Page 45 of Daddy's Addiction

Every thick inch makes me feel like he’s tearing me apart. But I wouldn’t change it for the world.

I love him. I love his brutality, his filthy, uncontrollable obsession with me.

So, when his body tightens and his cock thickens, allowing the ropes of his cum to spill into my ass, I relish it. Feeling treasured and perplexed, finally feeling loved.

Tommy

After fucking my girl into oblivion, I lift her into my arms and carry her into the bathtub. While I’m not thrilled about washing away my cum, I can admit she needs some tender care, and I’ll always be the man to do it.

She rests against my chest while my hands palm her small bump. I’ve never felt so fiercely protective over anyone before.

“Has everything been okay so far with the pregnancy?” She tilts her head to face me.

“Yes. They didn’t tell you about it, then?” She bites into her lip, making me groan at the back of my throat.

“No.” I drag a hand through my hair. “Unfortunately, I think them doing that was for the best. I think that was the right decision by my father.”

Her eyes flash with hurt, forcing me to elaborate. “I’d have been straight out of rehab, barging in here and taking you home.” I chuckle as her shoulders relax, and I gift her neck with a gentle kiss.

When her fingers trail over my tattoos, it’s me that melts against her touch.

“He did right,” she agrees. “You needed to get stronger. For both of us.”

My hands press gently on her bump. “For both of you.” Our lips meet.

“Marry me?” I ask, pulling back to stare into her emerald eyes.

Air leaves her lips in surprise before they tip up into a serene smile, where she nibbles on her lip.

“Say yes,” I coax, my gaze drilling into hers, leaving her no choice but to comply.

“Yes, Daddy.” She grins back at me.

“Good girl.” Her lips find mine as she turns to straddle me, her sore ass forgotten when I grip her ass cheeks in the palms of my hands and line up my cock before slamming her down, making her lips part.

“I love you, little girl.”

“I love you too, Daddy.”

ChapterTwenty-One

Jade

Tommy’s grin encompasses his face as he opens the door to my bedroom, then moves aside, allowing me to step inside.

The frilly pink bedding is gone, and in its place are soft shades of green and white-painted walls. I stroke my hand over the silk bed linen, feeling like an awakening has taken place.

“Will this be your room now too?” I turn and face him.

His broad shoulders fill out his black shirt, the muscles behind them straining against the material, making me clench my legs with need.

While being away from me, he’s been working out and what was once a chiseled body is now homage to a rock-solid machine.

“Of course.” He pushes off the door and walks toward me. “Although I’m kind of going to miss the frilly pink shit.” His lips quirk up at the side. “It added to the element of taboo, don’t you think?” He raises an eyebrow, making me chuckle.

I slide my dress down my shoulders, letting it pool at my feet, earning a hiss from Tommy. “You mean the element where I’m your stepdaughter and you creep into my room, making me take your cock?”

His pupils flare with need, then he shakes his head. “There’s no creeping, little girl. Daddy storms into your room and tells you to kneel while he fucks your mouth so hard you can’t speak.”

---