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“Reach down and put daddy in your little hole,” he orders, and I reach down, barely touching his cock before jerking my hand away.

“No! No, I can’t. I won’t,” I cry, the sound cut off when he squeezes my neck again.

“Fucking little bitch,” he says against my ear, and he turns me until I’m on my back, and comes down between my thighs, pushing into me with a single thrust. “You think you’re too good for this cock, don’t you? Think you’re going to get a better offer. This is my pussy now and only daddy gets near it. You hear me, little girl? Only! Daddy!” he shouts as he fucks me hard, and when his fingers come down to my clit and rubs hard, I come with a scream, my back arching up off the ground, and daddy comes with me, his big body pressing against my front as we drag in air, my body quaking with the lingering little flashes of bliss.

He sits up, bringing me with him, and I wrap my arms around his neck, sinking into his kiss with a smile until he pulls back, his hand holding my head in the gentlest way. “Happy anniversary, daddy.”

“Happy anniversary, baby girl. God damn, little girl, you give me a little miniature of you and then this in the same year…how’s daddy supposed to compete?” he teases, making me laugh as his hands slide down my body, brushing away the dirt and gravel clinging to my skin. His eyes roam over the outfit again and they start to glitter, and I give him a quick kiss before pointing at the car.

“Jacket and leggings, front seat.”

“Know me so well, don’t you baby girl?” he states as he stands up, pulling me up with him as he heads for the car. His eyes take in the tire and his brow lifts a hint. “Did you deflate it?”

“I wanted to make it authentic daddy. Eleven years loving you—twelve years knowing you…I knew there was a slight possibility that you would have one of the others come along to change the tire while you took me home, like that first night. Hoped you wouldn’t but I wanted to be prepared in case. I could have popped back into the leggings and jacket if I’d seen someone else with you.”

“Good girl. Where exactly did you get this little thing though?” he asks as he holds up the leggings for me to slip into. “I thought I was going to lose my fucking mind when you twirled around, showing off that sexy ass of yours, but then you bent over, showing me that dripping pussy and I knew you needed it hard and rough and without mercy.”

“I did, but I didn’t realize it until I saw you. I was going to just play the innocent and shy waitress, thank you for stopping, give you a hug where I’d feel your hard cock against my belly, your hands would have found my bare ass, and I’d have begged you to kiss me the way you did that first night. We could have had it end with you fucking me instead of taking me home, washing me up, andthenfucking me,” I tease, as he snaps the top back together, before grabbing the jacket. “But when you were here…”

“You needed daddy to own you, remind you that you’re his and he takes what he wants,” he replies, and I grin, as he gives me a long, hard kiss. “Come on, I need to clean you up, so I can dirty you up all over again. But first, daddy needs to make sure you didn’t cut yourself on the gravel, check your chest and knees for scrapes,” he adds, and shit…that’s my daddy. Such a total teddy bear but also an absolute beast with his girl, and it’s the best thing ever. Especially with our babies at home to cuddle with tomorrow when I’m completely exhausted from being daddy’s good little girl.

Nothing on earth could possibly be better than this life. Having my biker daddy love me so good, giving me a family like I never expected. Nothing beats it. Nothing.