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“I’m proud of you,” I tell her as I turn back and put my arms around her.
She’s crying some, but I think anyone would be if they had to go through this with their parent, no matter how much or little they liked one another.
“Thank you,” she says, as she leans into my embrace. “I couldn’t have done it without you.”
“Yes, you could’ve,” I tell her, and I do whole-heartedly believe that.
“No, I mean it,” she says. “I never knew I was worth better from a man until I met you, and that gave me the confidence to do this. I may have been the one saying those words, but you gave me the strength and inspiration to finally stand up for myself. You are my hero. I love you and I’m so sorry that you had to see that.”
“I would do anything or fight anyone who ever made you feel like less than you are,” I tell her.
We withdraw from one another, and then walk hand-in-hand back up the stairs and into the house. I let her go so that she can use the bathroom, considering she’s been outside for hours and hours.
Then while she’s in there, I can’t shake how turned on I am by the side of her I got to see when she stood up to her father.
“So, I’m going to make a segue now,” I tell her, when we’re back inside. “But if it’s too awkward given the nature of what’s just happened, we don’t have to do it.”
“What is it?” she asks me from the other side of the door as she begins washing her hands, which I can tell when I hear the water coming out of the faucet.
“I’ll wait till you come out,” I call back to her.
This, of course, is only a second later after she’s done washing her hands.
“What is it?” she asks again as she comes into the kitchen.
“Oh, my God.” She says when she finds me standing there, hard as a rock and completely nude against the island.
“You have been a very bad girl today,” I say. “You know you aren’t supposed to talk to the grown-ups the way you did outside.”
“But that man was being so mean to me, Daddy,” she says.
“Well, he’s not your father anymore,” I tell her. “You have one daddy, and you’re going to take off your clothes right now and then come get on your fucking knees and suck his big, hard cock.”
“Yes, Sir,” she says.
Somehow she disrobes quicker than I did while she was using the bathroom. Before she can drop down, I spank her hard on the ass and leave big red handprints on her.
She then gets down on the ground before me and strokes my cock, spitting on it, and finally drawing forward so that it disappears down her throat as she sucks me off.
“You like Daddy’s cock?” I ask her.
“Mm-hmm…”
“Good. Suck it ‘til I come in your mouth,” I tell her.
But when the time comes where I am just moments away from shooting a load down into her mouth, she pulls back off of it.
“Come on my face instead,” she says. “I want you to see me covered in your baby juice.”
Then she begins jerking me off through the climax, and my cum nearly covers the entire surface area of her face. And I’m so aroused when she comes up to kiss me covered in it, that my cock doesn’t even soften and there’s no need for any refractory time.
I simply bend her over the island, shove my cock in her doggy style and fuck her until I come again.
Only this time it’s not just the dirty parts that get me right to the edge of climax.
It’s when she looks back over her shoulder and tells me to pull her hair— which I do— and says, “I love you,” that I shoot yet another unprotected load inside her.
Which… I guess is fine, too. I mean… if I have my way, we’re gonna be the couple that stays together forever because our sex life isn’t stale and because we just have that spark. And we’ll probably end up having a bunch of babies, too.
Chapter Eleven - Brittany
2 Months Later
“You happy?” Sarah asks on the pool float wading the water beside mine as we stare up at the sunset from the back yard’s pool over the beach in the distance.
Simon always tells people that the best view of the sunset is from our bedroom window, but I disagree. I like to watch it on a warm night like this 4th of July evening, lying in the pool without a care in the world.
Sarah and I always love spending the Fourth of July together—hence our firework references about my sex life with Simon— and I’m glad that this year will be no exception. But I’m even happier that Simon and I are spending our first Fourth of July together, too.
