Page 22 of Daddy Fever


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I love the way he says such dirty things. Breathing deeply, I wrap my arms around his shoulders to pull him closer and keep him here with me. I feel safe in Evan’s arms, safe and warm and cherished.

He pushes all the way in before pulling back out, then repeats the motion, going slow and steady. He kisses me deeply, claiming my full attention, until my whole world is Evan’s mouth, his breath, his cock.

“I’m going to fuck you now, Natasha,” he rasps, pressing his thumb to my bottom lip. “It might hurt a little at first. But… Look at me, sweet girl.”

I gaze into his eyes, so dark and hungry, but also kind and understanding. He presses his forehead to mine.

“I’m going to make sure your first time means something, Natasha. Because it means something to me.” He hovers above me, holding my thighs in place. The angle shifts, and I gasp from the way his cock seems to fill me even more. “You hear me, baby girl? I’m not just gonna fuck you once and then push you away. This thing between us is real, and it’s bigger than anything we could’ve imagined. We’ll find a way to make it work.”

“Promise?” I whisper, tears filling my eyes as hope swells in my chest.

“I promise, baby.”

I cry out as he plunges deep inside me in one swift motion. My muscles ache as they fight to stretch around his girth. His thrusts come steadily, and soon, the sting subsides, morphing into something sweeter.

A moment later, I’m rocking my hips to meet him thrust for thrust.

“Good girl,” he growls. “So fucking good for Daddy. Taking my cock. Giving me that sweet virgin pussy.”

Our bodies slap together as he picks up the pace, fucking me harder and deeper. His gaze never leaves mine, and I’m as captivated by him as he is by me. I can’t get enough of his intense expression, his tight abs, his hard shaft pumping in and out of me. But it’s not just his body that has me rapt. It’s how much he cares for me, how intent he is on making sure I know this isn’t a one-off.

Pleasure erupts inside me as my muscles clench around Evan’s cock. I throw my head back against the pillow.

“Fuck,” I cry out. “I’m gonna… I’m gonna…”

“Come for me, Natasha. Come on Daddy’s cock.”

I do as commanded, my core tightening around him and pulling him over the edge with me. Evan groans as he buries his cock as far as it will go, coming inside me with harsh thrusts that nearly push me over the edge a fourth time.

He kisses my open mouth, passionate and raw, all heat and teeth, before sliding off of me. I’m a ragdoll in his arms, boneless and completely at his mercy, as he holds me against his chest. Breathing shallow as he catches his breath, he smiles and kisses my shoulder.

“How are you feeling?” he asks.

“Checking in on me, doc?” I tease. He chuckles. “I’m amazing. You’re amazing. That was…” I’m at a loss for more words. I turn my head to kiss his cheek. “That was amazing. Thank you.”

“No need to thank me, baby girl. You were incredible.” His hand travels the curve of my waist, the swell of my hips, then back again. “I know this is new for both of us, but…I can’t help feeling like—”

The front door slams and we both jump.

“Ollie,” I whisper, meeting Evan’s gaze. “He can’t find us like this.”

He nods. “You’re right.”

We disentangle from each other in a flurry of limbs and fumbled attempts at locating our clothes.

“Top,” I whisper harshly, scanning the floor. “Where’s my—” Evan tosses my bikini top to me. I tuck my boobs inside and tug on my bottoms. “Am I good?” I ask, raking my fingers through my hair.

He swipes a few stray strands behind my ear and leans in to kiss my forehead.

“You’re perfect,” he says.

My breath hitches at the tenderness in his gaze. “Evan—”

“Nat, you in here?” Ollie yells from somewhere in the house.

“I’ve got to go,” I whisper to Evan.

Holding my breath, I open the door slowly and then make a run for it, dashing into my bedroom and shutting the door behind me with a softclick. My heart is still beating a mile a minute when Ollie knocks.

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