Page 3 of Big Daddy

“And tomorrow?” Her eyes search mine, begging me without words to decide for her.

“Tomorrow, you’ll give me this pussy until we get a call on your car. We’ll fuck all damn day before I teach you how to suck my dick.”

“I should be running for the hills.” Her eyes lower.

“Yet you’re not. Why?”

Her supportive leg lifts, circling around me, forcing my other hand to cup her ass so I don’t choke the life out of her.

“You make me feel…cherished.” I grin at this response. She is, will be, for all the days I have breath in my body. “I’ve never had someone quite so aggressive with me before, and I find I’m rather enjoying it.”

“Good.” I slam my lips over hers, sucking her tongue deep in my mouth as I take what I want from her before allowing her body to slide down mine. “Now get in that truck before I start fucking you right here.”

Slapping her ass, she yelps before turning to look at me just as another car comes around the bend. “Would that be so bad?” Her giggle when I growl makes my dick spurt a little cum, begging that we take her right now.

The car slows when the driver sees her climbing into my truck. “Everything okay here?” he asks as he steps out. A young fucking punk who can’t take his eyes off her bare ass. I want to rip his skull from his body and piss down his throat.

“Just fucking fine,” I growl. He swallows nervously but doesn’t look away from my girl.

Matilda takes a seat in my rig, turns to the side, spreads her legs nice and wide, and grins at the man. “Perfect! My Daddy will take care of me.” She’s playing a dirty fucking game.

“That so? Surely he can’t take care of everything.” His voice is filled with desire as he steps closer to her.

Slamming her car door shut after I grab her bag, I squeeze his shoulder as I pass, growling a warning, “Trust me, kid, you can’t handle her.” Dropping the satchel on the ground, I step up between her legs and dive in. Tearing her bikini bottoms off, I let them float to the ground as I eat my sweet treat.

“Oh, Big Daddy, more!” Matilda cries, and I hear the boy mutter before driving off. She comes apart as I suck her clit so fiercely, she tries to push me away.

Drawing back, I pick up her bag before slamming my lips over hers again, letting her taste herself on my mouth. “You’re a naughty girl,” I grunt as she moves over to the passenger seat.

Yanking the door shut, I unzip my pants and free my dick. Swollen, angry, and ready to blow, I grab her by the hair and drag her over. “Open your mouth.”

She eagerly reaches for me, both of her hands unable to wrap around my girth, but as soon as her mouth touches the head, I blow my load straight down her throat, forcing her to take more of me until she’s nearly gagging.

Euphoria rushes through my veins as I watch her squirm and struggle to swallow the amount of cum shooting out of my dick right now. It’s been a long fucking time since I’ve touched or been touched by a woman, and it’s all spewing out now.

“Such a good little whore for Big Daddy.” Petting her head as she sucks and licks up the mess surrounding my dick, I leave her be as I start the engine and begin the drive back into Darlington.

CHAPTER 3

Matilda

I shouldn’t be self-conscious, but I am. I can’t help it. I’ve never in my life done anything so daring. So…

Explicit.

I don’t know who that girl was, but she is a slut.

I liked it.

And the way he called me his whore? I should be insulted. There are so many ways I should have made him stop, made myself stop, but I couldn’t. Didn’t want to.

You don’t even know his name, Matilda!

It’s true, I don’t. But I feel like I know his soul.

Pulling on a pair of shorts and a tank top, I step out of his truck. My feet haven’t even touched the ground, and his eyes are zeroed in on me. Immediately, I notice his hackles rise, and he’s ready to tear off the face of any man who dares look at me.

Danger lurks in his eyes as I slam the door shut harder than needed because I want to poke the bear. I have this insane desire to be a brat, to push him to his limits.

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