Page 4 of Daddy’s Filthy Obsession

I groaned again, my cock throbbing. “Look at you. Taking your daddy’s cock like you were built for it.”

I started moving in deep, punishing strokes that made the bedframe knock softly against the wall. Her tank top rode up with every thrust, and I grew impatient and yanked it higher, sucking one nipple into my mouth hard enough to leave a mark. My hand found her throat and held, not choking, just resting heavy and sure.

She came again around me, cunt fluttering, and a low sound tore out of my chest as I kept fucking her through it.

“That’s it. Milk me. Show me how much this little cunt needs what only I can give it.”

I pulled out before I lost it, stroked myself twice over her stomach, and came in thick ropes across her soft skin. My cum painted her belly and the underside of her tits. I rubbed it in with two fingers, then pushed those same fingers into her mouth.

“Taste what you do to me.”

She hesitated for half a second, then sucked them clean while I watched, her eyes dark and a little dazed.

Fucking hell… I was still hard.

“Not nearly done with you, baby.” I flipped her onto her hands and knees and shoved her face into the pillow. I spread her ass cheeks with both hands and dragged my tongue over her tight little asshole, slow and deliberate. She jerked and let out a shocked, muffled sound into the sheets.

I licked her again, firmer this time, circling the rim before pushing the tip of my tongue inside just enough to make her thighs shake. I kept going until she was pushing back against my face, then pulled away, lined up my cock with her pussy hole, and drove back into her from behind. The new angle made her moan loud and broken into the sheets.

I gripped her hips hard enough to bruise and fucked her like the years of holding back had finally snapped.

“This is mine,” I growled like a feral fucking creature. “This cunt. This perfect ass… All of you. Say it.”

“Yours,” she gasped, voice muffled and shaky. “I’m yours, Daddy⁠—”

I wanted to bury myself to the hilt and come hard inside her, flooding her cunt with thick pulses of cum while I shook against her back, but I pulled out and covered her skin instead with my orgasm.

At the very end I pulled out and stroked the last few ropes of cum onto her tight little asshole, watching it drip and slide. I rubbed it in with my thumb, slow and filthy, pressing the mess into her rim until she was marked inside and out.

I leaned forward and caged her in, chest pressed to her back, arms on either side of her head, with cum leaking out of my cock.

The room was quiet except for our breathing. The shame was already crawling back in, thick and familiar, but it didn’t stand a chance against the deep, satisfied pulse of knowing she was full of me.

I pressed a kiss between her shoulder blades, rough and claiming, and said, “You’re not leaving this bed,” muttering against her skin. “Not tonight. Not until I’ve had you again.”

Mallory didn’t argue. She just pushed back against me, soft and open, and I felt my cock twitch once more.

There was no undoing this.

And I didn’t want to.

CHAPTER FOUR

By morning I had already taken her twice more.

Once slow and deep on her side while the early light crept across the bed, my hand between her legs rubbing her clit in tight circles until she came with my cock still twitching inside her.

I pulled out and finished on her inner thighs, then rubbed the mess into her skin with my palm.

The second time I sat on the edge of the bed and made her ride me, hands on her waist guiding her down onto every inch while I watched her face.

“Look at me while you take it,” I ordered. “I want to see what it does to you knowing your father’s cock is the one stretching this pretty little hole.”

She came hard enough that her nails left red lines down my chest. I lifted her off and moved her onto her belly before I followed, stroking myself between her spread cheeks, and painted her ass with thick, hot spunk.

Then I carried her to the shower and washed her myself, my hands moving between her legs under the pretense of cleaning. I turned her around so my chest was pressed to her back, and shoved two fingers back into her swollen cunt just to feel how used she already was.

Mallory came on my hand again after I rubbed her clit with my thumb in gentle, slow motions. She had her forehead against the tile and my mouth at her ear telling her how perfect she was in every single fucking way.