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“Get me good and hard, honey. Pump your little hands. That’s right. Just like that,” he guided.

Carly licked her lips as the weighty cock pulsated in her hands. Once it was full mast, she was wondering if she’d be able to take all of it.

She was about to find out.

“You’re going to be a good girl and lay down with your legs open wide. Daddy will go slow and easy, princess. But this may hurt a little.”

He wasn’t kidding, she thought as the thick head parted her pussy lips.

And that was just the tip! Whoa!

While instinct told Carly to fight the intrusion, she willed herself to completely surrender to Wade.

“Deeper, Daddy. Please.”

Her labia flowered as his cock slid further inside, stretching her in ways she hadn’t known possible.

She had a toy at home that was large and it was always a challenge—albeit a fun one—to take. But Daddy went beyond even that.

Fire ran through Carly’s body as white-hot heat temporarily blinded her vision. But thankfully the pain didn’t last long. A moment later, nothing but sheer pleasure swept over her.

Daddy pumped and drove deep into her. The rhythmic motion lulled her into a sense of calm, but soon the pressure that was expanding inside her had her frantic once more.

She lost all sense of time and space. It might have been a minute that passed or an hour. Either way, she was losing control and the orgasm that fought frantically to claw its way out won.

Wade reached his crescendo, too, and he came with breathtaking power, sending jets of hot, sticky seed deep into her.

Carly’s climax rolled into another, and by the time they were both deescalating from their lovemaking, she wasn’t sure how many times she came. Nor would she remember when exactly she drifted off to sleep upon reflection the following day.

But she was sure of one thing: it felt wonderful to be in Daddy’s arms.

Chapter Twenty-Two

The following morning, Carly was all smiles.

How could she not be after last night?

But things got even better. It started with Daddy giving her a bath once he got out of the shower, and he was careful to delicately wash everywhere as the warm water and bubbles surrounded her.

He paid special attention to her clit, and she came twice with his hand between her legs, the sound of the water gently stirred by his movements competing with her soft moans.

Then, he’d dried her off, put her in a thick Mountainville Supreme, and then dressed her for the day before taking her to the kitchen where they chatted while he made breakfast.

After eating, it was a pleasant stroll to the community center, with crisp autumn air giving some of the turning leaves the final push they needed to fall from their trees. Other leaves stayed on, their beautiful colors assisting with the town’s plentiful Halloween decorations in making it appear to Carly as the perfect fall day.

More houses than not had jack-o-lanterns or uncarved pumpkins on the porch. Some had ghosts hanging up, while a few had giant spiders in the lawn and zombies coming out of the ground.

“I’m glad it’s cloudy,” she told Wade. “It’s appropriate for the season.”

“I like it, too,” he said. “Though I wish Valley Spring would be this cool. Sure would make ranching a bit easier. I checked the weather this morning. Was still eighty degrees. That ain’t hot, exactly—not by Texas standards—but it’s not cool.”

Carly held Daddy’s hand tighter as she asked, “Do you think I’ll ever be able to go back there?”

It took him a second to answer. “Honey, you can go anywhere you want. I won’t let anyone give you a hard time. That’s for sure. But I shouldn’t have brought Valley Spring up. I’m sorry. You don’t need to dwell on that.”

“You know, I haven’t really thought much about it since you came to town,” Carly replied.

“Good. Keep it that way. We’ll figure all that out later. Right now, you have some cupcakes to bake. This is a big order. We best get to it.”