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She nibbles her lip before sliding completely down my cock and rocking back and forth. “I told you I had breathing room to decide my future, but all I want is you. To hold all the pieces of you inside my body.”
Goddamn.
Gripping the back of her neck, I force her head back so our eyes clash, and in hers, I see the certainty, the need, the absolute desire to bind her life with mine. “Fuck, baby girl, you own me.” A brilliant smile flashes on her face as she twists her hips, making me go blind for a minute. I’m so fuckin’ deep in her cunt that I can feel her cervix trying to keep me out. “If you ain’t got a baby in you yet, you will soon,” I promise her as I use her body to fuck myself.
Slashing my lips over hers, I claim the woman in my lap like she’s a tender morsel of meat, because she is; she’s all fuckin’ mine, and I’m never letting her go.
“Come all over Daddy’s big dick, baby girl. Cream him up so I can get deeper.” She whines in the back of her throat as she plunges over the edge, her body limp as she lights up, and I force her down as far as she’ll go on my length, using her hips as leverage.
“Oh, Daddy,” she purrs. “It hurts so good.” Wrapping her arms around my back, she leans her head on my chest, kissing and biting along the way as she thrusts with me, tightening that pussy like a fuckin’ goddess. “Come for me now, Daddy; it’s your turn.”
“Fuck!” I roar as load after load of cum shoots out of my dick, her pulsing walls telling me she’s gone over the edge again, too, but I can’t focus long enough to register her cries.
When we come down, my eyes open to find the world is still intact, and a couple of other truckers are standing a few feet in front of my engine, having watched and heard the show. Smirks cross their faces as they walk away. I tilt Matilda’s chin up and ravage her lips in a kiss meant to show the world who she belongs to.
“Mmmm, Daddy, I’ll be feeling that all month long.” My dick kicks inside her body, making her moan again.
“You’re coming home with me tonight,” I tell her. It was my plan all along, but I was waiting for her to ask for what she wanted. I’m no longer giving her a choice. She wants to bind herself to me with a child. Well, it’s for fuckin’ ever now. I’m never letting my baby girl go.
“Yes, Big Daddy.” Glad she fuckin’ agrees.
SEVEN
MATILDA
“Yes, Dad.” I inwardly groan as I flop down on Big Daddy’s inviting sofa. It’s nearly the size of my queen-sized bed in width. Staring at him shirtless and barefoot in his kitchen, I feel my sex pulse and leak with desire.
“I just want you safe, Matilda. You don’t know this man.”But I do.I know his heart and soul. It’s only been twenty-four hours since he rescued me on the side of the road, but I feel in my heart that I was born to belong to this mountain of a man.
“I do, though, Dad. He’s everything I never knew I needed in my life. He takes care of me in a way I’ve never known before.” And after what I said last night, I understand why my dad’s skeptical. It’s my own doing, so now I’m responsible for undoing it. “Wait until you meet him to reserve judgment, please?” I affect a pout in my voice that I know he won’t be able to resist.
“Fine,” he sighs. “Tomorrow night. Dinner, here. Please don’t be late, Matilda.”
I frown at this comment. “When am I ever late for anything? I’m not with Mom anymore.” The woman believed fashionably late was on time.
“Fair point. Call me in the morning so I know he hasn’t murdered you.” I burst out laughing at his joke and promise I will before we hang up.
Slipping into the kitchen, I’m immediately assaulted by the spicy aroma of marinara sauce and melting cheese. “That smells divine.” Kissing Big Daddy’s back as I wrap my arms around his front…or attempt to…he’s too broad for my hands to reach each other. I feel so at home with him here.
“How’d that conversation go?” He glances over his shoulder at me, his chocolatey eyes alight with concern.
“Good. I apologized for what I said last night. I still can’t believe I did that. He forgave me and said it was only natural after the way my mother stifled my teenage years, but he wants to grill some steaks for us tomorrow. Is that okay? I should have asked if you had to leave first. Shoot. Do you have to leave?” My heart pounds with the possibility that he might. I don’t want him to, not yet.
Turning around, he grips both my wrists in one of his powerful hands, and the other, he cups the back of my head and drags me closer, forcing me up onto my toes. “Baby girl, breathe.” I nod and do as he says. “It’ll be fine. I pick up loads when and where I want to. Besides, my sweet little girl begged her Daddy to put a baby in her belly, and I aim to do that before I go anywhere else again.”
“Oh my.” I sag against him and blush, thinking about that moment. I don’t know what came over me, but it felt so right and was exactly what I wished for. “Do you think we could try again tonight?” Kissing the center of his chest, I flick my gaze up to his.
“Baby, we’ll be going all night long because I’m determined to make it happen before the morning.” I giggle at the seriousness of his tone, loving his determination. “But not before I feed you a proper meal.” He grunts as he picks me up, placing me on the island counter opposite where he was prepping.
“What are we having?” I glance at the stove and spot a box of pasta. “If my mother were here, she wouldn’t let me within ten feet of that.” For so long, I was on a restricted diet, and I resented it. I never got to enjoy food. And since coming to Jacksonville, I have found that I have a very untried palate. Pasta, however, is my kryptonite.
“Chicken parmesan tonight, with garden salad and a toasted garlic butter baguette.
“That sounds like heaven,” I sigh and flutter my lashes at him.
His lips quirk up in amusement as he goes back to cooking. I steal a carrot before he can grate it into the salad and start munching. “How can I help?” I eventually ask. “I’m not very good in the kitchen, but I can try.” It’s a bone of contention for me because I’d love to be able to whip up a good, hearty meal for my man after he’s been on the road all day. “Will you teach me?”
I give him an earnest look as our eyes meet. “Let me take care of you tonight, princess. In the morning, we’ll make breakfast together.” Planting a kiss on my lips, he licks me until I open for him, and slowly, he plunders my mouth the way he does between my legs.
