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I’m a man. You can’t get me pregnant, stupid.
I dared him to argue. Tilting my chin, I waited, but he firmed up his bottom lip and forced a smile.
“I want that.” He leaned forward, taking on my challenge as his mouth hovered near mine. “I want to be full of your cum. Barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. It’s all I’ve ever wanted.” The sarcasm in his tone wasn’t lost on me, but I chose to ignore it.
“Hmm.” I released his hair and cupped his cheek. “Would you make me a Daddy?” Our mouths grazed as I nearly closed the distance between us, but I didn’t kiss him. Not yet. “Or would I be your Daddy, too? What do you say, Princess? Will you be Daddy’s breeder?”
He let out a small breath that tickled my skin. “Yes, please.”
“Call me Daddy. Do it.” I slipped my hand out from under his shirt and circled his waist, drawing his hips closer. My cock slapped against the bulge in his pants, and he moaned. “Tell Daddy how much you want him to fuck your pussy.”
“I’ll never say that word,” he whispered. His gaze dipped to my mouth and stayed there. “But I really want you inside me, Daddy.”
“Tell me you want my dick in your pussy, sweetheart.” I nipped at his bottom lip, and he gasped. “Do it.”
The fight was there in his eyes again. A part of him wanted to give in, craved it, but the other part of him hated that he was doing this, and it made the entire game even more fun. I wanted to wear Quin down until he was fully invested, my perfect little slut wife with his delicious pussy. I hadn’t seen his hole yet, and I was already obsessed.
He exhaled harshly through his nose and the air brushed over my face. I curled my fingers against his cheek, encouraging him.
“Do it, and then Daddy will kiss you and take you to our bedroom and fill you with his seed.”
He shivered and rolled his hips, my cock slapping against his crotch. His eyes were amazing in that I could see everything happening in the hazel depths, an array of emotions and thoughts scattered in the vastness of his future hopes and dreams. He could either give in to me and be the wife I wanted, or he could take his losses and leave.
Homeless.
No degree.
No mother to lean on.
I couldn’t bring myself to feel guilty. He’d lived off me for free long enough.
“This is your last chance,” I whispered, my lips brushing against his. “If you stay, if you do this, you’re mine until I’ve had enough, Quin. I will ravage you, and I will fuck your little pussy until it’s wet and hungry and full of my cum. You will be mine to fuck when I want, and you’ll dress how I please. You’ll be my bitch. This is now your final choice. Say the words I want and get my money and those credit cards and that nice car. Or don’t say the words and leave.”
He whimpered, the sound stuck in the back of his throat. A delicious shiver racked his body as he pressed his forehead against mine. “Please, Daddy, I want your dick inside my pussy.”
I crushed my lips against his.
My wife.
My perfect fucking wife.
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QUIN
PUSSY.
Pussy.
What was it with that word? My body definitely reacted to it like I was saying something filthy—that is to say, my dick was standing at attention for Daddy. What the hell was wrong with me that I enjoyed saying that one? Daddy issues, ahoy!
“Daddy, please,” I said, trying it out when Colt backed off to take a deep breath.
His thick cock twitched under my ass, and I knew it was out, pressed against me, looking for a way to get inside me. It would be leaking. Fuck, I did need it in me. As much as I wanted to pretend I was better than all this, it looked like I was wrong! Colt won the slut lottery. First Mom, now me.
“Say it again,” he demanded.
I fidgeted, curling my fingers into his beard. I didn’t really like being told what to do, apparently, because my mouth refused to open. Instead, I wriggled my ass all over his fat cock.
