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“You can see perfectly well from right here, princess.”
His intentions become clear a moment later when he unhooks the straps of my overalls, pushing them off my shoulders. Embarrassed heat rushes to my face as the carriage lurches forward at the same time he pulls my shirt up, exposing my bare breasts to everyone around us.
Somehow, this feels even more decadent than being fucked on his dining room table in front of our family, but Daddy doesn’t seem to care. And when his mouth latches onto my nipple, his teeth grazing the already hardened nub, I find I don’t really care, either. All that matters is him, and the pleasure he gives me.
“My pretty little princess,” he murmurs before switching to my other breast. “Do you know what it did to me, watching you nurse? I may have to buy you a cow to keep at home, just so I can watch you drink straight from the source every day.”
The thought of having my very own cow sends a bolt of heat straight to my clit and I grind against him, desperate for relief. “Can we buy Lexi?”
“I’ll have to talk to Bridgette about that. I’m sure we can work something out.”
I forget all about watching the scenery as he strips me naked in the carriage and frees his own thick, hard length from his jeans. “You’re going to ride Daddy’s cock now, baby. But you’ll have to keep time with the horses so we don’t mess up their rhythm.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I say with a sigh as I sink down on the length of him. It takes me a few tries to get the rhythm down, but when I do, I give myself over to him. To our mutual pleasure as I ride.
“That’s my good little princess,” he praises in that deep growl I love so much. Snaking a hand between us, he rubs his thumb over my clit, and I whimper as pleasure floods my system. “Look how pretty you are, naked out here in the open, where anybody could see. Riding your Daddy’s cock like the naughty little baby you are.”
His words should humiliate me, but they only spur me on, driving my pleasure higher as I ride his cock for all I’m worth.
“Eyes on me, Juliet.”
I didn’t even realize I’d closed them until now, and I force my lids back open to meet his gaze. “Daddy,” I gasp out as he presses even harder against my clit.
“That’s right, princess. I’m your Daddy. And you’re my naughty, filthy little baby. Isn’t that so, Juju?”
“Y-yes, Daddy.”
Another wave of pleasure as he works my clit harder, faster, driving me up, up toward that shimmering peak. “Say it, baby. Say you’re Daddy’s naughty baby.”
I don’t want to. But instinct tells me the consequences for disobeying would be more than I’m prepared to pay at themoment, so I swallow my humiliation down and force the words out. “I-I’m your naughty baby.”
“That’s my good girl. Do you want Daddy to let you come now?”
“Yes, Daddy, please!”
“Then come for Daddy, princess. Squeeze Daddy’s cock with that filthy little cunt.”
Shattered. Every bit of me, body and soul, fractures as the pleasure slams into me. I’m vaguely aware that I’m screaming as I continue fucking him, riding and squeezing his cock as wave after wave crashes over me.
Until, at last, he pins me in place, his fingers gripping my hips as he fills me with his cum.
For a long while, we simply sit there, fighting for air, wrapped up in each other as the scenery passes us by. When our breaths finally return to normal, he slides a hand behind my head, pulling me to him for a long, slow kiss.
“You have no idea what you do to me, my sweet little princess,” he murmurs, and my heart leaps in my chest.
And for the first time since I boarded that plane, I dare to believe, really believe, my brother might actually feel something for me.
What the hell am I supposed to do about that?
Chapter Twenty-One
Jasper
My sweet little Juju sleeps the whole way home, obviously worn out from our trip to the farm. I can’t seem to stop staring at her, watching the way her eyelids flutter a bit when we hit a particularly rough spot, the way she snuggles against me with a sigh. Everything about her enraptures me, and I still can’t quite believe she’s here.
I find it even harder to believe how well she’s settling into her role as my Little girl. True, she fights me at seemingly every step of the way, but today has shown me just how well she’s adjusting to our new dynamic.
We’ll have to tell our parents soon. They already know she’s here with me since I called them as soon as I got her settled in that first night, though they don’t know where “here” is or that I’m her Daddy, but soon we’ll have to come clean about the romantic turn our relationship has taken.