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His lips were warm and wet, and I couldn't seem to get enough. It was as if something was possessing me, driving me to crave more as I pressed myself against him. He moaned when my leg came in contact with his inner thigh, and I felt his thick, heavy cock poke me through the fabric of his jeans. It was erect and crying out for me, and my own body was aching for him. He pawed at my breasts, kneading them gently in his hands before releasing me, his gaze lustful as he stared at me completely breathless.

"Strip now," he ordered as he stared at me. "I want to see all of you." I nodded and got up off the couch, briefly glancing at the window to confirm the curtains were closed as I undid the straps of my overalls and peeled my T-shirt over my head to reveal my bare chest.

He groaned when he saw my braless body, and I couldn't help but smile as I slowly stepped out of the fabric of my overalls, revealing the diaper I had changed into when I got home from work. By the time I was fully undressed, he had taken off his shirt and stood beside me, his well toned body looking slick and muscular as he took me into his arms. He panted as he nibbled on my ear while his hands grazed every inch of my body, warming me up with his hot hands. I moaned when he brushed against my under region, a wetness starting to spurt between my legs. Feeling the juices that flowed from my body, he smiled and nodded.

"Someone's getting wet," he breathed into my ear as he turned me around to face him. "Who's Daddy's little girl?" I struggled to catch my breath as I felt his cock poke into my belly.

"I am," I replied breathlessly, and he nodded.

"Damn right you are," he retorted, his voice both lustfully and a little forceful. "Get down on your hands and knees. I want it already." Nodding, I dropped down on all fours, listening to the sound of his belt unbuckling before seeing his pants drop to the ground. It wasn't long before I felt him behind me, the head of his cock rubbing on the outside of my sex as he prepared to enter me. "Lean forward. I want you face down, ass up so I can take you already." Doing as he said, I felt the butterflies erupt in my stomach as excitement grew in me. It was a new side to him I had never seen before.

With a quick thrust, he entered my body, and I cried out as I felt him occupy me. His cock felt impossibly large, and I swore my body was going to rip because of his side, but, to my amazement, my body stretched and accepted him in with absolutely no problem. He reached deep within me, paused so that he could adjust his stance, the sent to work, his movements both powerful and unyielding as he took me on the living room floor. I moaned loudly as I felt him move in and out with unexpected force, enjoying every second of his hard body against me. Not wanting to disturb the neighbors, I covered my mouth and let him have me, nothing but the raw sound of sex and my muffled moans echoing through the apartment. He groaned loudly as he worked, and his grunts became primal as he picked up speed and momentum, his movements becoming rougher and harder. I didn't mind, though. The tension in my belly was growing, and I thought I would explode.

The tension in my belly finally exploded, and I cried out once more as my body tightened around him, seeming to try to suck him in deeper in the process as a wave of pleasure washed over me. At that exact moment, he grunted loudly and thrust into me one final time before collapsing onto me, breathless as his cock spilled his hot seed into my throbbing body. We laid there together, sweaty and breathless as we caught our breath, and I felt him pull out before turning me over to face him.

"You are mine," he breathed, his voice maintaining some authority as he spoke. "No one will ever have you but me. You're mine forever." I smiled as I curled against his naked body, enjoying his warmth.

"Yes, Daddy," I agreed, and he wrapped his arms around me, holding me close to him as we both laid there on the floor, naked as the day we were born.

CHAPTER TEN

Adam

"Sorry I'm late," I apologized as I burst into Chase's office at the main house. Chase raised an eyebrow at me as he took in my disheveled appearance.

"Didn't you wear those clothes yesterday?" he asked suspiciously, and I cursed as I looked down at myself, wondering how I was going to explain this one to him. However, rather than asking any further questions, he shook his head. "Nevermind… I don't want to know." Motioning towards the chair across from him, he continued. "Just sit down. We have a lot to discuss." I nodded and sat down.

"So, what's up?" I asked, and Chase folded his hands in front of his chest.

"I want to know how you've been doing," he informed me. "As far as returning to work at the shop, that is. I'm sure it hasn't been easy with your hand being off thanks to the cast and all, but I wanted to make sure." I smiled and nodded, appreciative of his concern.

"Things have been working out pretty well," I informed him. "Sarah has been a lot of help, and I've been healing nicely." Chase looked thrilled as he spoke.

"I'm glad," he admitted. "However, I must say that I was surprised that she decided to stay after all. You wouldn't have anything to do with that, would you?" I shook my head.

"Not that I'm aware of," I admitted to him. "I told her she could go anywhere she wanted and work any job. In all honesty, I was just as surprised as you were when she told me she was going to stay in the shop." Chase got up and made his way over to the coffee pot he kept in his office.

"Who knows with women these days?" he asked, sounding confused. "This is why I stay single. That way, I don't have to worry about women and their strange ways." Pouring coffee into two mugs, he offered me one, and I accepted it.

"You never know until you try," I told him. "Not every woman is difficult. I'm sure you'll find the perfect one someday." Chase sighed as he sat down at the desk.

"I hope so," he admitted. "No disrespect intended, but Joyce is driving me absolutely crazy. She has been really snobby lately, and everyone is getting tired of her self entitlement. I'm thinking I'm going to make her leave. The last thing anyone wants is someone acting the way she has been." I shrugged.

"Does everyone treat her well?” I asked, and Chase thought for a moment.

“They treat her with about as much respect as they do anyone else,” he informed me. “However, despite the way everyone treats her, she’s just demanding more and more special treatment. The way she’s acting, you’d think she was some big celebrity around here.” I thought for a moment before realizing just how true his statement was.

“Well, she’ll get hers one day,” I told him. “Someone will waltz into her life and put her back in place. Hopefully, by that time, she ends up humbled and stops being so spoiled.” He shrugged.

“I hope so,” he agreed. “There’s no one would want a woman like that.” I was about to respond when there was a knock on the door. Frowning, Chase looked up at the door. “Come in!” The door opened, revealing Russel.

“Is this a bad time?” he asked Chase when his gaze landed on me. Chase shook his head and smiled.

“Not at all,” he told him. “What’s the news?” Russel cleared his throat and turned his attention back towards Chase.

“The police have given up on Hank’s case,” he informed us. “They closed the case and have moved on to other matters. While I would assume it’s safe to continue with business as per usual, I recommend keeping a low profile for a while. We don’t want them to have any reason to reexamine the case.” A cold chill ran down my spine as I realized what they were talking about covering up Hank’s murder thanks to what he tried to do to Sarah.

“Thanks, Russel,” Chase remarked, his voice as cold as steel, making me wonder if he was even capable of love. “I’ll keep that in mind. Anything else?” Russel shook his head, and Chase waved his hand. “You can go then.” As soon as Russel left, Chase turned his attention back towards me. “Either way, I have three new repairs I need you to complete before the end of the day. They’re all pretty small, so it shouldn’t take too long. Are you up for it?” I nodded as I turned my thought towards more happier matters like work.

“I can definitely see what I can do,” I agreed. “Whether or not I complete it before the end of the day depends on the work.” He shrugged as he continued.

“I better let you get to it then,” he agreed. “Also, try not to hurt yourself again. “I don’t know what I would do if you broke another bone.” We both laughed, and I started towards the shop, hoping to get as much work done as soon as possible so I could go back to Sarah.