Page 35 of Unwrapping His Naughty Secret

“Love your fucking sounds. You make me crazy.”

“Oh God, same. Hunter, I need you.”

“You’ll have me. Over and over again. I’m keeping you in this bed for the next week.” My head is spinning, electric sparks racing up my spine. My balls have pulled up tight, right on the edge. I need her to come first, though. “Is this good for you? Do you like the feel of my dad cock riding you hard? Not eveninside your virgin pussy yet, and you’re gonna make me come.”

Her breath hitches, panting faster, and her head rolls back and forth, restless beneath the heavy weight of my body now.

I let loose every bit of the unhinged fantasy I have for keeping her under me. “I want to pump you so full of my seed. Over and over again. I want to breed you.”

She gasps and I cover her mouth just before she screams. She slams her lips shut, swallowing the reaction as her hips snap up and freeze, pressing her clit against me.

With a roar, I thrust against her one more time and spill my release for her, on top of her, but not yet inside her.

She’s shaking as I come down from that startling high. I ease up, shifting my weight to my arms and my knees, and I kiss her quivering mouth.

“I was too loud,” she whispers.

“You’re perfect,” I promise. “Nothing has ever sounded sweeter to me.”

All of it. Starting with her intentional dropping of the fact that she’s noton birth control. My lush, fertile breeding girl. Ripe for Daddy’s seed.

Now that I’ve nutted out that primal aggression, though, I know that I won’t be taking her virginity tonight.

I wouldn’t be the safety-minded dad she’s been attracted to if I didn’t insist on a sober second thought on that delicious idea in the morning.

But I’m also not an idiot. Just because I’ve had my release, doesn’t mean this horny little nineteen-year-old is done for the night. If I’m going to get her to sleep at all, I’m going to need to—get to—take care of her in other ways.

“You know what time it is?”

She glances around, but I don’t have a visible alarm clock in my room. One of the perks of having my kid finally out of the house, and working on my own schedule—I can sleep in until I’m ready to wake up.

With a jolt, I realize that those days are numbered one way or another.

“I didn’t mean literally,” I add with a chuckle, moving past the question. “I meant,it’s time for me to unwrap the last part of my present.”

She sucks in a breath that could be either excited or nervous. Maybe both. “Oh.”

I shift down her body and circle that little bow on the front of her panties with my fingertip before I efficiently peel them down her thighs, finally baring my sweet girl.

“It’s not fair that I’m the only one naked,” she says quietly.

“I’m a mess.”

She wiggles her legs back and forth. “So am I.”

“The, uh, volume of mess is different.”

“Oh.”

“I’ll clean up when I’m done with you.”

“There’s more?”

I shoulder my way between her thighs. “Are you tired yet? Ready for bed?”

“No,” she admits.

“Then yes, there’s more.” I take a long, deep inhale of her sexy scent. It’s been a long time since I’ve been intimate with another person, but I still know this is different. She smellsright. She smellslikemine.

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