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Jessie whistles. “Damn, Bro. You’re in deep.”
“You were too old for her when she first stepped foot in this bar, ya fucking creep. But it didn’t stop you then, so why should it stop you now?”
“Are you having a heart attack? Oh my god!”
“I’m not having a heart attack.” My voice is a little croaky.
“It’s time for your punishment, Brat.” I palm my hardening cock. “You ready?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Hands and knees, Baby Doll.”
“Crawl to me.”
I’m crawling across a fur-covered floor toward the sexiest man I’ve ever seen.
On my hands and knees, I feel alive. Invincible. I feel powerful. And the look on his face, the appreciation, makes me feel like a fucking queen.
“Play with your tits.”
She cups them. Squeezes them. She pinches her nipples. My cock throbs, but after letting my shirt fall open, I grip the armrests of my chair. I’m here for the show.
“I’m so wet, Daddy.”
Like a good little girl, she bends forward onto all fours.
“This is your punishment, Baby. You’re not getting my fingers on your clit. But you can have them somewhere else.”
“Have you ever taken a dick here, Baby Doll? Have you ever had your ass filled?”
“You’re not going to touch yourself. You’re going to work your mouth on my dick until I’m ready to come. Then, when I tell you to, you’re going to climb up here, straddle my lap, and swallow my cock with that sweet slit.”
“Can you deep throat, Baby?”
“When you’re being good, I’ll teach you how. I’ll teach you how to fit my cock down your throat while I teach you how to take my dick in your ass.”
“That’s it. Take as much as you can.” She bobs her head. “Get my dick nice and wet.”
Kendra shakes as her pussy continues to dance around my cock.
“I think that orgasm might’ve shaved a few years off my life, but it was worth it.”
That’s it. I give up trying, accepting my new existence. Stuffed with cock.
“I think you’ll have to toss me over the side of the chair,” I tell him seriously.
“Need me to get you some Aspercreme, Old Man?”
I nod. “Okay, but fair warning, if you’re gone for more than an hour, there’s a one-hundred-percent chance I’ll be asleep in your bed when you come back.”
His look softens. “And I’m super certain that I’ll like finding you there.”
And it feels so right. It all feels so fucking right, having both my girls under my roof. My daughter safe in my house. My woman safe in my arms. And I want to keep this. This feeling. This sense of peace. I want to keep it so fucking bad that it breaks my heart.
“I want Ashley to like me. You and Luther are such good friends, it… it would be awkward if we didn’t get along.”
“Of course you’ll get along. You get along with everyone.” He smiles and drops his hand. “And if Ashley doesn’t like you, we’ll fight them.”
A laugh pops out of m...
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He nods. “Yeah. Father versus...
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“Yep. I’ll take Ashley, you get Luther.” He says Luther in a high-pitched voice, mimicking me.
“You’re such a chickenshit.”
“Have you seen the man? He eats workouts for breakfast.” Dad reaches for his door handl...
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Setting my plate on the table, I shake her hand, when what I really want to shake is Luther. With my hands around his throat.
“Mine too.” Dad pushes his beer across the table toward Luther.
“Open your own.” Luther shakes his head. “The caps hurt my hands,” Dad complains, pushing the beer even closer to Luther.
Dad flutters his lashes at Jessie. “I think I’m in love.”
“I think you’re an idiot,” Luther grumbles as he opens his own beer.
“Here you go.” I hold the beer out for Luther.
“Thanks, Baby.”
My heart stops. He just called me Baby. In front ...
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“Goats.” Luther coughs the word while he pats his chest, like he swallowed something wrong. “You can...
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“I want you guys to date.” She… what? I don’t understand. “Why would you want that?” I ask just as quietly. “So you are?” She squeals, then hunches forward, going back to being quiet. “You’re really dating?” I puff out my cheeks, then give her the smallest nod. When she starts to bounce in her seat, I’m the one to lean closer. “It’s new. And my dad doesn’t know.”
She gasps. “This is so scandalous.” I can’t stop my smile at her reactions. Then she mimes zipping her lips. “He won’t hear it from me.”
“It really doesn’t bother you?” “The twenty-year age gap? No.” “Twenty-four,” I correct her. She snorts. “Even better. Now when I tell Dad I have a boyfriend who’s ten years older than me, he can’t say shit.”
“Do you love him?”
Do I love him? The man who brings me food. The man who cares for and provides for his family. The man who can make me laugh and swoon and melt all in one night.
Do I love the man who makes me feel desired? The man who makes me feel loved, even if I don’t dare ask him for the words. Do I love Luther? I lift my shoulder again. “Oh my god.” She squeals as she reaches for my arms. “I can’t believe it!”
