Page 27 of Daddy Issues

After saying good night to Mila, I collapse onto the couch next to Hailey, my heavy body sinking into the soft cushions.

“What a goddamn day. I’ve never felt so underprepared for anything in my life.”

Except for each of these two women and how they barreled into my life unexpectedly and without shame.

“What can I do?” Hailey asks, so genuinely sweet. She’s so damn caring. I roll my head to the side, meeting the beautiful woman next to me. She’s wearing a pair of leggings, a slouchy sweatshirt that is five times too large for her small frame, and her hair is pulled back, little wisps escaping the clip and falling around the face that I’ve come to crave seeing. Hailey gets up, dropping a pillow between my legs and kneeling on top of it.

“Hails, what are you doing?”

“Taking your mind off of everything.”

“Wait. What if Mila gets up and sees us?”

“Oh my god, you’re right, come with me.”

Hailey takes my hand and leads me down the hall to her bedroom, locking the door behind us. She sits me down on the edge of her bed and whispers in my ear, “Just relax.”

Her fingers work the button on my pants, deftly pulling down my zipper. I lift my hips for her as she works my jeans down my thighs. My cock springs free, already hard for her. Always hard for her. She’s consumed my thoughts for weeks now, giving me something else to live for. I was happy and content before Hailey moved in and took things over to lessen my workload, but it’s become so much more than having a live-in nanny. I’ve always raced home to get to Mila, but now, instead of only being a master distiller and a father, I’m able to tap into Graham again, let myself just be me. But fuck if I don’t like the sound of being Hailey’s man too.

Her soft hand wraps around my cock, pulling it up from where it rests heavily against my abdomen, plump lips circling around the head. She teases me for a moment, her wet tongue lapping at the enlarged tip before dropping down my length until I hit the back of her throat. She holds nothing back, just like every other time she’s gone down on me. My hips jerk forward of their own accord.

“Jesus, honey. You suck my dick like it’s your favorite thing in the world,” I whisper as I thread my fingers through her hair.

She pops off, licking her way back up from base to tip, swirling her tongue around my head.

“Mmm. It is.”

“Shit, baby. Touch yourself for me. Show me how wet it makes you to have my cock in your mouth.”

I watch as her cheeks hollow out around my shaft, her hand moving beneath the fabric of her leggings. She’s so damn perfect. I’ve never had such heated sexual chemistry with someone before. Why the hell does it have to be my friend’s daughter? Why does she have to be so damn young? Fuck, the guilt should be eating me alive, but I can’t stop. I’m in too deep. The moment I had my first taste, I was a goner.

Hailey moans around my cock as her fingers reach her pussy, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body, forcing my thoughts back to her. My hips instinctually buck into her throat, but she doesn’t pull back.

“Let me see how wet you are. Show me,” I demand.

She pulls her hand free from its confines, holding her fingers up—coated in her glossy arousal. I snatch her wrist as she starts to pull it back down, sucking her fingers into my mouth, her sweet, musky taste exploding on my tongue. I lick them clean, but it’s not good enough. I also don’t want to come in her mouth tonight. I want to fill her pussy up and watch as it leaks out of her.

Pulling her head back gently, even though she resists at first, she meets my eyes.

“What?” she asks, her lips swollen and red, tears rimming her pretty whiskey eyes.

“I’m going to lick your pretty pussy until you come, and then you’re going to come again around my cock.”

“Yes, please,” she squeaks. She’s so fucking cute. Even with her face flushed and lips bruised from sucking my cock. I can’t get enough of this girl. She’s so perfect. Hailey crosses her arms in front of her body, gripping the sweatshirt and pulling it up and over her head, blonde waves lifting and then falling around her face.

“Fuuuuck,” I say on a rough exhale. She was naked under it.

Her thumbs hook into the band of her leggings, a smile filling her pretty face as she pushes them down her hips. My hand rubs against the rough, coarse stubble of my beard as I watch this stunning woman undress for me. How the fuck did I get so lucky?

Once she’s completely naked, she crawls onto the bed, tossing me a sexy, seductive look over her shoulder that has me groaning out loud. Little tease. I palm my cock as Hailey rolls over, laying back on her elbows, and she meets my eyes as she slowly spreads her legs, letting them fall open. Her pink pussy is on full display and already glistening where she’s spread open.

“You’re so goddamn sexy,” I confess honestly. Her cheeks blush as she curls her finger in the air, beckoning me to her. Quickly undressing, I toss my clothes haphazardly into a pile on the wood floor and sink my knees onto the mattress at her feet. Her breathing hitches as my hands circle her delicate ankles, lightly running my hands up the length of her smooth legs. Once I reach her knees, I push them open further to make room for my wide shoulders before I sink down between her legs.

Grabbing her thighs, I keep her spread open but push them up toward her chest, giving me complete access to her perfect center.

“Hold ’em for me, baby, I’m going to need my hands,” I say with a wink. She complies, and my hands find their home under her ass, propping her up a little so I can easily devour the pretty pussy in front of me. Leaning into her, I run my nose through her center, inhaling her scent deep into my lungs. It’s heady and intoxicating, flowing through my bloodstream like a hit of the most potent drug. A drug I’ll never stop craving. One hit is never enough.

Dragging the flat of my tongue from hole to clit, her taste explodes in my mouth, another hit of the finest drug I’ve ever sampled, surely making an addict out of me. Focusing on her clit, I use the tip of my tongue to swirl around the tight little bud, her hips bucking into my face. Hailey’s moans are soft and muffled as she works to hold her cries at bay. Fuck, what I wouldn’t give to be back in that hotel room with her. Somewhere my name could be screamed from her precious mouth, echoing off the walls without a worry or care in the world.

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