Page 35 of Big Daddy Sheriff

She gushed as a powerful climax swept over her. The sounds of him sloshing in her wetness—and the splash of her essence on his face—mixed with her euphoric cries. Her legs quivered. She raked a hand up her face and through her hair while her other one tweaked her right nipple.

Quinn gave her a few moments to recover, kissing a trail up her pubic mound, stomach and chest, and eventually to her lips. It felt good to have him on top of her.

It felt good as his rock-hard member jabbed her pussy lips, too.

She’d nearly gasped when first laying eyes upon Quinn’s cock. It was longer than it was thick, but still had plenty of girth to it.

Mmm. And those veins. Just imagining them sliding in and out, against her most sensitive areas, made an excited chill to trace her spine.

“Are you ready, little girl?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she said breathlessly, panting the words more than saying them.

Warm kisses caressed her neck. She closed her eyes and moaned, loving the way his hard stubble tickled her cheek as it brushed against it.

She also loved the way his taut muscles felt while pressed atop her. His chest and abs were so taut and rigid. She had the brief notion that her body was nowhere near what Daddy deserved, but quickly dismissed it. It was obvious that Quinn adored her. Why? she didn’t know. But that was a question for another time. Right now, it was all she could do to stay conscious as the head of Quinn’s cock penetrated her.

She grabbed his shoulders, feeling his bulging muscles press back against her fingertips, and groaned as he slid deeper inside.

He was trying to go slow, a fact she was thankful for. She whimpered as he continued the descent. He gave her a few more moments to adjust then slid deeper.

He was only halfway in now and already was probing depths she’d never experienced.

“Good girl,” he whispered. The words were followed up by a string of kisses. “You’re Daddy’s good girl.”

It was as if Quinn was perfectly in tune with her, knowing her needs and wants. He let just the right amount of time pass before he drove all the way in. When he knew she could handle it, he began slowly rocking his hips, kissing her as he gave her—and took for himself—what they needed.

“Oh, Daddy!” she cried. “Please. Go faster.”

He did, but was still careful not to give her too much, too fast.

“Daddy!” she cried again.

He smiled, realizing exactly what his little girl needed.

He obliged.

Soon, he was sawing into her, grunting and groaning as his neck muscles bulged. His veiny shaft stabbed deep at her insides, bumping her cervix, and causing the world to spin around her.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

A ball of energy pulsated in her core. It felt as if that ball might ignite, causing her insides to explode. She didn’t know how much more she could take.

But Daddy did.

He rode her hard for another minute. That pushed her over the edge. She came with a loud scream that rattled the bedroom window.

He released his seed just as her second climax began.

They came together, their cries melding into each other as their bodies did. At that moment, the trouble back in Little Rock might as well have been a million miles away.

Alyssa was safe in Daddy’s arms.

That was all that mattered.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

The following day brought bright sunshine and fun times.

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