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My eyes close as she draws me deeper inside. The walls of her entrance bear down with new strength on my dripping cock. The clutch of the ultimate paradise. The only fucking thing that can absolve my sins. “Fuck me, baby girl. Show me how you fuck me.”

She rides me hard.

“You filthy little angel.”

Her dripping opening spreads to its limits, until I’m damn near nudging behind her fucking belly button. And then she holds me there, enveloped inside her slick heat.

She grips me tight, looking down and biting her lower lip.

I sweep hair from her cheek. “You’ve got no fucking clue what it does to me to see you like this. To watch you in your own bliss.”

She gives no answer but sways, pulsing my slick length in and out, pressing her open folds onto my body, learning to find her own pleasure.

It’s the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen.

Her body clutches and releases my cock, and the ripples inside her massage me like a million perfect fingers.I can’t hang on much fucking longer.

She moves faster, pressing her fingertips against my chest, looking deep into my eyes. And I feel the vortex open up. “That’s it, fuck me just like that, baby girl. Fuck Daddy just like that.”

I guide her hands up and down, pressing her harder and harder against me until her toes curl, until her hips spasm, until her body jerks on my length.

Crying out as another orgasm takes her, her pussy locksdown on me, and she comes hard and proud on her Daddy’s aching dick.

I watch her face, my own powerful explosion waiting only for her to finish. I press my fingers into her soft hips, grinding her and growling as I do, opening my mouth to kiss her. Lips and tongues. Melding. Clashing. Needing.

The hot walls of her body start gripping me again now. “Milk that cock, baby. Take that cum.”

“Come for me, Daddy,” she begs. “Please, Daddy.Please.”

“I’m gonna fuck my baby into you, Kitty Kat. Get ready.”

“I’m ready, Daddy. I’m ready.Please.”

Holyfuck.And just like that, I’m shooting my thick streams into her again. Imagining with every fucking pulse, my seed finding its way into her soft body.

Where it belongs.

Where it has always belonged.

Twenty-Four

Kat

Epilogue 2 Months Later

It’s déjà vu, almost. And yet not at all.

I’m standing on the same tarmac where I stood two months ago, welcoming him home again. Same spot. Same dress. It’s become a bit of a tradition, but today will be the last day.

The wind is warm, the July sun high in the sky, and today I’m keeping a different secret.

A good one. The best one. And I’m sure he won’t be mad at me for keeping it. At least not for long.

He steps off the cargo jet, just like that fateful day two months ago. But today, he looks relaxed. And happy. And nolonger in terrible pain.

My heart swells to bursting with joy and pride. Relief, oh my goodness. The relief.

His short trips away have been hard for us both but it was a compromise we could live with. I missed him like crazy on the weeklong trips away, three of them in total, and he missed me and showed me just how much as soon as we got inside the car. Once he knew I was safe at home setting up a security system to rival the Pentagon and two private guards to be on me 24/7 he accepted a short-term contract position instead of reenlisting. He had some things to settle, some training he wanted to do and debrief with his team. He wanted to do right by his SEAL brothers so a few weeks away to calm his conscience was the right thing to do.