Page 10 of Daddy’s Dare

By the time I come back outside, she is lying on her stomach, and her bathing suit is untied to prevent tan lines. Her delectable bare ass is on display, and I lose it.

Chapter 7

Summer

How many times did I lie out here trying to tease him and hoping for some kind of reaction? Even in front of Gemma. I never thought I’d get one, but it seems I did. I just didn't see it.

Since it’s only us, I decide to push my luck. After last night, I'm sure to get a reaction from him. So, as I lay on my stomach on the lounge chair, I reach around and untie my bikini top to avoid tan lines.

Untying my bikini bottom, I leave them in place but make them as small as possible. They’re almost like a thong, but I’ll be able to get as much sun as possible. Then I lie there and wait for Knox.

The sun feels so good on my skin, and I got next to no sleep last night as I thought over every detail of being with Knox in that private room. That must be why I don't hear the back door or his approaching footsteps.

A hand presses on the back of my head, holding me down. "Look at you. Are you lying here begging for a cock to fill you, Princess?" Knox growls as he rips away my bikini bottoms and forces my legs apart.

His calling me Princess calms me, and I sink into the lounge chair. He takes that as a yes.

"Well, I guess that's what I’ll have to give you," he says, filling me with one solid thrust.

The pain of being forcibly stretched so fast quickly fades. I was plenty wet from his playtime earlier, and this is exactly what I wanted. Now it's time to play my role.

"What are you doing? We shouldn't be doing this," I gasp.

"What did you think was going to happen when you untied that sad excuse of a bathing suit and laid yourself on this chair like an offering? Any man walking by would have taken you. Just be happy it was me." He leans over my body and whispers the last part in my ear.

He's thrusting so hard that the chair is scraping across the concrete on his patio.

"But what about the neighbors? They could see us!"

"That's what you wanted, isn't it, little girl? For the neighbors to see you and to make their cocks hard. Drive them crazy as they watched you tanning and me rubbing lotion all over this young, gorgeous body while they knew they couldn't have you. But I’m having you, aren't I?" Making his point, he thrusts into me harder.

"Yes, Daddy."

"Don't worry about your friend finding us, either. If you come fast enough, I can be out of you, and you can be back to sunning yourself before she gets back out here. She never has to know you’re full of my cum."

He tugs my face toward him using my hair while his other hand snakes between me and the lounger to play with my clit. All at once, he stops moving, removes his hand from my clit, and lies over me. With his face next to me, he says, "You are mine. Princess. Do you understand? Nothing is going to change it. Not when Gemma gets home, not anyone's reaction to us, and not just when we’re in the club. Do you understand me?"

I nod, but he pulls my head back a bit more."Use your ‘big girl' words."

Fuck, why is that such a turn-on? "Yes, Daddy, I understand. I'm yours."

His lips crash into mine, but he doesn't start moving again. His hips pin me to the chair so I can't get any friction."That goes both ways. I'm yours too, Princess. Only yours."

Without giving me a chance to respond, he starts thrusting into me again, and the orgasm I thought had faded roars to life as strong as ever.

He knows it, too, because he plays my body expertly.He angles his hips, giving me the right amount of pain to my clit, and I orgasm harder than I ever have. His lips are on me again as he swallows my screams. It’s a good thing because I couldn't stop if I tried.

Knox grunts and holds himself inside me. His warm cum fills me, making my walls clench on him, milking him, needing every last drop.

By the time we’re both done, my bones have turned to jello, and I’m not sure I’ll ever move again. Knox stands and pulls on his swim trunks, grabs the towel I brought, and wraps me in it. He carries me inside and up the stairs. I rest my head on his shoulder, loving being in his arms.

Knox takes me straight into the shower, sets me on his shower bench, and turns on the water. As I watch him languidly, he grabs a washcloth and adds his body wash.He moves to the panel, presses some buttons, and the showerhead turns off, but water falls from the ceiling. The warm water washing over my back is wonderful.

He kneels in front of me, taking the now wet towel and tossing it to the far corner of the shower. With efficient moves, he removes my swimsuit, leaving me completely exposed.

Once I’m naked, he starts with my shoulders and washes every part of me, not playing or teasing but slowly taking care of me. It's not meant to be sexual or to excite me, but it does. My nipples are hard, and I know I'm wet, but he ignores it. After he’s finished, he rinses off all the soap and removes the tie from my hair.

He leans my head back into the spray and runs his hands gently through my hair, untangling it as he lets the water wash over it. When he’s finished, he turns off the water and gets a towel. It's warm and toasty and feels good as he dries me off.

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