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“Yes, Daddy,” she moans.
I squeeze her throat tighter, my movements slow and deliberate. Lanie looks deeply into my eyes as my member slides along her slippery inner walls, and I can see the pure love and absolute trust she has for me. She leans forward and kisses me again, grinding herself against my rigid staff, taking me even deeper inside of her. Lanie’s hand squeezes mine.
“Harder,” she moans.
She gasps and her face turns red as I squeeze her throat even tighter as we writhe together. I push her back and Lanie braces herself on her arms.
“Yes, Daddy,” she gasps.
I thrust myself deep into her tight little hole, the pressure building deep within me. She grabs hold of my wrist with one hand, seeming to be encouraging me to choke her even harder as I pump into her. She slides her other hand down and starts to play with her clit as I watch, the desire and lust within me building to a fevered pitch.
“Come for me, Daddy,” she croaks.
Still gripping her throat, squeezing her even tighter, I bury myself in her sex, holding myself as deep as I can. A moment later, I feel my prick twitch and when I burst, the feeling is so intense, I feel almost weightless. Almost as if I’m falling from some great height. Lanie presses her head back against the mirror and bites the side of her hand to keep from crying out too loudly as her orgasm crashes down over her.
“Oh, God,” I moan as her pussy pulses, tightening and loosening around me.
As I empty myself into her, we cling together, doing our best to keep quiet as we’re enveloped in orgasmic ecstasy. And only when the very last drop of my seed has filled her does Lanie sit up, her cheeks flushed, her breathing ragged, but a very wide smile on her face. She wraps her arms around the back of my neck and gives me a soft kiss.
“That is the graduation present I wanted the most,” she says.
“I didn’t even put a bow on it.”
“Close enough,” she says flirtatiously. “But we should probably get back to our guests.”
“Do we have to? Can’t we just stay in here doing this until everybody leaves?”
“That’s tempting.”
I step back and reluctantly pull myself out of her. We take a couple of moments to straighten up and put ourselves back in order. As I watch her in the mirror, my heart fills with a lightness and joy I’ve never known before. Never knew I could know. And as unexpected as this has all been, it feels natural. Right. It feels perfect.
“What is it?” she asks.
I stand behind her and wrap my arms around her then plant a soft kiss on her cheek. I look at both of us in the mirror. Even though I have no idea what I ever did to get so fortunate as to have Lanie in my life, I’m grateful for it all the same.
“I was just thinking that you feel like home,” I tell her.
EPILOGUE
LANE
One Year Later
Shortly after my proposal, we got married and moved into our finished home—a large house with a massive backyard. Probably bigger than we need, truth be told, but the backyard was a big drawing point. Daisy has a place to romp and run around in. With that much space, we got Daisy a kid brother to help fill it, and aside from the beach, the backyard is their favorite place in the world.
The house itself is enormous, and I can almost picture our children filling the space with laughter. This place won’t seem as big when we have four kids and a couple more dogs. In the next ten years probably.
For now, we’re content with our first—Lily, our newborn baby with Lanie’s beautiful eyes. She already has me wrapped around her tiny fingers.
And Lanie…
I fall in love with her more every day. Sometimes, I still catch myself staring at her and wondering how I got this lucky.
A few years ago, if someone told me I’d someday have my own family, I would have laughed in their faces. But now, I can’t imagine any other path where Lanie and my daughter aren’t with me.
“What?” Lanie says, looking up at me from her book.
As if she’s not perfect enough, here she is on her way to becoming a child psychiatrist—all the while being a full-time mom and wife. How she manages to do everything is beyond me. Like I said, she’s perfect.
