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I move slowly at first, sinking my rod into her inch by inch. She groans and her face flushes as she’s gripped by the pain of me pushing deep into her. And when I break through her hymen, Bree cries out. Her face is twisted with pain, and I hold onto her hips, still and unmoving, letting her get used to the feeling of being filled up so completely for the first time.
“Are you all right, baby girl?” I ask. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No. Just… give me a minute,” she croaks with a shake of her head.
Slowly, her face and body relax, and she loosens her grip on the sheets. I take that as my cue and start rolling my hips gently, my cock sliding along the wet inner walls of her sex. Bree draws in a long, shuddering breath and grabs hold of my shoulders as I start thrusting my cock into her with more force. Bree wraps her legs around my waist and digs her nails into my shoulders as the blood in my veins starts to flow hot.
Her eyes are wide, and her lips are quivering as I fuck her. She clings tightly to me, a raspy gasp stuttering out of her mouth. Nearly blinded by lust, I reach forward and wrap my hand around her throat, giving it a tight squeeze as I keep piercing her sex with my rigid cock. She gasps, her red face shifting to purple as I tighten my hand around her throat. Her slit is so tight, it feels like a fist gripping my dick and it makes my every nerve ending feel like it’s on fire.
“You feel so fucking good, baby girl,” I grunt.
My dick glistens with her juices as I pull out and flip her over onto her hands and knees. Leaning forward, I slide my tongue along her shimmering slit and over her pink, puckered asshole, making her squirm and moan. She wiggles her hips as I slide my cock back into her and lets out a salacious groan as I push forward, gasping when I’m fully sheathed inside of her. As I start pounding away at her tight little opening, I grip her hip with one hand and grab her hair with the other, yanking her head back.
The steady and wet slapping of our bodies colliding and my cock plunging into her tight hole rings in my ears and fans the flames of lust burning inside of me. But I want more. No. I need more. Gripping her hair in my fist, I yank her head back.
“Tell me what I need to hear, baby girl,” I growl. “Say it. Say it loud.”
“Fuck me, daddy,” she gasps.
“Louder.”
"Fuck me, daddy," she practically shouts. "Fuck me harder. Fill my little cunt, daddy!”
Hearing such filth coming from her mouth gets my cock harder than it’s ever been. This is what’s been missing… what I’ve needed my entire life. It’s as if she’s not only shown me a door I never knew existed, she kicked it open. And what I see on the other side is an entirely new world that I never considered before.
“Yes, baby girl,” I say, my voice low and hoarse. “Fuck yes.”
She writhes in my grip and pushes back against me, taking my cock deeper into her sex. As I slap her tight, young ass, her moans become louder and more salacious than any porn star. But when she looks over her shoulder at me, that sweet, innocent face of hers gets me even harder. I pound away at her sweet pussy, her moans blending with mine.
“Give it to me, daddy,” she gasps, her blue eyes still sparkling at me. “Hard. Give it to your baby girl harder, daddy.”
My fingers are pressed so hard into her hip, I’m sure I’m going to leave bruises. And our bodies crash together with such force, I already know we’re both going to be sore tomorrow. My cock twitches and I feel the walls of her sex pulsing around me. It throbs, begging for sweet release. Bree’s breathing is ragged, and she looks at me with a glimmer of desperation in her eyes.
“Come for me, baby girl. Come for daddy. Come all over daddy’s big cock,” I say.
As if she were waiting for my permission, Bree throws her head back and lets out a long, lusty moan. Her body trembles and the way she writhes on the end of my cock sends waves of electric sensations rippling through me. I grip her hips with both hands and keep pounding her with a lustful zeal. My balls tighten and my stomach clenches and with a savage cry, I throw my head back and erupt.
I push my cock deeper into her as it spurts, filling her pussy with my thick, warm seed. Bree pushes back against me, the muscles of her sex milking every last drop of cum from my balls and when I’m completely drained, I flop onto my back. Bree lays her head on my chest and starts tracing circles on my belly with the tip of her finger.
We lay in silence for several long minutes, my mind whirling with a thousand conflicting thoughts. A small voice in the back of my mind continued whispering to me, telling me that what I did was wrong. It whispered that I was a deviant. A piece of filth. It reminded me once more that Bree is my goddaughter. That she is my best friend’s little girl.
But one thing I realized while I was away is that she’s also my little girl. My baby girl. Neither of us meant for this to happen—we just sort of fell into it. There’s something between us. That much can’t be denied. I feel it and I know she can too. And just because she’s Eddie’s daughter doesn’t make the fact that we are exploring it wrong. We’re both grown.
Is it a little strange given that she’s my goddaughter? Yes. Is it inherently wrong? No. When two people share a connection like Bree and I do, it’s nothing to be ashamed of. It’s not like she’s my biological daughter. But I was letting the idea of what other people might think get into my head. The realization I came to when I was away from her was that what other people think doesn’t matter. All that matters and all I should care about is what Bree thinks. She’s quickly become the most important thing in my life.
The other realization I came to while away is that I don’t want to be away from her again. I want to be by her side all the time. I don’t want to share her with anybody. And though I’d love nothing more than to lock her away from the world and keep her only to myself, I know that’s not realistic. But the fact remains that I don't want her to be anywhere else but by my side as well. She showed me that she’s all I’ve ever wanted. All I ever needed.
“Are you okay?” she asks, her voice little more than a whisper.
Her warm breath feels nice on my skin as I run my fingers through her soft, silky hair. A smile stretches my lips wide, and my heart skips a beat.
“I’m good,” I tell her. “In fact, I’ve never been better.”
12
Bree
My eyes flutter open, and I breathe deeply, a smile on my face. The sound of the waves crashing is nature’s own music in my ears and the scent of the saltwater from the ocean fills my nose, bringing yet another of my five senses to life. I roll over and the smile on my face fades when I see that Bastian isn’t in bed next to me. After three rounds of the most intense sex ever last night, I thought he would have slept the morning away. I certainly feel like closing my eyes and going back to sleep.
