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"But everyone else was around so we had to keep it down," I reminded him. "I miss how we had fun in the bookstore the other day, without the worries of somebody hearing us." Realizing what I meant, he thought for a second.

"I guess we could have some fun," he agreed with a mischievous smile. "I'm not even going to ask you to be quiet, either. I want to hear everything." Taking me by the hand, he led me into the main house where are room was on the second floor.

As soon as we were alone in our room, Richard took me in his arms and pressed me against the wall, his lips crashing into mine as he held me close. I couldn't believe everything that was happening. It felt as though time was slowing down around me.

"Strip for Daddy," he moaned as he let me go. "I want to see all of you already." Pulling away, I pulled my shirt over my head, exposing my body.

As soon as I was undressed, Richard stepped within my reach while I sat down on the bed. I smiled up at him as I undid his belt, letting the heavy denim fabric of his jeans hit the ground. Seeing the briefs he was wearing, I smiled at the erect cock that threatened to poke through the thin, cotton fabric. Taking a deep breath, I pulled down his briefs and smiled at the thick, girthy mass before me.

He grunted in surprise as I closed my mouth around the head before taking the rest of the shaft into my mouth. As I moved up and down the shaft, I ran my tongue along the vein on the underside of the shaft. He moaned in delight as his eyes rolled into the back of his head, and I knew I had hit the sweet spot. I continued for several minutes before releasing him, his cock dripping in saliva as he smiled at me.

“I think it's time Daddy pleased you the way you deserve," he said as he laid me down on the bed. "What do you think?" I smiled back as I rested my hands by my head.

“Take me however you want, Daddy," I told him, lust washing over me as I smiled up at him. "All I want is to feel you inside me. Please…" Chuckling, he shook his head at me.

“Be careful what you wish for,” he warned as he positioned himself over me. “I can easily make this last all day. You may never be able to walk again." The wetness between my legs seemed to answer the question long before I found the words to say.

“That’s what I want,” I said, and he nodded as he rubbed the head of his dick at the opening of my sex, letting my juices coat it before entering my body.

I let out a cry of delight, followed by a moan of pleasure, as he occupied me. He reached as far inside me as he could before slowly withdrawing, letting out a loud groan as he smiled. My moans were music to my ears, and his groans mixed perfectly with them as he took me there in bed.

One of his hands worked its way from my hip to my shoulder before he finally gripped my shoulder, holding me in place as the other hand gripped the bed sheets by my head. I sighed as my eyes rolled into my head, and I let the sensation of his warm embrace and heavenly touch washed over me, building up inside me like a damn about to burst.

“I think I’m about to cum," he warned as he moved in and out of me. "Please let Daddy cum." I shook my head as I stared up at him.

“I need to cum, Daddy,” I whimpered as I stared up at him. “Please, make me cum.” A loud groan escaped him as he started to slow down.

“It’s too late,” he warned as his eyes fluttered open, and I saw the whites of his eyes only.

He slammed deep within me, causing a surprised yelp to escape me as I felt the sticky, hot seed enter my body while he turned his head and kissed the side of my leg. Meanwhile, the tension inside me burst, and I cried out as my body clung to him, trying to drain him of every ounce of his seed. As soon as my body numbed, I felt myself go limp.

“Nevermind on letting me cum," I whimpered as I smiled up at him. "I already came." He smiled as he kissed me on the forehead, his cock twitching inside me.

"Good," he breathed. "Now, it's time for round two." Before I could say anything, I felt him withdraw from me, and he towered above me. "I want you to roll over." I wanted to protest, but he was already rolling me over onto my belly, and I knew I was getting more than I had expected.

CHAPTER TEN

Richard

"What are you doing?" Allison asked as she turned to look at me. "I thought you were going to go to work today." Laughing, I shook my head at her.

"I don't have to go to work for a while," I reassured her. "I thought that we could have some fun before I have to go back to work today." Seeing the way she pulled away from me, I frowned in confusion. "Is something wrong?" Taking a deep breath, she shook her head at me in response.

"There's something I have to tell you," she admitted as she smiled at me, "but I don't know if you'll consider it good or bad news." Seeing the way her hands were folded over her stomach, I couldn't help but smile at her.

"Are you pregnant?" I asked, and her jaw dropped as she stared at me in surprise.

"No, actually I'm not," she corrected me. "At least I don't think I am. I was going to tell you that Chase was asking me to start working at the bakery since Rebecca's pregnant." Disappointment started to set in as I stared at her.

She had been sick for some time, and I was certain she would be pregnant. I knew that I should be relieved that she wasn't pregnant just yet, but, at the same time, I still wished that she was pregnant. After all, with so many people starting their own families inside the group, I had been hoping to have a little one on the way.

"So, what's the problem?" I asked, trying not to let my disappointment show through. "Are you trying to figure out if you should accept?" She shrugged as she leaned back against the counter where the cash register was.

"Actually, I was wanting to know what you think," she informed me. "I don't really want to leave the bookstore, especially since I've been having so much fun here and can read more than most during the slow time of days, but I don't want to let Chase down." Confused, I tapped a finger to my chin.

It was odd to think that she was more concerned with what Chase wanted her to do for the group than what she wanted. Despite how much it bothered me, I had to think about what was good for the group. After a moment, I shrugged.

"I don't know what to tell you," I told her. "I guess, if you truly want to, you can take over the bakery like Chase wants, but I would prefer that you do what you want rather than what's expected of you. That way, I know you're always happy." She considered this for a moment before nodding her head in response.