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Those words were way more surprising than the ones he said about Mom not feeling as good as I did. His piss?

“I uh…”

“It’ll feel nice. I just want to fill this pussy with it. Will you let me, baby?”

I kept my eyes on him, and while I let his words linger, I started to wonder why the idea of his piss inside of me didn’t even sound strange.

It was intriguing.

“Have you done it to Mom before?” I asked.

“No. She doesn’t like that kind of stuff.”

But he wanted her too.

This was another chance for me to stay on top. To be his favorite and number one on his list of people he loved.

“Okay,” I said.

“Yeah? You’ll let me do it?”

“Yes. I want you to.”

He muttered something under his breath as he lowered his head to look down at his cock. He had gotten a bit softer, but there was still tension there. I watched him closely as he seemed to be focused, and when his eyes met mine again, I started to feel his warm piss fill me from within.

Holy shit…that felt amazing.

I looked down to watch that golden liquid come out of me as he continued to empty his bladder. Luckily, I was sitting on the sink, and all his piss ran right down the drain.

Dad pulled out of me after a while, and he looked more than pleased with himself. He rubbed his length as he took in the sight in front of him. There was something on his mind, but I didn’t dare to ask.

Whatever he was thinking, I knew that it would push my limits even more. Although, the limits he had pushed tonight weren’t even half as hard as I thought they’d be.

He could do whatever he wanted to me.

Because I was his.

11

TATE

Dad couldn’t take his eyes off me the next day.

After what we did last night, we had cleaned ourselves in the bathroom and went back to our beds without talking a whole lot. But he did tell me that he loved me. It wasn’t the kind of I love you a father said to his daughter. He meant it differently. I felt it.

Now, sitting in the living room with Ronan and Mom around, he couldn’t take his eyes off me. I continuously blushed when our eyes met, and it was hard not to squirm or giggle.

Ronan was already looking at me with a raised brow. He had noticed something was going on, but he hadn’t caught on to the way Dad was staring at me.

The silence around me became insufferable, but most of all, Dad’s staring made me all excited and nervous at the same time. I needed to move. I needed to do something before I exploded.

I cleared my throat and moved to the edge of the couch, placing my hands on my thighs, and rubbing along them. “So…what are we doing today?”

“It’s raining, Tate. There’s not much we can do,” Mom replied without looking up from her book.

I pursed my lips and looked over at Ronan who was sitting on the recliner. He kept his eyes on me, just like Dad did. Though, Ronan’s stare was more intimidating and nerve-wrecking.

“What if we go over to the diner and play pool there? Or darts?” I suggested, looking away from Ronan because he was starting to freak me out.

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