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She grips the edge of the counter as she throws her ass back onto me. She knows how much I love that. There’s a silent plea for more, and I oblige with merciless thrusts.

“Such a good girl for Daddy.”

I spank her ass, and she moans louder. Her orgasm rips through her, and I feel her pussy spasm around my dick. She digs her nails into me as she rides it out. I follow behind, spilling warm jets deep inside of her. I wrap my arms around her waist and hold her from behind as we catch our breaths.

I slip out of her slowly and pick her up. She nuzzles into my neck as I carry her through the hallway and into the en-suite. I set her on the counter and clean us both up, stealing kisses in between. I give her privacy and wait for her to join me in bed. She climbs in bed beside me, resting her head on my chest, and she hums contentedly.

“Do you still hate surprises?”

“Ask me tomorrow. Something tells me you’ve still got plans.” She chuckles.

I glance up at the clock on the wall, and it’s after midnight.

“Happy birthday.”

“Thank you.” I feel her smile against me. “I love you,” she says softly as her finger gently traces thedurumitattoo on my arm.

“I love you too, Sunflower.”

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selah for breakfast

Selah

Manhattan, NY | May 7, 2024

The sun filters in,and I blink my eyes open. Greyson’s arm is draped over me, caging me in. I lean into him and feel his erection poking my back. Flashbacks of last night are fresh in my mind, and I wiggle closer to his chest, getting poked again. A moan escapes me, and as I reach to cover my mouth, Grey grabs my hand. “Don’t hide your moans from me,” he asserts.

My panties dampen at the rumble of his voice in the morning. Still feeling his hardness jutting my back, I roll over to look at him, and there’s pure hunger in his eyes. “Happy birthday, Princess.”

I know I’m gazing at him like a lovesick teenager, but I can’t help it.

“Thanks, Daddy.”

“C’mere,” he urges, enveloping me in his arms while he peppers my forehead with soft kisses. I indulge in the attention and his scent.

“Do you mind if I take care of this?” I ask, looking down at his straining dick in his boxers.

“I do mind. Did you think I was lying when I said I didn’t want you lifting a finger today?”

“But I want to, and you’re supposed to let me have whatever I want today. Your words, not mine.”

“Well, I can’t argue with that. What do you want, baby?”

“Right now? You. Then I want breakfast and to relax with my pets today.”

“Yourpets? You’re adopting my son now?” His eyebrows shoot up in surprise.

“I sure am.”

He leans forward, taking my chin in his hands, and says, “I will fuck you, feed you, pick upourkids, and do whatever you ask for the rest of the day. How’s that sound?”

“Whatever I ask? A girl could get used to that kind of treatment.”

“Get used to it, Sunflower.”

I lean in to meet him in a soft kiss, and as we pull apart, I lock eyes with him and whisper, “I love you.”

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