Page 8 of Bred By Daddy (Baby Breeder Session)

He slides his arm around my stomach and holds me close to his body. I'm in a tank top and tiny shorts, I'm dressed for bed, whereas Knox is wearing a shirt and pants. He's handsome, that has never been a doubt, I just never saw him differently until the other day. It's crazy how quickly things can change. Now, I can't imagine us not being this way.

"Yeah, baby," he says as he unbuttons his shirt. "Now, I'm going to spend time with you. Hungry?"

I turn to him, snuggling close to his chest. "No, I'm okay, I ate a while ago. You want me to order something for you?"

He chuckles. "Baby," he says softly, I love the hoarseness of his voice when he calls me baby. "I'm old enough to get food for myself. I'm good. You're sore, I know that I've fucked you raw the past few days. You need to recover."

Maybe, but right now, I want him. I run my hands along his shoulders and push him onto his back. I unsnap his fly and free his cock. He growls as I wrap my hand around his thick length. I shimmy out of my shorts, so that I'm completely naked on my bottom half. "You promised me something, Daddy," I purr as I throw my leg over his waist and straddle him.

His hands slide up my body, the calluses on his hand send heat through my body. My pussy is soaked against his cock. "Oh, and what's that?" he says thickly.

"You promised that you'd breed me."

I never thought about children. I hadn't ever dreamed about having one. I know that some people have always wanted them, but that's not me. I've always wanted to have a career, one that I can excel at, be the best that I can be. Growing up, mom was poor and until we met Knox, it was hard for her. I watched herstruggle to feed us both and to afford rent. I never wanted that to happen to me, which is probably why I never thought much about children. But Knox said it, and it was as though he spoke directly to my ovaries, and they just exploded, now it's all that I dream about. I go to sleep and dream about a beautiful girl who looks like me and a handsome boy who looks just like Knox.

I position his cock at my entrance and bite my lip as I sink down onto his thick length, groaning as he fills me completely. I’m unable to stop the loud groan that escapes my lips.

"Fuck yeah, baby," Knox snarls as his hands tighten on my hips.

Running my hands up Knox's body, pushing his shirt open and using my nails to scratch along his skin. I know that he loves it when I add a bit of pain. He also loves it when I'm loud and crying out his name. The man loves whatever the hell I do to him.

Once my hands reach his shoulders, I use them to balance myself and begin to bounce on his cock. It's thick and stretches me open. It's a bit painful, but I love it just as he does. He thrusts into me and I cry out, God, he's so fucking thick, it's a lot more this way. He fills me deeply and completely.

His grin is filled with pride and triumph. “Fucking love that sound,” he growls. “Tomorrow, I'm not going to be able to keep my hands off you. The question is, baby, can you keep quiet so you don't alert the entire office to what's going on between us?”

I gasp at his words. God. How will I be able to keep quiet? The way that Knox fucks me is hard and fast. It's brutal, there's no way I'll be able to keep quiet.

"You'll have to gag me," I tell him as I bounce on his cock. "You have no idea just how good you fuck me."

His grin is wicked. "Trust me, baby, I know exactly how good this is. You're phenomenal. There's no fucking way I'll be ableto hold back. The entire office will know that you're mine by the end of the day.

I shake my head, I have no doubt that he will do exactly that. “Make me cum,” I tell him. “Please, I'm so close.”

His hands tighten on my hips, and he thrusts deep into me. “Fuck, Daisy, you have no idea what you do to me.”

“I have a feeling that I do,” I tell him as I grind down on his cock, groaning as I do. Nothing has ever felt better than being with him. I’m a lucky girl, I know that and I’m going to hold onto this for as long as I can.

I have a feeling that once people find out about us it's all going to end. That's something that terrifies me. In the past two days, I've come to care for him a lot. It's frightening at how quickly things changed, but Knox has stirred something up within me, and I'm not sure how I'll cope if it does end between us.

I’m truly enjoying myself, being with Knox has given me a deeper insight into myself. I didn’t realize that I had a kink, but being with him has opened my eyes. I crave his dominance, I come harder than ever when he dominates me. Calling him daddy is a huge turn on, not only for me, but for him. Whenever I do call him that, it intensifies everything. He fucks me harder, it's as though he loses control. I love when he does. It shows me that he's not holding back from me and he's giving me everything.

"Please, daddy," I whimper. "Make me come."

“Fuck," he snarls, his hands tightening even more on my hips. I wouldn't be surprised if I wake up tomorrow and find out that there's bruises. "You’re going to come for me, baby,” he groans, thrusting his cock deep into my pussy. “You’re going to come and scream out my name.”

I grind down against him, the need for release hitting me. He continues to thrust into me, his strokes hard and fast, and it’snot long before my orgasm tumbles over me. “Oh, God, Daddy," I cry out when he hits me good. "God, you’re so fucking big, I can’t stop coming,” I cry out, my words just rushing from me, not even coherent at this point.

His hands tighten on my hips, and he thrusts deep into me once more before releasing stream after stream of cum into my pussy. The feeling of his cum coating the inside of my vagina only intensifies my orgasm.

I collapse against him, he gently and tenderly cradles me, both of us breathing hard, but I love this. I love the way he takes care of me, he holds me close, it doesn't matter if we've just fucked or not, whenever he's close to me, he holds me. It's his love language—touch. Something that I adore. It shows me that he cares.

“God, you’re lethal with that cock of yours,” I whisper against his chest.

His body shakes as he chuckles. “Your pussy chokes the fuck out of it, I have no other choice but to cum, you pull every last drop from my balls. It bodes well for knocking you up, baby.”

I lift my head up and stare at him, my heart clenches as his eyes soften as he looks at me. I'm falling so hard for this man. I'm scared that it'll only end in heartache, but the looks he gives me, it makes me feel special, and that’s something I haven’t felt in a long time.

I’m not sure who moves first, but our lips touch, and we cling to one another. It’s hard, fast, and filled with passion. Just the way our sex is. The kiss is amazing and leaves me breathless, and my toes curled. I fucking love how he kisses me, it's as though he can't get enough.

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