Page 32 of Halloween with a Daddy
“She’d be happy, regardless.” Bethany leans back in her seat. “Maybe I could bring her by tomorrow.”
“Or I could leave a key with you when I go, and you could bring her by whenever.” I shrug. “That way, you two would have plenty of time to go through the whole place.”
“Seriously?” Her face lights up again. “You’d trust me with a key?”
“I’d trust you with anything.” I look over and nod. “But don’t make me regret that.”
“I won’t, I promise.” She grins. “You know, I tried to get a tour for her when I was a kid. My grandfather found the owner’s information, and we sent a letter, but never got a reply.”
“That would have been when my dad owned the place.” I sigh. “I’m not surprised you didn’t get a response.”
“This makes up for it and then some.” She squeezes my hand. “Thank you.”
We hold hands, lightly teasing each other, all the way back to Grimwillow Manor. As soon as we’re inside, I push her against the wall and start kissing her. I’ve missed her lips so fucking much, and it’s only been a few hours. My hand goes under her shirt and squeezes her breasts. She’s not even wearing a bra, and I don’t mind at all. I play with her nipples while my lips drag along her skin.
“I want you. Right here. Right now.” I rasp into her ear.
“I want you too.” She moans.
I strip off her t-shirt and toss it on the floor. My lips trace her curves, my tongue caresses her nipples, and then I remove her jeans. I drop to a knee so I can take them off faster, and don’t even bother removing her panties. I just twist them around my hand until the fabric snaps. Before she complains, I lift her leg with my shoulder and start licking her clit.
“Oh, fuck!” Her nails dig into my scalp. “That feels good.”
I lap her sweet nectar as she drips, pushing my tongue inside her enough to feel her pussy quiver around my tongue. My cock is throbbing. I can’t take it anymore. I stand up, unfastening my pants as I do. My cock falls free, and that’s all I need. I grab her legs, slide beside them, and she impales herself on my cock as she locks her ankles behind my back.
“You belong to me.” I whisper in her ear, slamming my cock deep as the words leave my lips. “Say it.”
“I belong to you, Daddy!” She whimpers and moans.
I fuck her hard, driving her into the wall with every single thrust, each one bringing us closer to the release we both crave. Her pussy is so fucking tight. A taste is paradise, but this is heaven. I feel the pressure in my balls. It’s begging to be released. She’s close too. I hammer my entire length into her, again and again, waiting for when I can finally let go.
“I’m about to come!” Her eyes water. “Oh god!”
“That’s it.” I rasp. “I want to feel your whole body shake.”
She shudders and a few quick thrusts cause the orgasm to consume her. Her pussy spasms on my length and I drive the head as deep as I can before I explode. I pump her pussy full of my seed and keep hammering her g-spot until she comes a second time. I leave her impaled on my length and pull her away from the wall. My lips find hers. I ravage her mouth with my tongue and walk to the sofa. We fall against it in a lover’s embrace. I thrust again, which breaks the seal our lips have formed.
“What are you doing?” She moans. “You already…”
“I love the way your pussy feels too much to stop.” I growl into her ear. “Daddy wants to come in you again.”
I pick up the pace and hammer myself into her so hard that I hear the sofa creak, but I don’t care. I’ll buy another one if it breaks. We exist only in this moment where pleasure and bliss control everything. I shift my weight and hold on to the sofa while Bethany holds on to me. We’re one body, one mind, one everything. I finally feel the sweet perfection I crave as she loses control. She writhes underneath me, relishing the orgasm that massages my cock the best way imaginable.
“Fuck!” I feel my body jolt and my hips jerk as I come.
I have enough left to keep pumping my dick into her until her orgasm fades. I fall forward, pulling Bethany into my arms as I crash into the couch. The wood protests under my weight after being battered by our lust.
“I’m going to miss you so fucking much when I have to go home.” A sigh passes across my lips, which still taste like her. “I wish I could take you with me.”
“I’ll be here when you get back.” She nestles her head against my chest. “And you better come back after everything you did to me this weekend.”
“I will. I promise.” A kiss on her head reinforces my words.
I mean it. Every word I’ve said and a few I haven’t said yet. Just laying here, exhausted, with her in my arms, means so fucking much. I never thought I would have it, especially since I’m getting older. I haven’t had a serious relationship in years. Hell, I’ve gone to bed in a cold bed so long it’s hard to remember what it’s like not to. She makes me wonder how I ever survived in that world. I can’t live in it anymore. I don’t know what the solution is, but there has to be a way for us to be together.
I don’t want to take her away from Willow Grove or her family, but I have obligations as well. They don’t seem important as they did a few days ago. Maybe it’s time to rethink my life and all of my priorities. The city always feels alive. It’s part of why I love it so much. But does that really matter if I don’t feel complete?
I’m already thinking about a future with Bethany and what it will look like. There are possibilities that could work, but none of them seem right. I’m not exactly ready for retirement, even if my bank account could support an enjoyable life for us if I did. I need to stay busy. Bethany is just beginning this stage of her life. She’ll graduate from college, find a job, and start a new journey. I want to be a part of it. I want to see her flourish, because she deserves the absolute best.
