Page 49 of Riley & Kane: Complete Set

“What in the fuck are you doing here, Clara? And you better have a good goddamn excuse for letting that old man see what belongs tome.”

She bites her lip but doesn’t make a move to close her legs. Instead she shows me she truly is the devil as her small fingers wiggle down her body and to her pussy. She spreads her cunt for me, showing me how slick she is for it. How ready she is for a deep, hardfucking.

“I missed you,” she whispers, and I fall to my knees in front ofher.

“You snuck on my boat and waved your little pussy around, ready to get fucked. I oughta roll you over and wear your assout.”

I watch as she dips her finger inside her pussy and pulls it out. It’s covered in her juices and, goddamn my soul to hell, I groan as she brings it to her mouth and sucks itclean.

I wrestle with the zipper on my pants so fast, I nearly rip themopen.

The room is small, and it’s closing in on me as my need for her beats down on my back. I don’t think about how she got on the boat or what I’m going to do about keeping her hidden in here. I don’t even worry about there not being a lock on the door. Right now, I just need to get my dick in her and fuck until I passout.

Warm, wet heat surrounds my cock as I thrust into her and hold still. Exhaustion mixed with desire fills my veins, but I wait, needing a moment to feelhome.

Clara reaches up to me, touching my scruffy face. I turn my face and kiss her wrist, then fall on top of her and kiss her sweet lips. I can’t stay mad at her. Hell, I can’t seem to do anything right but fuck her, and she still wants me. I don’t know what I did to deserve this little angel, but somehow life keeps on working out for a fuck-up likeme.

She tastes like sugar and her pussy and I growl as I start to fuck her. She clings to me and her little cries are driving me to the edge. I put my hand over her mouth and move my lips to herear.

“You keep quiet in here, girl. This crew finds out there’s pussy this tight on board and they’ll be breaking down the door to get aturn.”

Her pussy creams with my words, and I fuck her harder. I stamp my ownership on her cunt with every thrust and make her remember who’s on top ofher.

“You need a daddy twenty-four seven, don’t you, baby?” She nods and moans against my hand. “This boat has got some rough guys on it. Some of them don’t care you got a daddy or that your pussy is barely big enough to take acock.”

Her cries are muffled as her pussy gets wetter and she’s close to getting off. Fuck, I’m exhausted, but this bed is too small for me to pass out on top ofher.

“I’ll sneak your food down here and make sure you got my dick every hour on the hour. But you better not step a toe outside this room.” I grit my teeth just thinking about having her pussy ready for the taking whenever the need hits me. Just like at home, I can grab her up and bend her over every time my dick twitches. “You hearme?”

I lift my hand up a little and she licks her lips. “Yes,Daddy.”

Fuck if my cock don’t swell even bigger. Not even a whole day without her and already I missed her calling methat.

“That’s right, sweetgirl.”

I lick her bottom lip then kiss her hard. She squeezes her thighs around me and I press my barrel chest against her tits as she comes apart in my arms. I thrust hard one last time and empty inside her perfect waiting body. I almost black out as her pussy clamps down on me and drains what’s left of my soul intoher.

There must be a god, because I’ve got just enough strength left to roll us over on the tiny bunk so I don’t smother her. She lies on top of me like roadkill and I’m half asleep when I feel her fingers in my chesthair.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she whispers, and my chest tightens. “I just couldn’t stand to be away fromyou.”

“S’okay,” I grunt, and wrap my arms around her. “I missed you, too. We ain’t gonna be apart again. I’m making sure ofthat.”

“I love you,” she says, kissing my chest and then cuddlingclose.

“Love you, too, babygirl.”

EpilogueClara

Two yearslater…

I keep looking at my watch and hoping Rex will be here soon. He texted me and said he was running late, but I know he doesn’t want to miss theappointment.

This is our second pregnancy, but he’s still just as excited as the first one. When they called me back, I said I was still waiting on my husband, but the nurse told me that one of their doctors had an emergency and they didn’t have time to reschedule me. I debated for half a second before I decided to go back, hoping that he’d be heresoon.

Now I’m laid back on the table with my legs in stirrups waiting on the doctor to come see me. I’ve gotten used to letting it all hang out after my first pregnancy, so I just try to get comfortable and pass thetime.

After a moment the door opens and I look up to see the doctor walk in. I gasp because it’s not my normal female obstetrician, but a male doctor I’ve nevermet.

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