AllFreeNovel
Share Us
She nodded her head, biting her lip.
“Please,” she moaned. “Please.”
She needed more. She needed to feel him move inside her.
“I’m going to push the rest of the way in,” he said.
Before she could say anything, she felt him ram the rest into her. Storm let out a little scream that turned into a moan as the pain turned into pleasure. It was like every nerve ending was alive and sparkling in her body.
“Please, Daddy,” she begged. “Please.”
Daddy slowly started to pull out and thrust back into her. The pleasure started to build in her body with each thrust. She didn’t know how long she could last.
“D-Daddy,” she whimpered.
“I know,” he said.
Storm felt him move his hand and slowly start rubbing it against her clit.
“Come any time,” he said as he picked up his pace.
“Harder,” she moaned.
Daddy started to thrust harder, making her toes curl in the bed and her fingers grip the sheet. She leaned her head back into the bed as pleasure overtook her body. She felt herself clench down on him as she came, sending him over as he came inside her.
It felt like she was on cloud nine as Daddy slowed down his thrusts.
“Such a good girl,” he whispered as he pulled out of her.
She relaxed on the bed and lazily watched as Daddy got off the bed and picked her up.
“Let's get you cleaned up and let you go to the bathroom,” he said.
She relaxed in his arms as he took care of her.
* * *
A COUPLE MONTHS LATER
“Are you sure you have to leave?” Storm asked, her voice going in and out from all the crying she had been doing.
Storm knew that since Hedda had killed Richard, she wasn’t doing well. She admitted it to her, but nothing Storm did was helping Hedda. She tried to suggest therapy, but Hedda shot it down pretty quickly.
“I think I do,” Hedda whispered. “I think I need to get away from all this. I need to have a couple months where I don’t look at anything and remember that Richard came to you and I… yeah.”
Storm had no clue if Hedda had actually said the words out loud that she killed Richard. She didn’t know if it would help, and she didn’t want to suggest it and make things worse.
“I’m going to be with Monroe, Miles’ sister. Maybe in a couple of months you could come and visit,” Hedda said.
“Are you going to see them?” Storm found herself asking.
She didn’t know if Hedda was still texting the two guys, but she knew they lived in Springfield, Missouri where her Daddy’s sister lived.
Hedda shook her head. “I’m not. I’m staying at Monroe’s house but I’m not going out. I’m just trying to heal.”
She nodded her head, but deep down she knew she wasn’t going to be able to stay in that house for several months without going out. If Monroe was anything like her Daddy, she wasn’t going to allow that to happen.
“Well, you text me every day. Even if it’s just an ‘I’m awake’ or ‘I’m okay’ text. I just want to know you’re still alive,” Storm softly said. “If you don’t, I’m going to have to fly down to Missouri and check up on you.”
