Page 27 of Landlord Daddy's Girl

“I don’t have a good answer for you, Sierra. I know we’re both hurting right now, and … I just wasn’t sure how to handle everything I’ve been feeling. I just needed a little time to figure out what I was feeling and put all my thoughts and feelings into order,” I tell her. “I know that doesn’t take away any of the hurt I caused you by freezing you out these last few days, and I’m kicking my own ass for doing it. I never want to hurt you.”

“And yet, you did.”

“I know. And I’m sorry. Sorrier than I can ever express.”

She pauses for a moment and seems to be absorbing my words. She uses her tissue to wipe her eyes then turns to me.

“And have you?”

“Have I what?”

“Figure out what you were feeling?”

I hesitate, then nod. “I have.”

“And?”

“And I’ve decided that if your brother can’t accept us, then it’s going to be his loss,” I say softly. “I love Derek and always will, but … but I love you too, Sierra.”

Her eyes widen and her full lips part, shock on her face. She’s silent for a minute, seeming to be grappling with what I just said. It clearly wasn’t what she was expecting to hear.

“Y-you love me?” she asks.

“I do. I’m sorry it took me a couple of days to be able to say it,” I tell her. “But that’s what I feel. I just thought … I just wanted you to know.”

Having said what I needed to say to her, I get to my feet and start for the door. But Sierra grabs my hand and pulls me back down onto the bed. She climbs into my lap, straddling me, and wraps her arms around the back of my neck. Her green eyes sparkle, and her full lips curl upward as she looks at me.

“I love you too,” she says with a breath of relief. “I love you so very much.”

Before I can reply, her mouth crashes into mine, and she kisses me long and hard. She grinds herself against my thickening cock as her tongue swirls languidly around mine. I pull back for a moment and look her in the eye, the corner of my mouth quirking upward.

“So, you forgive me?” I ask.

“This time,” she says. “Just don’t do it again. This is only going to work if we actually talk to each other, even if the subject is uncomfortable.”

“Noted. And I will. I promise.”

“Good boy,” she replies. “Now, take off your pants.”

“What about Moni?”

“She won’t be back for a little while.”

She jumps off my lap and strips down as she walks across her small dorm room. Grabbing a coat hanger, she opens the door, hangs it on the outside knob, closes the door, and locks it again before turning to me.

“There. Even if she does come back early, she won’t come barging in,” she says.

I laugh. “Nice.”

She comes back to the bed and pushes me down onto my back. Jumping up on top of me quickly, Sierra grabs my cock and strokes it as she looks into my eyes with a sultry smile playing across her lips. She strokes her clit with the tip of my dick and moans softly, the friction of our bodies sending bolts of lighting arcing through me. She raises her hips, and I watch with rapt attention as she nestles the head of my staff, already glistening with her juices, between the velvety folds of her sex. Lowering herself down on me, Sierra throws her head back, a low, soft moan passing her lips as she sinks down onto my cock, taking it all inside of her.

“Jesus,” she says. “That feels so good.”

When I’m fully sheathed inside of her, Sierra leans forward and puts her hands flat on my chest, bracing herself. Slowly, she starts to roll her hips, rising and falling on my cock. She bites her bottom lip, an expression of sheer bliss on her face that was punctuated by slight grimaces of pain as she took me into her. I slide my hands up her thighs to her hips, mesmerized by the sway of her tits and the roll of her hips as she rides me. I love watching my dick disappear inside of her as she sinks onto me. It’s sexy as hell.

Grabbing her by the hips, I start to roll her over, but she slaps my hands away and shakes her head, staying in rhythm on top of me. Her movements are slow and sensual, and her eye contact is direct and unflinching, which I find so fucking sexy. She leans down, her pert nipples brushing my chest, and runs the tip of her tongue around my lips.

“My God,” I murmur.

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