“Yeah,” I pant, swallowing hard. “I don’t want you to stop, but damn, you’re huge.”
“Is my little girl having a hard time taking Daddy’s cock? Do you need Daddy to push in fast and get it over with?”
I grip the edge of the mattress and press back a little, wiggling my ass. “Yes, Daddy. Make the pain go away.”
He growls low under his breath and presses forward, his body slapping against mine as a sharp bite of pain rattles through me. A second later, the pain is gone and I feel the most pleasure I’ve ever felt in my life. It’s full and warm, with a steady friction against every spot I didn’t know I had.
“Jesus, fuck… you’re hot,” he growls as he thrusts. “My little kitten, loving Daddy’s dick like a good little girl.”
With every grind there’s a new sensation, until he presses against a spot that feels different from the others. It’s warm, and the pleasure is immediate.
His fingertips grind into my hips, and he thrusts forward again and again, growling and groaning as he rubs the head of his cock against the spongy spot that’s about to send me over the edge.
“Oh God,” I moan, a tingling pressure forming between my legs.
“That’s a good girl. Soak Daddy’s cock so he can fill you up.”
I stagger in a breath, and suddenly, I’m squeezing down around his thick cock as I moan, squirm, and cream.
My eyes close tightly as momentum continues to build between my legs, his hard cock still hammering as he grips my hips tighter and tighter.
“Oh my God!” I scream. “Please! Fill me up!”
He grits his teeth and growls as he slaps my ass and grinds, thrusting into me faster and harder. “That’s a good fucking girl. You take your Daddy’s come. You let me fill you to the fucking brim.”
His body tightens behind me as the thrusting slows to one quick thump, a pause, then two more before he growls out into the night with a sound so primal, I’m sure that bears will be coming from miles away to see what competition they’re dealing with.
It’s sexy as hell and I already want more of him.
“You feel that, kitten?” he calls out with a raw edge in his voice. “You feel how hard you made Daddy come?”
I hum out some sort of response then collapse with him onto the mattress made of air. It’s the first time all night it’s felt too hot, and I reach over to unzip the tent’s vent before we settle into each other’s arms.
“You’re not afraid that you’re going to get caught naked with Daddy? Anyone could be out there telling our secrets.”
I roll onto his shoulder and stroke his sticky, flaccid cock in my hand. Even in a state of relaxation, it’s huge. “I’m not afraid of anything right now. I rode your motorcycle, and I lost my virginity in a tent. I’m invisible to the world.”
He chuckles low under his breath and tugs me closer against his strong shoulders. “You’re mine, little kitten. I’ll take care of you, always. I promise.”
The night is quiet except for a few frogs and a cricket or two, the wind blowing slightly, the air a mix of pine and pleasure.
I know I shouldn’t want this. I shouldn’t want my father’s best friend. But here, in this little tent, with his come dripping from between my thighs, I finally feel like I’m right where I belong.
Chapter Twelve
Reed
We wake to the scent of damp leaves and the birds calling in layers as the sun filters through the trees. Nikki is still against my chest, the soft sounds stirring in her throat as she comes to terms with the morning light.
“What time is it?” she sighs in the sweetest little voice, tucking her arms around me tighter.
“Don’t matter. We’re on our own timeline now, remember?”
She hums under her breath and stays still a moment longer before twisting the tips of her fingers in circles against my chest. “Do we have food out here on our own timeline, ‘cause I’m starving. I started making cake last night, but then I went out and didn’t get a chance to eat before some big ogre carried me off into the woods.”
“Sounds like a real prick,” I say, cuddling her closer. “I hear he’s got great hair, though.”
She looks toward me and rolls her eyes playfully. “Great dick too. Last night was amazing.”
