Page 8 of Wooed By Daddy

I nod. “Yes,” I whimper. “I hurt so bad,” I breathe. “I need you.” I’m primed and ready for him. My body is humming with need and pleasure.

He doesn’t hesitate, he positions himself between my thighs, his cock in his hand—stroking it—his eyes on me. “Then, baby, you’ll have me.” He thrusts deep inside of me, and I come apart. Shattering into a million pieces. I can’t breathe, my lungs are without oxygen due to the sheer force of my orgasm. It washes through me like a hurricane, so intense and consuming.

“Fuck,” he grunts as he pulls out before slamming back inside. “Baby girl, you’re so damn tight,” he growls through clenched teeth.

“Hmmm,” I whimper yet again, unable to catch my breath, my body still reeling from the aftermath of my orgasm.

His lips slams down against mine, and his tongue slides into my mouth. There’s nothing in this world that can get my toes curling like his kisses. I moan into his mouth as his cock drives into me. I cry out as the pain and pleasure hit me. God, how does he manage to fill me up just right? It’s as though he’s made to fit inside of me.

I know that this is stupid, that what we’re doing is far from the norm. But God, I can’t deny it. I’ve never been able to deny the attraction that always seemed to simmer between us. Maybe what he said to Sabrina was right? Maybe we were meant to be together?

“So damn beautiful,” he tells me as he continues to thrust into me, his movements slow and languid. God, it feels good, but I need more. “You’re mine, baby girl. All fucking mine.”

His words have my breath catching, my stomach clenching, and my pussy flooding his cock. His? God, I don’t know, I want to be, but there’s so much between us. Right now, I’m focusing on the here and now.

I push down against his cock, moving against him, matching him thrust for thrust. When he starts to move faster. "Yes." I cry out, loving the feeling of his cock stretching me. The way that the pain burns as he drives into my pussy and then the pleasure that takes over me.

His movements are frantic, hard, fast, and hitting me in the right spot. With every hard thrust, I whimper, my body climbing as it reaches new heights. Never have I felt this amount of pleasure in my life. My body’s shaking, my breathing labored and my heart’s racing.

“Mmmm,” I moan. “God, Grant, I’m going to come,” I breathe, my body tightening as the pleasure starts to reach its peak.

His jaw clenches as he thrusts into me harder. I’m barely hanging on, the pace is unrelenting. “That’s not what you call me,” he snarls. “What do you call me?” he demands to know.

I don’t even hesitate. “Daddy.”

“Yes,” he growls, he thrusts into me again. “Come, baby girl, flood my cock with your juices. I want to feel that pussy of yours tightening around my cock, I want it pulling the cum from my body.”

His words are all it takes for me to come apart, my back arching as I cling to his body as pleasure ripples through me. “Daddy,” I scream as my pussy spasms around his cock.

He continues to fuck me—hard, fast, and deep. “I’m going to fill you with my cum,” he growls, and I tighten my arms around him as I fuck him harder.

“Ugh,” I cry as he hammers into me over and over again, his thrusts becoming unrelenting and slightly painful—in a pleasurable way—But I’m completely spent, I’m unable to give him anything else.

“I’m coming,” he tells me as he plunges into me once more, and I feel the warm liquid of his cum fill me.

He pulls out of me and collapses onto the bed beside me. “I never intended that to happen, baby girl, but fuck, it was better than I could have expected.”

I smile as I look up at the ceiling, I’m unsure of what’s going to happen between us, but one things for sure, he’s in my life forever now, and if he continues to fuck me like that, I’ll be happy.

ChapterFour

Grant

“Ineed you to get dressed, beautiful,” I tell her as I zip up my pants.

Her eyes widen, and her lips part. Her gaze runs up the length of my body, and she swipes her tongue along her plump bottom lip. “Where are we going?”

I smile at her confused look. “I’m taking you to lunch,” I remind her. I also have plans to take her shopping for baby supplies. We spoke at length about what she has already for the baby and what she doesn’t, and with the weeks soon turning to days until the baby is born, we should get ahead of what she’s in need of.

“Oh,” she mumbles as she climbs off the bed. “I thought that maybe you’d changed your mind.”

Fuck, I really did fuck up with her. I’m going to do all I can to make things right. Yesterday changed everything. Instead of hiding behind what society expects, I’m going all in for everything I want. That everything is Kelly and our baby.

“I need a shower,” she says as she reaches for her robe and pulls it around her body.

“Have you eaten this morning?” I ask, wondering if I should push back the lunch reservation and feed her now.

She smiles at me as she moves toward the bathroom. “I have.” Once she reaches the bathroom door, she turns to look at me. “What is this?” she asks as she points between us. “I can’t wrap my head around what’s going on.”

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