Page 126 of Stables

“Are you ready to be a daddy?” The rose of a blush works over her smile. “Daddy Dixon?” Drawing out the name, she ends by rolling her pink bottom lip between her teeth.

It shoots a bolt of electricity down through my loins hearing the words.

“Mhmm. Say it again.” Diving deeper, my tongue flattens over her, flicking her budded clit, then pushing two fingers into her tight pussy.

“Daddy,” she pants. “Dixon.” Her dark curls spread over the pillow as she writhes, clutching the sheets, her thighs open, begging me with her body for more.

Every utterance makes me grind against the mattress until I’m leaking.

“I love how you say that,” I growl against her sensitive pussy.

Her nails find my scalp, tugging at my hair as she gyrates into my face. “And I love you…daddy.”

The phrase barely breaks her lips before she’s trembling over the cusp of release, dousing me with her climax. Her inner muscles clamp over my knuckles, milking my fingers with her torrid orgasm.

Limply, she falls back to the bed, but I’m far from finished with her.

I let my teeth find the sensitive skin of the inside of her leg, nipping hard enough to make her spasm.

Wrapping my hands beneath her ass, I roll onto my back, lifting her above me in a fluid movement.

She leans on the headboard, her forehead resting on her forearms, still panting through the last of the tremors shuddering through her small frame.

I can’t wait until I can look up and see the round swell of her belly above me, ripe with our child. “Sit.”

“Dix, I need just a sec—”

I’m too impatient to give her a reprieve, so I interrupt her with a hard smack to the round globe of her ass.

She jolts, forcing her juicy pussy onto my mouth.

“Good girl,” I murmur before devouring her dripping cunt, licking and sucking until her full breasts heave under the thin fabric of her tank top.

Letting my fingers work beneath it, I pinch her nipples, holding her up as she rocks over my face.

She’s close.

I can hear it in her breathy moans, feel it in the quiver in her thighs.

“Come for me, Char.” My tongue pushes as deep as I can go. “Soak me.” A rapid flicker over her engorged clit. “Drown me.” Another flat smack to her hip is the last tipping point before I’m gifted with a flood that pours over my mouth and dribbles down my cheeks.

The dark tresses of her hair frame her round lips, the flush of ecstasy spreading up her corded throat.

Exquisite.

Mine.

Pulling her down, I let her catch her breath on my chest, even though my cock is throbbing.

With every exhale, I shift her lower, until with a roll of my hips I sink into her in one explosive thrust.

Her nails dig into my ribs. “So…fucking…big.” A tremor rolls through her as she pushes herself up.

“All for you. Go on, ride me cowgirl.” My arm tucks behind my head to get a better view.

She swivels her pelvis, rubbing my swollen tip deep against the tight knot of her womb.

I can never get enough of her.

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