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“Everything okay?” His intuitive question makes me smile.

“Perfect. Dad is still feeling bad about Jackie and what she tried to do. I reassured him that all is well and there will be grandchildren soon, so he’ll have someone else to love just as much as me one day.” It’s not until I feel Mack’s rigid length digging into my soft belly that I realize what I just said.

“Children?” His eyes heat up, and I know just what he’s thinking.

“I was hoping.” Glancing up at Mack, I rest my chin against his chest and bat my eyelashes suggestively at him.

“Woman, don’t toy with me. I’m too old for that shit.” Giggling at his frustration, I kiss over his heart and continue swaying with him to the slow beat of the song.

Closing my eyes, I allow him to lead, and I feel all eyes on us. One song turns to two, then to three, and before I know it, an hour has passed, and the sun has fully set.

“Party’s winding down,” Mack whispers in my ear, and I shiver. His cock still hard between us.

“Take me away, Daddy,” I whisper up at him. Our eyes meet, and I feel an explosion of heat between my thighs as butterflies erupt in my belly. I know that look. I love it, and I always want more.

His eyes scream all the filthy things he’s about to do to me, and my body remembers just how good it feels to be dominated by our Daddy.

“Say goodbye to everyone, sweet girl. Daddy is ready to be alone now.” Sending me off to quickly make the rounds, Mack waits for me at the gate, where we rush off to our hotel room for the evening.

We barely make it through the door before Mack has torn off my dress, and I’m slinking to the floor, working to undo his nicely fitted slacks. I need a taste. My mouth waters to have him on my tongue, and once I’ve freed him of his briefs, I’m out of breath and gripping his length with both hands.

Licking my lips, his heavy breathing is the only sound in the room, causing me to squirm as I flick my tongue across the swollen slit, soaking up the drops of cum.

Moaning in the back of my throat, I wiggle closer to him as he leans his head against the door, staring down at me. “Fuck, baby, you’re such a good girl for Daddy. Lick him up like your favorite candy.”

Smiling, I do as he says, stroking with a firm hand in leisurely slides as I lick and suck the tip. Opening wider, I slowly take him farther into my mouth, sitting back and tilting my chin as he taught me so he slides deeper down my throat.

As soon as I feel his pelvis against my lips, I swallow while breathing through my nose. Clawing at his massive thighs, I listen to his cues as he pants and curses, swallowing once more before allowing a moan to climb up my throat and vibrate his cock.

“Fuck!” he shouts loud enough that I’m sure anyone in the hall heard him, but I’m too overtaken by his orgasm to care. He fills my throat, so I continue drinking him down before slowly licking and sucking as I pull back and clean him up.

Dragged to my feet, a hand circles my throat as lips slam over mine, and Mack kisses me until I can’t breathe and almost pass out from lack of oxygen.

“I fucking love you, Emma Maynard. I hope you know that.” I barely nod before he picks me up, carrying me to bed, and we fall onto it together.

Mack climbs between my legs and shows no mercy as he slides into my soaked pussy. Driving his hips back and forth, he fucks me like he can’t live without me, and it doesn’t take much for my body to combust into euphoria. I tingle and tense everywhere, to the point that my calves cramp, and the pain, although uncomfortable, only enhances the pleasure.

“Take it, sweet girl, take all of Daddy.” His hand goes around my throat again, and my pussy comes alive, loving all the attention. “Fuck, yes, squeeze that cunt nice and tight for me. Harder.” He groans hoarsely, and it sounds painful, but I do what he says. “Fuck me. I’m gonna fill you up, and like a good little whore, you’re taking it up that cunt and keeping it there, right?”

Gasping out a yes, I lift my hips with each of his powerful jabs. “Please, Daddy, please,” I whimper against his lips, our eyes holding each other’s, and when he finally comes, I follow him over the edge once more.

The pleasure is so intense that it’s painful, and I begin to cry as Mack continues fucking me. He doesn’t stop even when I beg him to. “Be quiet,” he snaps at me, and I bite my lip to staunch the cries.

Arching my spine, I whip my head back and scream when his hand slips between us to rub and pinch my clit. Another tremor begins to work through me, and soon my vision blurs and turns black around the edges as I explode and scream until I can no longer hear as Mack throws my legs over his shoulders and plows his way into my pussy, then holds still.

I feel his orgasm as he gushes inside me. “Don’t ever leave me,” he whispers softly in my ear, kissing along my neck as our bodies descend from their high.

“I love you, Mack Daddy. I’ll never leave you.”

As he rolls to his side, pulling me with him, cocooning me tight in his strong arms, I fall into the most peaceful sleep of my life. Knowing my future is secure with the one man on earth meant to be mine.

Epilogue

MACK

Five Years Later.

Grunting as I’m slammed into from behind, I grin down at my four-year-old son, Dylan, as he giggles at me. “Where’s your mother?” My eyes narrow on the boy. He knows better than to leave her sight.

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