the bed, but the sound rose.

“Don’t make me punish you,” I warned.

She raised her hips, her ass cheeks on display. This was exactly what she wanted. She was going to be the death of me.

I slapped her ass, and she jerked, grinding her thighs together. She was likely wet enough right now to soak the sheets beneath her. They already smelled of her. Of us. I waited back on my knees, my cock rising, and then slipped my boxer briefs back on my hips.

No more fun for it this morning, or we would never leave this bed.

Maddie peeked over her shoulder, a challenging note in her eye, and I shook my head.Don’t do it, Maddie, I wanted to say, but I really wanted her to defy me. She raised her ass, and I slapped her cheeks again. They jiggled, and she chuckled. I slapped her again, and she slumped forward on the bed.

“Get up,” I said, crawling over her and off the bed.

Maddie rolled to her side and then glanced at my boxer briefs, pouting.

I grabbed last night’s towel off the back of the chair and handed it to her, putting an end to the fucking for the morning. Maddie, not liking it, still cleaned herself up as I picked out clothes for her and put them on the bed. I grabbed a T-shirt, jeans, and new briefs for me.

“I need new panties too,” said Maddie, beginning to change.

“No, you don’t,” I said.

She peeked up at me, and I gave her a sly smile. I wanted her to smell like she needed me, and if it kept her upper thighs wet, so fucking be it. On her, I wanted to smell sex.

She turned away, her hair falling in front of her face, but I knew she smiled.

Maddie reached for the dress I set out for her. “Thank you for choosing my outfit.”

I stopped cold. It’s something I’d started doing almost unconsciously, but it just felt right. If I wanted her wearing something, I needed to show her the way.

After we changed, we walked out of my bedroom. I tried to ignore how Roni was already in the kitchen, beginning to make breakfast. The only two people who should’ve been cooking in there were Maddie or me, preferably me.

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