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She was panting and clenching down on his finger as he started to move it. The pressure inside her increased as he picked up his speed.
“Such a good girl for Daddy,” he said. “Let me hear those sounds.”
She moaned as his finger continued to pump inside her while his other hand started to slowly rub her clit. She raised her hips as pleasure and pressure coursed through her body.
“That’s it,” he whispered as he added another finger. “Such a good girl for Daddy, taking his fingers so well.”
A small cry fell from her lips as he picked up the speed rubbing her clit. It was like he was sending little electric shocks through her body.
“Let go for me,” he commanded. “Come on my fingers like the good little slut you are.”
Those words and him pinching her clit sent her over the edge. Daddy slowed his pace down as she rode out her high. She felt like jello all over.
“Such a good girl,” he whispered. “Let's get you cleaned up.”
Storm watched as he drew his fingers out of her pussy and into his mouth. Her mouth fell open as she lazily watched him suck her juices off his fingers.
“So delicious,” he said. “I can’t wait to try it tomorrow from the source.”
Her cheeks flushed at the comment. She couldn’t wait to be eaten out by him.
“I promise, once your stitches are out and you’re all better, we’ll do stuff together,” he said, picking her up.
She relaxed into his arms. She could get used to this. All of it.
EPILOGUE
STORM
Daddy and she were driving home. She had finally gotten her stitches out after two weeks of having them in and not ripping them. The past two weeks had been agony for her. Not being able to work or really do anything sucked.
Her Daddy made sure that during those two weeks, all she was doing was resting. He wouldn’t even let her walk a lot during the day.
The only good thing that came out of those two weeks were the orgasms.
Daddy gave her an orgasm every day and it was the highlight of her day.
Well, there was a lot she looked forward to each day. She got to be Little and not worry about anything. Her Daddy fed her every meal and enjoyed it. He would give her a bath every night and she could play for several minutes before he started washing her and throughout her bath.
She was living in a fairytale.
Well, almost. In her fairytale, she wanted to make love with him. She wanted to be more intimate with him than ever.
When they went to get her stitches out, she had made sure to ask Angelo if she could do anything and everything. He told her that as long as she didn’t feel any pain, she could. She gave her Daddy an innocent smile when he looked over at her, but she had a feeling he knew what she was asking for.
He had promised her he would do more things with her, take it further, whenever she got her stitches out and was better.
They were almost home and she had a plan. A simple one. Pounce on him whenever they got into the house. She wasn’t fully sure it would work, but she was going to try her hardest to make it work.
“Are you okay, Stormy?” Daddy asked.
“Yep!” she said, popping the ‘p’ extra hard.
She was excited and happy. Never in her life did she think she was going to have a Daddy or even find someone she would love.
She stopped bouncing in her seat and carefully looked over at Daddy. They were right in front of the house and she didn’t know if she should tell him now or if she should wait.
Never in her life did she think she would love someone. It seemed like a dream to her, someplace she went when she was sad.
