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He walks over to me and rubs my bottom lip, “Isn’t that right, baby girl? Do you love sucking Daddy’s dick? Are you thinking about it now…hitting the back of your throat, do you love tasting my cum on your tongue?”
“Yes,” I say in a whisper, he makes me breathless with just his words.
“Such a good girl,” he kisses my forehead, “Let’s go tell your mom.”
He takes my bag from me as we walk downstairs.
“Dad,” I say with a shaky voice.
“I’m going back to have the surgery.”
My mom cries out in relief.
My dad walks up to Liam, and my heart pounds.
He extends his hand to him and says, “Thank you, I owe you. Should you ever need a favor remember, I am in your debt.”
Thirty-Four
LIAM
I holdher hand or leg the entire drive home from New York. I’m so happy to have my girl back where she belongs, with me.
“I need to go to the hospital first, to see Ivy.”
I groan, “You’re killing me. I need to be buried in that beautiful pussy of yours.”
She takes my hand and puts it between her legs outside her panties.
“Fuck, you’re so wet, baby girl.”
A moan slips out of her sweet lips, “I do have to ask you something before I can let you have this pussy.”
I glance at her before turning my eyes back to the road.
“Did you fuck that nurse I saw you with?”
I move my hand back to her leg, “Is that what you think?”
She crosses her arms around her chest, “Yeah it is.”
I chuckle, “You clearly have no idea how strong your hold is on me.”
“The fact that you aren’t even answering my question tells me that you did fuck her.”
Alright, now I’m getting annoyed with her accusations.
“Mercy. Let me make this abundantly clear for you. I did not fuck that nurse or anyone else. The last cunt I was in, was yours. And before you ask, no I did not do anything else with any other woman either.”
“I’m sorry, I’m on edge. I shouldn’t take it out on you.”
I lock my fingers with hers, “It’s okay, baby.”
We drive to the hospital first so that she can see Ivy. When we walk into Ivy’s room, I stand back and watch, taking in the bond that these two people share. Life that Ivy hasn’t had in her since Mercy has been gone, comes rushing back to her. Happy is not a strong enough word to describe how she looks, when Mercy rushes over to her. She doesn’t even greet me as she normally would. They’re in a little bubble, just the two of them. I count myself a lucky man, to see this.
“Ivy, I need to talk to you,” Mercy says as she sits in the chair beside her bed.
She continues, “It’s time for another grown up conversation, it might be upsetting but I’ll answer every question you have.”
