Page 53 of My Big Fat Daddy Issues

The shower stall is cavernous. More a room than just a shower, with clean, neutral tile and a hint of bleach mixed with something floral. One wall is lined with mirrors, and I take in the sight of Mina wrapped around my body as I step inside and close the door behind us.

“You’re a bad girl. Humping Daddy like that in front of all those people. Making me hard. You know you have to take care of me now, don’t you? You can’t be a little cock tease forever and not pay the piper.”

She’s halfway out of her skirt before I flick the faucet on, but I don’t wait for her to strip before I press her against the tiles. Her breath hitches as my hands slide up her sides beneath her shirt, fingertips grazing nipples already pebbled tight under the spray.

“Take my pants off. It’s time you learned about how babies are made. Your pussy gets all hot and wet because it needs something. It needs a man to be inside you, sliding in and out until he empties all his sticky cream in that tight cunt. But I’ll be the only man who ever gets to breed you, baby. My little girl was made just for me. Just for this. It’s a daddy’s right to fuck his daughter first. Most men won’t admit that, but we know better, don’t we?”

“Daddy,” she gasps, twisting in my arms to yank my belt free, fingers trembling but sure. I let her push me against the wall instead, hips bucking into her touch like a wild thing. She’s done with my belt in a flash, then raises her arms, and I strip her shirt, letting it fall to the stall floor as she unfastens my pants, dragging them down my hips, then they fall to my ankles on their own.

“I’m all achy again. I want another orgasm.” Her voice is barely there, drowned by the water roaring, the steam billowing around us.

“Whenever you want, baby,” I rasp, stripping her little shirt over her head, her hair falling over her shoulders. Her mouth crashes over my neck as I palm between her legs, sliding her thong aside so two fingers can push inside slick heat.

She trembles under my touch, eyes wide in the steam as I roll her thong down her hips and let it fall to the floor followed by her skirt.

“We’re going to fuck, baby. You know that right?” I groan, pulling back to meet her gaze. Those goddamn doe eyes are fringed in lashes too long for someone so stubborn. I kiss her forehead gently, my thumb brushing away a tear before she can flinch. “You okay, baby?”

“No, I’m scared,” she bites out, but her hips still press down on my fingers, desperate and trusting all at once. “I don’t want you to think this was a mistake when it’s over.”

“Never, baby. You’ve been my little girl for so long, and now you’re going to be mine in every way. It’s us, always. I love you, Mina.”

“Really?”

I work off my boots, kicking off my pants. We’re naked as I ease us into the warm water, a rosy flush covers her cheeks.

My cock stands up between us and she looks down like it’s her first time seeing me. That look of fear returns, a thousand-fold.

“That’s not going to fit.” She mumbles, her bottom lip starting to shake.

“I’m your Daddy. I know what will fit. It will just be the tip at first, okay baby? We will try that and see how you do.”

Her hesitant nod urges me forward as I push against her belly, then reach down and gather her ass in my hands, lifting her as I turn, the water at my back, her shoulders against the tile.

I nod as I guide myself to the entrance of her heat, fingertips digging into her fleshy hips, her tits grazing my chest as her breathing turns ragged.

I line up, easing her body down until I’m at her center, the brush of her wet heat making my eyes roll back. “You and me, baby. Forever. Daddy loves you.”

“I love you, too,” she whispers. “I always have.”

She glows with joy as I hold myself there, savoring this moment. She’s fucking radiant, stunning, flushed and innocent and trusting and I’m about to fuck all of that sweetness out of her.

“You know I’m going to go inside you bare, always. No condoms for us. Daddies take care of their little girls and always come inside them.”

“Yes, Daddy.” She blinks as understanding dawns. “What if I get pregnant.”

Hearing her say it, makes it more real and turns up the fire already stoked in my gut.

“Then the world will know who you belong to.”

I push in, slow enough to feel her tightness fighting back. But it knows when it’s beaten. My cock breaches her, making her gasp as her cunt swallows me like a velvet fist, wet heat clamping down until stars burst behind my eyelids.

“I can’t breathe,” she whispers, clawing at my shoulders to anchor herself. “That’s more than the tip.”

“Daddy needs you to relax,” I tell her as her eyebrows pinch together and her lip press together to tight they turn white. “Daddy’s cock needs to be inside his little girl’s pussy. It’s where it belongs. So just breathe, baby.”

Women in the past have struggled to take me, so intellectually I know my baby virgin daughter is going to be hurt but some things have to be done.

“You’re doing so good.” I praise, doing my best to go slow as her resistance bands around me. I want to pound into her, ignoring her pain but I strain to keep control as the monster inside me bellows for me to plunge down to the root in one thrust, to take what I rightfully knows belongs to me.