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Unfortunately, Valerie’s attitude towards me changed so fast that five years after our wedding, I still haven’t sold the land that could transform my home. And Valerie has never forgiven me for not having the money she thought I had. How many times have I stopped her from selling off some of the family antiques?

‘Yeah, all the money is tied to the house,’ I growl. ‘And you’ll never get your hands on it.’ I often wonder how many times she’s managed to bring stuff out of the house without me noticing.

A fist skims my chin. ‘You’re a selfish, arrogant bastard!’ she screams. I rear my head back to avoid the sharp nails aiming for my eyes.

Swearing under my breath, I grab Valerie’s arm and manoeuvre her into the bedroom. She catches hold of one of the tall bedposts when I forcefully guide her to the bed. I fear her nails will score the two-hundred-year-old wood when I rip her hands free and push her onto the mattress. She collapses like a sack of potatoes, her body giving up the fight, but her mouth is still working. I remove her shoes while she continues to shout profanities at me. I respond in kind whenever I get a word in.

‘What the hell are you doing taking my clothes off?’

‘I’m trying to get you in bed, since you’re too drunk to do it yourself.’

‘You’re trying to fuck me while I’m unconscious, aren’t you, you sick pervert?’

I huff. ‘I don’t do sloppy seconds – I’m sure your filthy pussy has already seen plenty of action tonight.’

‘You bastard! Help!’ she cries. ‘Help! He’s raping me!’

‘Shut the fuck up, or I’ll gag you with your cum-smeared panties,’ I snarl.

How the hell did my life ever end up like this?

5

Chapter 5

I lie awake long after Valerie has passed out; the stench of alcohol and her snoring fill the room. I hate her. I really do hate her. How can my emotions go from infatuation to such insane revulsion?

You’re trying to fuck me while I’m unconscious.

Heat runs down my spine, pooling in my balls. My pulse is picking up as my imagination is starting to plot.

I know what will make me feel better.

I jump out of bed, not worried about making noise. My wife is so drunk, I could fuck Cara in our bed and she wouldn’t wake up. Perhaps one day, I’ll do just that. But not tonight. I’ve got another fantasy I want to live out.

Cara doesn’t stir when I open the door to her room. In the dim light from the hallway, I find her fast asleep in the middle of her queen bed. Her features are soft and her chest rises gently with every breath.

The mattress dips to my weight. My cock is swelling in my boxers as I crawl under her blankets.

Her eyes shoot open. ‘What the f…’

I place the palm of my hand over her mouth. ‘Ssssh… Just go back to sleep.’ Only half awake and confused, her hands push against my naked chest. ‘Daddy needs you,’ I whisper. Instantly, her movements still.

I almost laugh. Cara is so caught up this daddy-taboo fantasy that even in her groggy mind, she’s playing right into my hand. I continue quietly, ‘Daddy woke up and needed his girl. So, he snuck into her bed while she’s asleep. Her eyes are closed, and she doesn’t know what Daddy does to her while she’s sleeping.’

I hold my breath. Blood keeps pumping to my cock, filling it up as I watch how my words take hold. Carefully, I remove my hand from her mouth. Cara licks her lips. Her chest expands as she takes a deep breath. Then her eyelashes flutter, and she closes her eyes. Her tense body relaxes, melting into the mattress as if she really was sleeping. My chest rumbles.

Slowly, I crawl further under the blanket, my movements gentle, as if I was afraid of waking her. The sweet scent of her shampoo surrounds me as I whisper in her ear, ‘Daddy will do filthy things to his girl while she’s sleeping.’

Cara’s breath hitches, but that’s the only sign that she’s awake.

I move my callused hand up her soft, creamy thigh, gently pushing her short nightgown up. Once I have the gown around her waist, I run my fingers over her panties. She groans quietly.

‘Sssh, you need to be quiet, you don’t want to wake Mummy, do you?’

I feel her tummy contract, and her mouth drops open.Dirty girl, she gets off on going behind her mother’s back. I grin, my scalp tingling in dirty anticipation.

‘Daddy is going to slip his fingers into his sleeping girl’s panties.’

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