Page 11 of Obsessed Daddy
“Yeah, little girl. The second I sink into that virgin pussy, I own you,” I growl as I hold her close.
Apparently, she likes the idea of being owned, because half a second later, she’s twisting and moaning as her thighs squeeze together around her hand.
God, it’s beautiful.
Her eyes gloss over and her head digs back into the ground as her back lifts away, curling upward into me.
I wrap my arm around her, nuzzle my face into her neck, and lean into her ear as she comes. “Good girl, princess. Good fucking girl.”
She sighs loudly against my chest, and my cock throbs until I’m sure I’m leaking on her thigh, heat rushing through me. She’s gorgeous. So, fucking gorgeous.
“Did that feel good, little girl?” I brush a strand of hair away from her face as she catches her breath and nods slowly.
“Yes, Daddy.”
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Fire rages through me, and my dick grows as hard as it’s ever been. She called me Daddy. She wants this dynamic. She wants me to own her, punish her, ruin her for every other man.
I lean in and growl against the lobe of her ear as I thrust up against her. “Say it again, little girl.”
“Yes,” she pauses and holds her gaze with mine, “Daddy.”
My hand curls tighter around her wrist, and pleasure floods my nerves. She’s asking for it, and I’m going to give it to her. I’m going to fuck her little, virgin pussy, and I’m going to make her mine.
We’ll deal with the consequences later.
Chapter Five
Bella
Clint’s big, rough hand sinks between my thighs as headlights flicker through the tree line and into the driveway. It’s the middle of the night. Who the heck would be pulling into his place so late?
He leans into my neck and whispers low, “Get in the house. This isn’t over.”
Considering I signed my soul away to a man called‘Daddy’two minutes ago, I feel compelled to listen to his direction.
Why does it feel so good to want to follow his lead? What the hell is wrong with me? This man dated my sister. He was engaged to her. They bought this lake house together. They were going to start a business. Now, I’m calling her ex Daddy, and letting him boss me into having orgasms.
I need to get a grip immediately, and I need to get out of here before I do something that’ll wreck everyone’s lives.
“What the hell?” The car door slams, and a woman in a black nightgown steps forward. It’s June, and, of course, she looks remarkable. Even though it’s late, her hair is curled and flowing, and her nightgown looks fresh from the closet. It’s almost like she planned to come out here.
“What are you doing here?” I narrow my gaze and stare toward her, Clint still bent over me, my thighs still sticky from the orgasm he just brought me to.
“What am I doing here?” she laughs. “What are you two doing down there?”
“I caught her breaking into my house,” Clint groans as he pulls me up from the ground. “The alarm went off.”
“So, you pummel my little sister into the dirt?” June kicks off her slippers and runs toward me, her heavy breasts nearly falling from the skimpy little nightgown she’s wearing. “You’re such an animal.” She grips my arm and tugs me toward the car, the scent of arousal in the air. There’s no way she doesn’t smell that.
Oh God, what if she smells me? I’m so dripping wet that my thighs are sticky.
What have I done?
My heart hammers as Clint steps forward and grips my arm in his calloused hand. “Hold on. You’re not taking her anywhere.”
“I’m sorry?” June balks, tossing her hair back in the wind. “You don’t own her.”
