Page 59 of Mercy
She moans before asking, “Why are you going to be late? Do you have a date?”
I chuckle, “Never baby. There’s no point when I have everything, I’ve ever wanted waiting at home for me. I’m meeting Nash for a drink. I haven’t seen him in a while.”
“Okay.”
Placing my hands on her shoulders, I turn her around and slam my lips to hers. I try to pull back so I can leave, but she bites my bottom lip sending me into a frenzy. I kiss her hard, giving her exactly what she needs. This time she is the one to pull away, dropping to her knees, she gazes up at me with a pleading stare. Fuck I need to go, but I can’t tell her no. It looks like my rounds will be a little late this morning.
“Ten minutes, that’s all I’ve got, baby girl.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
I undo my belt and pants, dropping them to the floor, pull my underwear down to my knees and watching her lick her lips has my cock jumping with joy.
She takes me into her hand stroking me with a touch I’ve never known before her. Running her tongue from base to tip, “I love your dick, Daddy.”
She circles her tongue around the head and my God she feels so good. Then she takes my cock into her mouth inch by inch as she moans down my length. I love watching my dick disappear into her mouth.
I grab her hair and move her up and down, slamming myself into her throat. Tears well in her eyes but I know she loves this, so I don’t stop.
“Fuck yes, baby. You suck my cock so good, baby girl.”
Her mouth is like heaven, and I never want this to end. I can’t hold back much longer, “Are you going to drink Daddy’s cum?”
She hums her agreement, and it pushes me over the edge.
“Fuck yes, such a good girl. My good girl,” I slam into her throat one last time as I shoot my seed into her beautiful mouth.
I pull out of her mouth and pull my pants up as I watch her swallow me down, she leans back on her feet, a pleased smile on her face.
“You are perfect, baby girl. So, fucking perfect. I hate to come and run but I have to get to work.”
She stands up and wraps her arms around me. I kiss her head, “I’ll see you at the hospital later.”
Placing her hand on my chest over my heart, she stares up at my face, her eyes meet mine, and there’s so much emotion in her gaze. Unshed tears fill her eyes, “Liam, I love you, so much.”
My heart pounds for her, “I love you more.”
Her lips tug into a sexy smile, “Go to work, I’m tired of looking at your handsome face. It’s stupid that anyone should be this gorgeous.”
I chuckle, “Be a good girl. No orgasms without Daddy. You know the rules.”
Walking out the door with this gorgeous woman in my house is a challenge, it always is but I do anyway. I have patients that need me. I take one last look at her and then walk through the doorway to my car.
As I drive to work my mind is on seeing my son tonight. I’m not looking forward to it, something has been off with him as of late. While I haven’t seen him, we've spoken on the phone a few times. His behavior has seemed bizarre and when he’s brought up Mercy, I don’t like how he talks about her. He has always spoken highly of her but now he’s bitter about her shooting him down. I know he’d never hurt her, but I don’t like hearing anyone talk about my girl like that. Of course, I can’t say much because he doesn’t know about us. Eventually, I’ll need to tell him because this isn’t just a fling, not anymore anyway. But not tonight because I need to find out what the hell is going on with him and how he plans to deal with all this anger that he’s got bottled up. Tonight, is about making sure my son is okay, not causing him to go off the rails even further.
I pull into my parking spot as I try to mentally prepare for the day. I’ve got many kids going through chemo, so I have a busy day ahead of me as I walk through the door my cell phone chimes.
Mercy: I miss you, Daddy.
Me: I miss you too, baby girl. What are you doing? Are you being a good girl?
Mercy: I’m just thinking.
Me: About?
Mercy: You tying me to your bed, standing over me, stroking your delicious cock while you stare at my naked body.
Me: Baby girl, I can’t read these types of messages before going into kids hospital rooms.
