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He started thrusting again, and I soon became lost to the blissful sensations. The sound of flesh slapping flesh filled the room. For this round, he didn’t slow his pace as he pounded me, not even when the lights flickered a few more times.

Another release swept over me, this one quick but hard, and it seemed to push Daddy over the edge.

His fingers dug into my flesh, and he growled like some kind of deranged, raider savage. His movements became faster, jerkier, and it wasn’t long before the first torrents of his seed shot into me.

Once he’d finished, he remained inside me for a long moment as he caught his breath.

Slowly, he withdrew from my pussy, and I immediately felt his seed trickling down my inner thighs. Before I had time to worry about my favorite pajamas getting sticky, he pressed a hand towel to my center and carefully cleaned me up.

My heart contracted under his sweet attentions.

“There you go. All clean.” He gave my bottom an affectionate pat. “Until the next time, that is.” He placed a fresh hand towel between my thighs before he buttoned up my drop seat, using it to create a makeshift diaper, which was sort of embarrassing.

Fatigue pulled at me, but I knew he was far from finished with me. If I were being honest, I was hornier than I was tired, so I wouldn’t complain later when he came at me for round two or three.

Daddy lifted me in his arms and carried me to the rocking chair that rested in the corner of the room. Aw. My heart contracted all over again. He knew how much I loved cuddling with him in the rocking chair.

He sank down and cradled me in his lap. His dark brown eyes gleamed with warmth, and I melted when he kissed the top of my head. I leaned into his chest and listened to the steady beating of his heart.

Happiness resounded through me, a deep joyfulness that knew no bounds, because I knew Daddy truly cared about me. He wasn’t some creepy dude who was using me for sex. Not at all.

He took care of me, gave me boundaries, disciplined me when I stepped outside of those boundaries, and made me feel cherished on a daily basis.

Neither of us knew what the future would bring, but for now, we had each other.

He placed a hand at my crotch and gently cupped my pussy. “Are you sore, babygirl?”

I sighed, enjoying his touch. “Not too sore,” I said, leaning back to peer into his heated gaze. “I’m ready for round two whenever you are. But it’s cool if you need a few more minutes. I know you old folks need to take it easy now and then.”

Daddy aimed a stern look at me, then carried me to the bed, his strides fast and purposeful. Quivers assailed me, and my stomach flipped as I wondered if he meant to smack my bottom or pound his cock into my pussy.

He forced me to bend over the bed and made quick work of unbuttoning my drop seat.

“Reach back and pull your cheeks wide apart, babygirl.”

“What?”

“You heard me. Wide as you can.” He gave my bottom a warning tap that had me scrambling to obey.

With shaking hands, I reached around and grasped my butt cheeks. I sensed him take a few steps back, and I flushed as I realized he meant to stand there and observe me. For how long?

The towel slid lower between my thighs—he hadn’t removed it yet—but I left it alone because it would probably come in handy after he pumped me full of his seed for the second time.

My face flamed with embarrassment as I slowly drew my bottom cheeks apart, spreading myself as wide as I possibly could.

A satisfied groan rumbled behind me, and I shivered as he stepped closer and drew a finger through my moisture. He also traced my clit with a featherlight touch, and I couldn’t help but jerk my center back as I sought more pressure on my aching parts.

“Thank you for spreading wide and giving Daddy a nice view of your privates. Your pussy is a tad swollen, babygirl, but I think you can handle another pounding. You may let go and place your hands on the bed now.”

Oh. Ohhh. So that was why he’d asked me to spread wide. I’d just assumed he was being a pervert. But instead, he was making sure I was okay. My heart squeezed with warmth.

I released my cheeks and returned my hands to the bed, clutching the covers as I braced myself for that first, deliciously deep thrust. Anticipating it with bated breath.

Daddy didn’t make me wait long. He grasped my hips and aligned his thick appendage with my entrance.

Then he was inside me, driving deep, pounding hard, his balls slamming into my clit.

Struggling for air, I clutched the covers and held on for dear life.

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