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"Arms up," I growl, grabbing the hem of her shirt.
"Jude."
"Arms up, princess."
She huffs and then reluctantly lifts her arms, allowing me to strip her shirt off her. I toss it to the floor and then reach for the clasp on her bra. It's gone in two seconds, stripped off her gorgeous body and tossed on the floor with her shirt. Her pants and panties go next, discarded in a heap where they fall.
When she stands naked in front of me, wearing nothing but my marks and an adorable scowl, I drop to my knees in front of her, worshipping at her feet where I belong. And goddamn, the view from here is phenomenal. Her skin glows in the lamplight, my marks dark blotches that stand in contrast to her perfection.
"Jude," she whispers. "What are you doing?"
"Preparing to beg the woman I love to marry me."
She gasps, the sweetest little sound of surprise.
"I am too old for you, princess," I say, staring up at her in complete adoration. "Compared to you, I'm a fucking dinosaur. You got that part right. But the rest of what you said? You couldn't be more wrong. I tried to stay away from you for eight months because I was afraidyouwould be horrified by the things I wanted from you. I didn't give you enough credit, but you were made for me in every fucking way imaginable." I run my lips up her legs, kissing all over her trembling thighs. "You were made to be daddy's little princess."
"Daddy," she moans.
"The only bad thing about what we do," I growl, gently easing her legs apart with my hands on her thighs. She steps out, widening her stance for me. "Is when we stop." I lean forward, spearing my tongue through her folds. "When I have to stop licking this little princess cunt." I run my tongue in circles around her clit, making her cry out for daddy. "Or this tasty little asshole." I rub my finger over her back entrance. "Or when daddy has to take his dick out of you." I press my thumb to her opening, pushing it inside her.
"Daddy," she sobs, clinging to my shoulders as her knees tremble and shake.
"Nothing daddy does to you is bad, princess," I growl against her pussy. "Nothing I feel for you is bad." I lap at her clit, fingering her tight little hole at the same time. "I'm a goddamnkingbetween these legs." I eat her for several moments, driving her higher, higher, higher. "You're the reason my heart beats, baby doll. Since the moment I met you, I've loved you wildly, obsessively. I don't give a fuck if I'm too old for you. You're mine. This little princess cunt belongs to daddy."
"Yes!" she cries. "Oh, yes, daddy."
"You belong to daddy," I growl.
She cries out, coming apart around my fingers. I work her through it, coaxing every last drop from her body, teasing her little clit until she's whimpering, her legs threatening to buckle. And then I scoop her up into my arms, dragging her down into my lap.
She drapes across me like a sweet little blanket, all sweaty and panting for breath.
"I didn't tell your uncle that I'm marrying you because I feel obligated," I murmur into her hair. "I didn't say it in the heat of the moment either. Ineedyou to marry me, princess. Until you're tied to me in every way humanly possible, daddy won't rest." I run my nose across her crown, breathing her in. "I need to belong to you, Devin. Marry me, baby doll. Please, let me be your daddy for the rest of your life."
"You already belong to me," she whispers.
"Fuck," I growl, my dick jerking against my zipper. Hearing her stake her claim on me is sexy as hell. I fucking love it. "Lift up."
She obediently lifts her hips, allowing me to reach between us to undo my pants, I pull my cock out, hissing in relief. I'm so fucking hard it hurts. She moans when I line up at her entrance.
"Ride me, princess," I murmur. "Fuck yourself with daddy's cock like a good girl."
She immediately sinks down on me, taking me all the way to the hilt. We moan together, writhing in ecstasy in the middle of the floor. Fucking hell, I can't get enough of her. A lifetime together isn't going to be long enough. I want—need—more than that. An eternity, and whatever comes after that. I'll stitch us into one soul, make her a part of me permanently.
"Marry me," I groan, notching my hands at her waist to help lift her up and down my cock. "Marry me, princess."
"Tell me again," she demands.
I don't have to ask to know what she wants to hear. Iknowher. God, I know this girl like I know the back of my hand. She exists on pure love. It runs through her veins instead of blood. It's what feeds her, fuels her, sustains her. And mine is her favorite flavor.
"I love you."
She cries out in ecstasy.
"I love you." I lift her higher, drop her harder. Until I feel likeI'mflying. "I love you."
"Yes, daddy," she sobs, breaking for me. "Yes, yes, yes."
