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Her arms twined around my neck, and she pulled my face down to hers, moaning when the flavor of her essence exploded off my tongue and into her mouth. And I made love to my little girl, slowly screwing her sweet body into the mattress for hours until we both came so fucking hard, we promptly fell back asleep with my cock still buried deep inside her sweet cunt.
* * *
When we rolledout of bed later that afternoon, I made us a very late lunch. “Daddy?” Raleigh asked as she ate a microwaved chicken tender.
“Yeah, baby girl?” I asked, dragging my eyes away from the action movie in front of us to her. She wasn’t in little space right now, and when she wasn’t, she enjoyed watching more adult movies with me. In fact, her favorite movies were theScreammovies.
I’m telling you—my girl had a thing for the villains.
“I want to go check on the store once we’re done eating,” she told me. “I need to check on a couple of things.”
I shrugged at her. “We can do whatever you want, baby girl,” I assured her.
She shot me a warm smile. I gently gripped the back of her neck and pulled her lips to mine, planting a soft kiss on them before releasing her. Once she was done eating, I washed the dishes while she changed into clothes she could wear in public.
“Ready?” I asked her when she emerged from her bedroom. She was wearing a red t-shirt and a pair of jean shorts that clung to her cute little ass. A pair of black Velcro sandals were on her feet.
She nodded and grabbed my hand in hers. I pecked her lips and led her out of the house, locking the door behind us.
* * *
Fuck.
That was my first fucking thought the moment the door closed behind us, the jingling of the bell making almost every person in the shop turn to look at us. And at the counter was Raleigh’s fucking mother.
You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.
I gripped Raleigh’s chin, turning her head to face me. Her skin was pale, and her eyes were hollow. My baby girl was shutting down on me. But I’d fix all of that in a minute. I needed to get her mother out of here. She wasn’t welcome. I didn’t give a fuck if she was a paying customer or not. Raleigh owned this building, and she didn’t have to let anyone in here that she didn’t want.
“Office,” I quietly ordered, my tone booking zero arguments. “Now, sweet girl.”
She nodded and rushed around the counter to her office, shutting the door behind her. I leaned against the counter, looking her bitch of a mother dead in the eye. “Outside,” I told her.
With that, I pushed off the counter and walked out onto the sidewalk. Rhonda sneered at me as soon as the door was closed behind her. She looked like hell, and she smelled like cheap liquor and cigarettes. Shit turned my stomach. I could never comprehend how Raleigh dealt with the smell for most of her life.
I stepped close to her. “Do notevercome into this establishment again, do you understand me? There’s a restraining order against you. If you’ve lost it, I’ll be more than happy to request another one be delivered to you.”
Her fists clenched at her sides. “You can’t stop me from coming in that store,” she spat, her breath wafting over my face. I barely bit back the urge to gag.
“I can when Raleigh owns the fucking business,” I retorted. “Come near Raleigh, her home, or her business again, and I won’t be so fucking nice next time.”
With that, I stormed back into the store. Meghan was standing behind the counter, looking a bit worried.
“The next time that woman comes in here,” I told Meghan as I strode towards Raleigh’s office, “call the police. There’s a restraining order against her.”
With that, I pushed open the door to the office and quietly shut it behind me. Raleigh had her head down on the desk, hiding herself from the world.
I gently lifted her from the chair. She twined her arms around my neck and buried her face against my shoulder. “I hate her,” she whimpered.
I sat down in the chair and cradled her on my lap. “I know you do, baby girl, but know this—” she looked up at me through tired eyes that had gone through way too fucking much at too young of an age, “that woman can never hurt you again. Daddy’s here, and he’llalwaysprotect you.”
She nodded. “Thank you,” she whispered.
I pressed my lips to the top of her head. “Never thank me, baby girl.”
Her mother may have always chosen drugs and alcohol over her daughter, beating on her when the fits of rage hit her, locking her in closets, never treating Raleigh right, but she was safe now. I’d never let anyone hurt Raleigh again.
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