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“WhenI leave you?” He looks insulted. “You’re Jemma Wade. My beautiful, kind, clever, and sassy-as-fuck Little Miss. Mother of my child. Grower-slash-nurturer of my cute-as-a-button wild oat. You’re the woman I can’t get out of my head —the only fucking fantasy in my spank bank. You’re the literal girl of my dreams. I want to go back in time to when you saidno stringsand wrap us up in so much fucking string you can never get us untied. Why would I ever want to fuckingleaveyou? I literally said I’d stay yours even if you found someone else and grew a whole new family without me. I wouldn’t love knowing someone else was breeding my girl, but I could live with it if you were happy. I’d fucking stay in your life, Jem. I feel like I can’t live without you. I love you.”
I wipe my eyes. I know he loves me; I feel it every day. It’s what makes him so wonderful to be around. “I love you too,” I squeak. “But I don’t want to end up like Dad did. I don’t want to be that sad and have to pick up whatever shitty pieces of my heart are left when you’re gone, like I had to when Gabe left and it brought back all the feelings about my mom not wanting me. I don’t want to feel that way again, Gunnar.”
“You won’t have to, because I ain’tleaving,” he growls. He sets me onto the couch and yanks his belt open, and then off. “Am I a good dad, Jem?”
“What?”
“Am. I. A. Good. Father?” he asks in a low, husky voice. “Do I take good care of my kid? Provide for her? Love her? Do whatever she needs me to do? Be who she needs me to be? Do you believe I’ll do that forever?”
I nod.
“Right,” he says, tearing open the fly of his jeans and pulling out his massive cock. “Then spread your legs, and I’ll fuck another baby into you right now. Will that convince you I’ll stay? I don’t abandon my family like a fucking asshole. I work my ass off and make sure they’re taken care of. You know I’ll fucking be around for my kids, Jem. And eventually, you’ll understand I’m here for you, too. That I’llkeepbeing here for you. I loveallof you.”
I stare up at him, and spread my legs so wide there’s no mistaking what I want.
Gunnar rumbles. “Look at you, shining that pretty little cunt at me like a good fucking girl,” he says before sealing his mouth over mine in a needy, brutish kiss.
He pulls me with him as he stands, and his moan tastes delicious. Aggressive kisses assail my throat, and his rough palms bring my skin to life when he drags his hands downward to grab my ass. He lifts me from the floor, and I wrap my legs around his waist.
He starts to walk with me toward the stairs, but then turns back and lowers me down onto the couch again. Is it because the kids are sleeping up there and he doesn’t want us to wake them when he makes me moan?
I grind against his firm body, ready to get loud, and Gunnar grows more frantic, ripping off his shirt. “Tell me you want my big fucking cock, Little Miss,” he pants between kisses.
“I want it, Daddy,” I whisper, as his hot lips trail down my chest. I clutch at his thick hair, grateful he hasn’t cut it in a while, and slide against his abs, slicking them with my arousal.
“Tell me you want my seed. I can put it anywhere. Fuck you bare and watch you drip.”
I rock my hips into him with a grateful sigh. “Yes, Daddy.”
“I can breed you hard and stick around, to watch you grow,” he growls, grabbing my hair and twisting it in his fist until I hiss and meet his gaze. “Do you know how fucking crushed I was that I missed your first pregnancy?” he asks, the devastation clear on his face before his expression turns pleading. “Tell me I can stay, beautiful.”
I nod, gritting my teeth in a growl when it makes my scalp sting.
Gunnar grunts, and lowers his lips to my breast, to kiss softly and then draw my nipple deep into his mouth. He tugs at me sohard, I cry out and buck, and then he does something incredible with his tongue, like he’s snapping the tip of my nipple while he sucks at me. He drinks down my flow with an epic thirst, lighting up my entire body when the letdown hits me with its rush of endorphins.
He keeps sucking, swallowing my milk in greedy gulps. I swear under my breath and thrust my chest higher, needing more of the heady sensation. “Daddy.”
He responds beautifully, intensifying his naughty antics.
What the hell is it about this big, bearded man feeding at my breast that makes me feel so wanton? He’s working me into a damned frenzy, starting out all gentle in a tease, and then pulling half my fucking tit inside his mouth and sucking at me so hard I want to ride his cock and spray milk down his throat.
His mouth compresses around my breast with every swallow, delivering the most delicious pressure, and he gives a soft, satisfied little grunt or rumble with each mouthful of breastmilk he devours, before suckling again with gusto, begging for more.
It’s like he can’t get enough, and I may actually feel the same.
When he finally releases me, my nipple is fucking pulsating, and so is my clit.
“More, Daddy.Please.” I urge him onward, squeezing my thighs to his sides and rubbing against him, to ease the throbbing need between my legs.
Gunnar latches on to my other breast, his hot mouth quick to pull at me hard and hungry. Every so often, he eases back a little to flick at my nipple with his tongue, and it makes my head feel all floaty. It’s fun and completely fucking different from feeding a baby.
He slides his big hands under my ass and grips hard, urging me to grind more firmly. He strokes my gushing pussy and moans into my breast.
My core quivers, and I grab at his head, his ears, anything I get hold of, to bring him closer. Bring him inside.
He teases my asshole with his slippery fingers, and I give a needy whimper when the pressure increases. He pushes inside my tightest hole, stretching, and then slides his thick finger in and out while he sucks and pulls and tugs at my breast, to swallow me down.
“Daddy,” I beg, panting as he works his way deeper into my ass.
