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“Be a big girl and take it.”Thrust.“Take all my fucking cock.”Slam.“Let me fill you with my cum, little girl.”

“Yes, yes, please,” she pants out, begging as I grip her thighs with such force she’ll bruise. I drive into her harder and harder. Faster and faster.

“I might get pregnant. I-I’m not on birth control, Daddy.”

“Fuck yes. Daddy wants to put a baby in you.”Slam.She moans as I grind my hips against her, and her pussy clenches at the motion.

“Fuck yes. That’s it, make Daddy come. Let Daddy fill you with our baby.”

She arches her back and squeezes my cock again. “Fuck, Jade. I’m...”

Her mouth parts and air whooshes from her lips as her body locks up tight and I finally give in to my orgasm. My cock swells, and I allow it to release with a hard thrust as deep as possible. I hold her tight in my hands, continuously pumping my cock inside her, determined for my cum to take form and create a life connecting us together.

Forever.

The strength of my orgasm sends me falling onto her, making my lips crash against hers in a heady concoction of possession, power, and passion.

The embers sparking once again and fire igniting in sloppy, desperate kisses filled with the strength I feel for her.

I pull back, breathless, my eyes full of love for my girl. “You’re so beautiful, little girl. So fucking beautiful.” I kiss her again as her fingers tangle in the hair at the nape of my neck, and my cock swells as she widens her legs to accept my body, then wraps them around my waist as I rock into her.

She accepts my cum, and, ultimately, my baby too.

ChapterFifteen

Jade

We lie in bed, completely satiated. My chin rests on his chest as I trace over his tattoos with the tip of my finger, my aching, bruised body sprawled over his solid one. “Have you always had women call you Daddy in the bedroom?”

He lifts his head to stare down at me, and his dark eyes narrow on mine. Raising his hand, he tucks my hair behind my ear before trailing his knuckles tenderly down my cheek. “Never.”

I swallow back the emotion clogging my throat. This whole dynamic is as new for him as it is for me, and I couldn’t be any more elated, but I try not to show it.

“Do you like that?” he asks, tilting his head to the side. “That you’re the first girl without experience that I’ve fucked? The first girl I let call me Daddy?” He licks his lips and swallows. “My first little girl.”

I nod gingerly because, if truth be told, it fills me with a sense of security I’ve never felt before now. It makes me feel wanted. Needed. Protected.

“My cock is constantly hard for you, Jade.” He lifts his hips to rub his hard cock against me for emphasis. “You’ve become my little obsession. The cure to my addiction.” He swallows thickly and lowers his voice. “But it scares me.” He admits meekly.

I move to sit beside him. Tucking my legs under me, I perch my ass on them, and he tilts his head against my lap for me to run my fingers through his thick, dark hair. His Adam’s apple slides up and down his throat before he finally speaks. “I’m scared I won’t be able to come back from this addiction. That I’ll become so obsessed that when you end it, it’ll destroy me. I won’t survive the withdrawal.” His eyes stay fixed on mine, and the vulnerability in them has my hammering heart aching at his words and my stomach sinking. His words hit me with such force they send a brutal tremor through my body. How could he think I’d discard him so easily? How can he not see I’m as addicted as him?

That we’re both addicts in this relationship.

How ironic that we’re both also the cure.

“I won’t ever leave you, Tommy.”

Our eyes remain locked.

“You’re mine,” I tell him with certainty. “You’ll always be my daddy.”

Tommy

I send a message for Jade to come to my office, knowing full well my father will be calling at any moment. My excited cock rubs against my belt at the thought.

She knocks on the door, making me grin like a bastard as my plan comes together.

“Come in.” I try to hide the enthusiasm behind my voice and instead shuffle papers on my desk, feigning work.