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Her eyes widened. “You mean it’s not over yet?” she asked, suddenly finding a second wind of strength out of nowhere.

“We only have one night, baby girl, so I plan on taking full advantage of it,” he said, pulling her close and kissing her neck and face even as she could feel his cock start to get hard again. “The best part is, this time, you get to come as many times as you want.”

The look in his eyes almost made her come right there and then. Then he proceeded to actually make her come with his hands and mouth, with his cock, fucking her all night and showing her in a dozen ways how he could take care of her.

Chapter Four

Emma and Terry had a beautiful wedding. The weather was perfect, and somehow everything seemed to go right for the young couple. Not even the ring bearer getting distracted and wandering off his path could ruin the ceremony. If anything, it added to the charm of an already lovely event, and everyone laughed at the incident.

The ceremony had several touching moments, and Jill had to wipe tears from her eyes as she watched Bradley give his daughter away. That morning, he’d woken her up to go get ready to join Emma and her bridal train, but they had somehow ended up having sex again, and she’d been a few minutes late.

They did a good job of pretending things were normal, but every once in a while, their eyes would meet, and she would have to fight the urge to giggle or laugh. Once, she coughed during the ceremony, and he gave her a look that made her know that if they were alone, she would have gotten a good spanking from him.

After they exchanged vows and the minister blessed the union, the crowd moved to the reception hall, and the fun continued. Jill had a grand time as she mingled with the guests and danced with the bride and her bridesmaids. Later, Jill satdown at her table, catching her breath and savoring a piece of the delicious wedding cake as she watched the others continue to dance.

Twice, she was approached by different men asking her to join them for a dance, but she turned them down graciously. She was chatting excitedly with one of Emma’s friends when she felt a presence behind her and tensed. She didn’t need to hear his voice to know it was him. Then he spoke, and she still felt that shock to her senses she was supposed to be used to by now.

“Hi,” he said, and she slowly turned around. Just when she was starting to think they could make it through the ceremony without exposing themselves, he decided to get them both in trouble. Didn’t he know she couldn’t think straight when he was this close to her?

“Hello, Mr. Holt,” she replied, proud of herself for sounding so calm when every nerve in her body seemed to be on fire.

“Would you like to dance?” he asked, holding out a hand.

Jill swallowed as visions of the things those fingers had done to her the night before flashed in her mind. She wondered what game he was playing here. Was this punishment for something she’d done, or was it something else?

“You can go ahead,” the girl she was talking to said, assuming Jill hesitated because she didn’t want to be rude.

“Come on,” Bradley said, an easy smile on his face. “I promise I won’t bite.”

Looking at him, she placed her hand in his and let him walk her to the dance floor. He placed his other arm on her waist, keeping it high enough that it wouldn’t draw any suspicion from the audience around them.

“What are you doing?” she whispered as they started to sway to the music.

“Dancing with you,” he replied with a grin.

“This is not funny, Bradley.”

“Oh, so it’s Bradley now. I thought it was Mr. Holt. Of course, I’ve grown rather fond of you calling me Daddy.”

Jill coughed and lurched forward. His arms around her kept her from falling, and he resumed dancing smoothly.

“Are you crazy?”

“I must be,” he said. “I’m dancing with my son-in-law’s sister and thinking about all the ways I want to peel that dress off her and…”

“Don’t,” she whispered fiercely.

“Don’t what?” he asked innocently.

“You know what,” she replied. “It’s your daughter’s wedding, for fuck’s sake.”

“Fine, I’ll stop, but not because of the trick you tried to pull off there.”

Jill sighed and allowed him to take the lead as they continued dancing.

“So what do you think about the ceremony?” he asked after a few seconds.

“It was amazing,” she replied, glad they were finally discussing something appropriate.

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