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“I’m quitting the show.”

Daisy’s back freezes beneath my hand, and her eyes widen in disbelief. “What?”

“It’s my job to take care of you now.” I smooth my thumb over her full bottom lip. “I’m yours, little brat. That means don’t have to share me.”

Her lip trembles, and I can tell she’s searching my face for signs of regret or hesitation. She won’t find any. Not about her, or leaving the show, and certainly not about going all in on our life together.

Her hands tighten on my shoulders. “I can’t ask you to do that, Penn. I know how hard you worked,”

“You didn’t ask.” I remind her. “But if it helps, it’s not just about youor us. I wasn’t happy. It just took you coming back into my life for me to realize why.”

A tear tracks down her cheek, and I lean forward to kiss it away.

“I love you, Penn.”

I’m filled with something more than I could ever describe when she whispers the words, her eyes wide and shining with the truth of them. “I’min lovewith you. If you want to keep doing the show, we can figure something out. I don’t want you to think it’s either one or the other!”

I feel about ten feet tall. For once,for-fucking-once, IknowI’m doing the right thing.

The best thing that will ever happen to me.

“I love you too, little brat.” I kiss her, nipping at her bottom lip and reaching up to cup her little tits in my hands.

Daisy sighs, leaning into my touch.

“Please,” She begs when I duck down to suck her nipple through the thin tank top she’s wearing, “I don’t want to wait anymore.”

I don’t want to wait anymore either, but I’d been planning on giving her a few days to heal before we tried this for the first time. I’ve never been with a woman as tiny as Daisy, or a virgin for that matter, and I know it won’t be easy to get her used to my size.

She needs this though. I can feel it in the tension left in her body, see it in her wide, almost frantic eyes. My girl needs me to take charge, to make her mine completely, and I’m not strong enough to tell her no.

No more waiting.

Gripping her waist, I help Daisy shimmy out of her panties and crawl back onto my lap, her thighs spread wide.

I press a single finger inside her, hissing as her tight walls grip me. She’s already soaked, and the feeling of her beautiful body reacting this way to mine sends blood rushing to my cock.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I’m aware of the pain from the injuries Phillip inflicted on me, but it certainly isn’t going to stop me from giving my little brat a first time to remember.

I add a second finger, and she trembles against me, panting unevenly as I scissor my fingers, stretching her the best I can. “We’re going to do this nice and fast.” I murmur soothingly, “Just like when I popped your cherry, all right? I don’t want you tensing up.”

Daisy nods, reaching between us to pull down the waistband of my boxers, freeing my cock. Immediately, her little hand grips me, stroking me just the way I’ve taught her I like.

It feels fucking incredible. A little too incredible.

“All right, enough,” I order gruffly, pulling my fingers free from her pussy to give her a sharp spank.

Daisy trembles as she pushes up to her knees, looking down between her spread thighs as I draw the head of my cock through her wetness, coating myself in the creamy wetness she’s made for me.

I said I was going to do this fast, but I can’t resist drawing it out a little. I want to watch her face as her body takes mine for the first time.

Ignoring the painful throbbing in my abs from Phillip’s kick, I roll us over and bear down on her, fitting the head of my cock against her opening.

Daisy’s legs wrap around my waist, and she clings to me as, slowly, I push forward.

Chapter Nine

Daisy

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