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“You own it, Daddy. This is your pussy,” I purr and before I finish his tongue is all over my sopping cunt, working wonders on my oversensitive clit. Looking down as he eats me out, I love how his rough, unruly beard feels as it’s rubbing against my most private parts.
“I can’t get enough of this sweet little cunt,” he growls and my moans break the silence as his fingers join his tongue and I come all over his mouth again and again until I am nothing but a quivering mess.
“I would have thought you'd have learned your lesson about now,” he whispers, looking up to meet my eyes. “I'm never going to get tired of this tight little pussy. I’m going to put a baby inside you, little girl. Make that flat belly of yours swell with my child.”
Then he continues feasting on my soaked pussy like a man obsessed and I am all but gushing all around his face. He licks and sucks and tongue-fucks me, slurping all of my moisture like it's manna from heaven.
“Holy fuck, Jacob! I'm coming so hard!”
“You're going to come now and then again later when I am balls deep inside you. Daddy's hard as a rock, sweetheart.”
“Fuck! Yes, Jacob!!! Oh my God!”
And then he pushes back inside me in a single fluid thrust, seeking his own release while I fall apart inside his arms, forgetting everything but the feel of his mouth on me, his hands on my heated skin, his smell, and the sound of his voice whispering dirty, depraved things to me.
When we are both ourselves again, I turn to look into his eyes.
“Am I still grounded, Daddy?”
He pinches my arm, hard, a smile forming on his lips. “I think I’ve made my point,mon cher.Now, let this old man get some rest, alright?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I whisper, reaching down to kiss him as his eyes close and he drifts off to sleep.
Chapter 34
Jacob
It's a lot later that either of us leaves this haven, the sound of Bruce Springsteen’s ‘Born in the USA’ blasting out of the ancient radio in the kitchen, enough to wake me from my midday nap. Turning around, the sleeping form makes my heart constrict and I close the door softly and let her sleep for as long as she needs.
Back in the kitchen, Bastien’s back and he turns the volume down when he sees me. There’s a frown on his face as he busies himself making tuna sandwiches with the fresh supplies he’s brought in.
“So, how was that old witch back at the store? Still alive?” I ask. He stops slicing the eggs and focuses on me. “What? Why are you so silent, son? What's up?”
“Are you sure you're going to shack up with Gemma, dad? I mean, come on. You've had your fun with her and she's great and all but…she's way too young for you, let’s face it. What will you do when you're pushing fifty a few years from now? Sixty? You’ll be an old fool and she'll be at her prime.”
“What the hell got into you? All of a sudden you grew a conscience and want to save my precious maiden from the big bad wolf? She's free to do as she pleases, you know, I didn't force her into anything.” My voice has lost its usual calm and I can't believe I'm hearing this from my own son. “I thought you'd be in my corner, after all this time.”
He picks up the thick slices of multigrain bread and starts spreading mayonnaise on them. “I am in your corner, dad. I'm just worried, that's all. She's too young and too beautiful. I don't know if you should trust her.”
That's it. That’s fucking enough!
“Look, son, the fact that a woman like her finds interest in a man like me is a miracle on its own. I'll take my chances and let things play out. I've wasted enough of my life worrying about what other people think.”
“I just want you to be happy, dad. That’s all I’m saying.”
I watch as he adds in the tuna, pickles, sliced black olives, and lettuce, pushing the plate my way when he’s finished.
I take my first bite of the scrumptious sandwich, pondering his last words.
“I am happy, Bastien. I really am.”
“Great.”
“Good. Now, can you please let me finish this? I think this may just be the best damn sandwich I’ve ever had.”
He cracks a smile, looks up to meet my eyes. “The company called. They want me back asap, I’ll be leaving in a few minutes.”
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