Page 94 of My Ex's Brothers

“Come for Daddy and I’ll give you all the cum you want, baby girl.”

“Richard!” she squeals, and I can’t help but let out a dark laugh as I slide two fingers inside of her. She’s soaked.

“You like this, don’t you, Mia?” I whisper as I scrape my teeth against her nipple. “You want Daddy to fill you up.”

“Yes,” she breathes, her voice strangled and her breaths coming fast. She’s close.

Hearing her like this, seeing her like this…fuck.

She’s perfect.

“Come for me, baby,” I tell her as I pump my fingers in and out of her. “Soak my fucking fingers so I can get this cock good and wet.”

That seems to throw her over the edge, because not even a second later I feel her pussy clenching my fingers and she’s groaning out my name.

I remove my fingers and maneuver her limp body against me. With one hand, I guide my cock into her soaked, quivering cunt.

“You feel that, baby girl?” I bite as I thrust into her easily. She gasps from the contact, and I can feel the faint shocks of her orgasm spasming against my cock. Fuck, that feels good.

“Daddy’s home,” I growl as I thrust into her. The moan that escapes her is like music to my ears. She pulls her legs up, wrapping them around me as she falls back against the hood, her arms spread wide. Her body is sated and relaxed, her eyes closed in absolute ecstasy.

“Come for me, Amelia,” I tell her. Her head rolls back and forth as I thrust into her fast and hard. The car squeaks from the onslaught as she sighs, her breaths rapid and the familiar clench takes hold.

“Fuck, I’m coming, baby girl!” I hiss as I feel the onslaught of my orgasm. I grab her, lifting her body up. She wraps her arms around my neck as my mouth finds her tits once more. I’m overwhelmed by her. Her soft, firm breasts. Her pulsing cunt squeezing every ounce of cum from me that I have. Her hands playing with the edges of my hair. Her fast heartbeat in my ears.

She’s so fucking perfect.

I close my eyes, letting go of her nipple to catch my breath.

For a moment, we stay there like that. There’s no sound except the crickets outside, except our heavy breath and the creaking of the car. I pull out of her, catching my cum with my fingers. She pulls back to look at me, her bright blue eyes clear as a summer sky. With shaking fingers, I push it back in, and she jolts from the touch.

So she’s sensitive after an orgasm. Noted.

“That’s a good girl,” I say, pressing my palm to her hole. I can feel her pussy still fluttering, feel my cum spilling through my fingers.

Fuck, that’s the best sex I’ve had in years.

She leans forward and kisses me. I don’t expect it and I jump back a bit, which gives her room to slide off the car.

“Amelia, where have you fucking been all my life?” I breathe against her lips.

She giggles.

Fucking giggles, and something about that makes my heart beat a little faster.

She liked it. And for the first time in what feels like decades, I feel whole.

Complete.

“You should get to bed, baby girl. Get some rest. I’m sure you’re tired. You’ve had a long night, and uninterrupted sleep is very important.”

She grins. “Is that an order, Daddy?” she asks.

Here lies Richard Emett Rose. Rest in fucking peace.

“Yes,” I say as I smack her ass. “Be a good little girl and do as Daddy says.”

She kisses me once more. “Okay.”

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