Page 55 of Siccitas

“She asked me to take you to her, but it has to be our secret. Daddy and Richter can’t know.” I stroke Skylar’s hair. “Can you keep that secret from Daddy and Richter?”

“When will we go?” she whispers. “Tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow night, once they’re asleep,” I whisper. “We’ll come back before they know we’re gone.”

“Okay,” she grins. “I can’t wait to see Mommy.”

“Me too,” I lie.I hate lying.

Luke lies all the time.

But it will convince her to go with me, and once we’re away, I can explain things in a way she understands.

I can be honest with her, and we can start a new life together, away from the Greene family line.

I kiss her head and get up, walking to the door. I check the hallway. No sign of Richter or Luke.

I breathe a sigh of relief.

I walk to Luke’s bedroom. He’s lying in bed, naked and waiting for me.

“I was wondering when you were coming to bed. Did you and Skylar have fun today?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I whisper. “Although I am very tired.”

“I’m afraid sleep will have to wait. Get in and spread your legs.”

I can feel the bile rising in my throat. I nod and reach down to pull the dress off.

“No, leave it on, just pull it down to release your tits”

“You seem different,” I mumble. “From what I remember.”

“Old age catching up with me,” he jokes. “Or maybe it’s just betrayal.”

“I won’t betray you,” I say as I slide under the covers. I pull my dress down to free my breasts and I slide the skirt up, spreading my legs. He climbs on top of me, his dick already hard.

He guides himself into me and starts to thrust in and out. He lowers his head and captures a nipple in his mouth, biting down.

I run my fingers through his hair, groaning softly. Playing the dutiful wife.

He grabs my hips and thrusts harder, licking and sucking on my one nipple, then the other before he sits up on his knees to fuck me hard.

Once he comes, he rolls off me and rests on his back.

“You can bath tomorrow.”

“Thank you,” I say quietly, fixing the top of my dress. I feel bruised by how rough he was.

He turns onto his side. “Don’t you want to taste it?”

“Taste what?” I ask curiously, looking at him.

“My cum?” He smiles wickedly. “Why don’t you finger yourself and get some, then lick those fingers clean?”

I swallow and bite my lips. “Daddy...”

“Do it.”

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