Page 12 of Guardian Daddy's Girl
Giving her a moment to come down from her high, I fidget with my belt buckle to free myself from it. My revelation is only thebeginning. Until I’ve had her on my cock, screaming and begging for more, I won’t be satisfied.
“Wait, Rex, before we carry on … ” I stop everything I’m doing as she says those words.
No matter how hard it’s going to be to stop myself, I would never do anything Hailey doesn’t want.
She’s in full control of this ship. From start to finish on any journey we take. I’m just a giddy bystander.
“Not Rex, remember” I growl.
Just because I know when to stop, doesn’t mean I’m willing to let certain things slide.
“Dad-dy,” she corrects herself and wrecks me entirely with two syllables. “I need to tell you something.”
She looks down at me between her breasts, with wide eyes and trembling lips. Her cheeks are several shades darker, half from being flushed, the rest because of whatever she’s about to say.
“What is it, Kitten?” I kiss her inner thigh, partly because I can’t stop myself, mostly because it acts as a way to gauge if I’ve somehow fucked this up.
She doesn’t stop me. A good sign, I think to myself.
“I’m … ” She pauses, too nervous to speak the words.
But it would take a real fool not to realize what her announcement is. All the signs were there from the start.
Her nervousness around being on display in lingerie. Her thighs clenching around my palm, not to stop it, but because of a foreign, unknown touch. How she lit up like a Christmas treewhen I got my first look at her naked body … all subtle hints at the news about to cross her lips.
“ … You’re a virgin.” I finish the sentence for her.
She gulps. Nods. Turns away as if it’s a mark of shame.
I snap a hand upward and grab her jaw lightly, using it to guide her face back to mine. I let go of my belt and stand upright, giving her a deeply satisfying kiss. Hoping it does something to settle her nerves.
“You’re not angry at me, are you?” It shatters my heart to hear her sound this uncertain about something I see as a gift from the fucking Gods.
My chest swells from my savage breathing. Husky, intense, almost like I’m out of breath after a long workout. She can’t make eye contact at first. Gulping down hard swallows as if I’m about to scold her.
“Why would I be angry at you?” I ask, forcing her eyes to meet mine. She has to see the truth burning inside them with what I’m about to say. She has to understand.
“Because … I don’t know. Everyone reacts differently, and I don’t want to screw this up,” she let’s out a long, drawn-out sigh at the end. “You’re already acting differently since you know. Stopped what you were doing. Tightened your belt … I don’t want this to scare you away.”
“You’re not going to scare me away that easily, Kitten,” I set her mind at ease. “I stopped because I’m not going to let your first time be in a glorified shoe box. In public, in the middle of a fucking mall”
Her eyes soften but when she realizes the implications of the sentence, her teeth sink into her lower lip.
“You mean—” She leans closer, pulling me into a hug.
“Yes,” I answer, not needing to hear the rest of her question. “I’m still going to take your virginity and make you mine.”
I wrap my arms around her, muscles aching and body screaming to finish what we started. I kiss her fast and hard, before pulling away completely. I’m too close to the edge, and lingering anywhere near Hailey might cause me to make terrible decisions.
But as I collect the clothes we discarded off the floor, and Hailey changes back into the clothes she wore, I know one thing’s for certain.
Next time, there will be no stopping.
I’ll leave my mark on her, claim her.
Take her as mine.
Forever.
