Total pages in book: 8
Estimated words: 6797 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 34(@200wpm)___ 27(@250wpm)___ 23(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 6797 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 34(@200wpm)___ 27(@250wpm)___ 23(@300wpm)
“Yes please,” I say, and although Lacy’s skirt covers up what we’re doing, I grab her hips and rock her a little. I can’t help fucking her little girl in front of her father. I want him to know she’s mine now.
“Now,” John says with clenched teeth. “And go down to the wine cellar and bring up a bottle. The merlot.”
“Right away,” she agrees and briskly walks out of the room.
Lacy leans over the table a little and grips on to the edge as I begin to grind her against me. John’s breathing is ragged as he wipes at his bottom lip to rid himself of the drool.
“Lean over a little more, baby girl. I wanna get deep.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she says, and I grin from ear to ear as I stand up and put one hand on her shoulder to keep her pinned to the table. “Oh, now that’s something I’ve been dreaming of.” I glance up at John. “Did you hear that? She called me Daddy.”
I thrust hard, and Lacy moans, so I do it again. John stops pretending to be so unaffected as he stares at my cock going in and out of his daughter.
“Fuck, she takes a dick like a princess,” I moan, and out of the corner of my eye, I see John’s hand move under the table. Bending over Lacy, I put my lips to her ear.
“Look at him,” I say as I start to fuck her harder. “He can’t stand that it’s not him doing this to you.”
Her pussy squeezes around me as John’s arm starts to jerk up and down in a fast chaotic motion. He’s grunting as he jerks himself off under the table, and I smile as I keep fucking his daughter.
“Would it make you harder if I told you she likes you watching us?” I say to John, but he ignores me. “She’s fucking soaked right now.”
“Daddy, it tingles,” Lacy says and pushes back against me.
“Of course it does. It’s okay if you like it when I’m inside you and he’s watching.” The sound of sticky slaps echoes in the room as I keep fucking her fresh little snug hole. “Maybe we’ll do this again when I bring you home for Christmas. By then, I’ll teach you how to suck a cock, and he can see how good you are at it.”
“Please.” She whines and spreads her legs wider.
Reaching around her hip, I play with her clit, and it’s so fucking wet. A few slips of my finger over the pearl, and she cries out the loudest yet. I bottom out inside of her and let my own release take control. That’s when my cock swells, and I pump a load of cum into her.
“Lacy,” John moans, and his hand slows.
As her pussy pulses around my dick, I whisper into her ear, “Look at that, baby girl. You made him cum all over himself.”
John has to grab a napkin on the table and quickly begins to clean himself up like it never happened. I thrust one last time, just loving the feeling of being buried inside her. I ache when I have to pull out, but I know it won’t be for long. I’m going to have her over and over tonight. So much that my cum will be running down her legs, and she won’t soon forget she’s mine.
Taking a seat, I pull Lacy back in my lap, and she cuddles against me. “Do you have any idea how crazy about you I am?” I say, and she looks up at me with her big brown eyes. “I’ve been trying my best to take care of you from a distance. Until today. Now there won’t be anyone or anything standing in my way.”
“You’re going to save me?” There’s so much hope in her eyes, and I nod as I rub my thumb over her cheek.
“Forever.”
“I couldn’t find any merlot,” Lacy’s mom says as she comes back into the dining room. She glances around quickly and then takes a seat. “Is everything okay?”’
I look over at Lacy and take her chin in my hands before I lean down and kiss her. “Perfect,” I say against her lips, and she nods in agreement.
Epilogue
LACY
“No,” I huff, not wanting to get out of bed yet. I’ve gone from wanting nothing more than to get out of the house to never wanting to leave my new one. Especially the bed. Not that my new Daddy needs a bed to do all the yummy things he wants to my body. It’s his for the taking because I belong to him now.
In addition to that, my new home—or rather mansion—has everything I could ever need. No more plain boring life because now it’s filled with color. My closet is bursting at the seams, and I could play dress-up for days. The rules are different here too, and I love all of them.