Page 10 of Daddy in Disguise

My balls tighten and any minute, I’m going to explode into her mouth. “Where do you want my cum, little bird? Down your throat, across your gorgeous tits, or filling your pussy?”

As soon as I release my grip on her head, she sits back, my cock still firm in her hand. “I want you to mark me, Daddy,” she says with a husky voice.

“Fuck,” I groan as she strokes my length firmly in her hand, her speed quickening until I can’t hold back any longer and give into the impending orgasm. I watch my milky cum explode all over her, enthralled by the way it covers her chest and trickles down her tits.

My breaths are heavy pants and my heart pounds in my chest.

“Carter,” she says softly.

“You know what to call me, little bird. Now climb on top of me so I can fuck you,” I rasp out.

She’s quick, scrambling into my lap and I waste no time thrusting into her pussy. There’s no need to prepare her because she’s soaked, her juices coating my thighs as we rock together. I won’t be able to last very long this time, so my focus is on her and her pleasure.

Her arms wrap around my neck, holding tight as she grinds herself hard on my dick. I encourage her with the filthiest of words and snake my hand between our bodies.

“That’s it,” I purr, as my fingers brush against her clit, teasing it with strokes and flicks. “Fuck me, little bird. Show Daddy what a little slut you are.”

There’s a high-pitched whine coming from her throat as I lift my hips and pump into her pussy hard and fast.

“I’m so close,” she pants, her eyes screwed shut. “Please, Daddy. Please make me cum.”

My fingers work faster against her clit and soon she’s screaming, begging for mercy from the torture of her pent-up desire. Her pussy clenches my cock and her body tenses. She’s so close. Her cries quiet and her mouth hangs open until at last she explodes. Her entire body trembles and she screams through her release. I continue thrusting deep into her until my cock erupts with another orgasm and for the second time tonight, my cum fills her pussy.

She sags against me and trembles through the aftershocks of her orgasm. My hands slide along her sweat-soaked skin until she stops shaking.

“Jesus Christ,” she murmurs against my neck.

I chuckle softly. “How are you feeling, little bird?”

“Like I’ve been fucked within an inch of my life.”

My arms hold her tight against my body. “That good, huh?”

She sighs and nuzzles her face against me. “Can I ask you something?”

“Yes.”

“Do you really love me, Carter?”

I sigh. “More than you know.”

My hold on her is firm as I stand and carry her into the bathroom, depositing her gently onto the marble counter of the vanity. “Stay put,” I command her softly, kissing the tip of her nose before heading into the walk-in shower and turning on the water.

“I still can’t believe you never said anything,” she says with a sleepy voice.

“And if I had? Would you have even given me the time of day?”

Her half-closed eyes pop open. “Yes, Carter. If you told me how you felt, I would have listened because you see me for who I am. I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to realize. I’ve missed you, and without your constant presence, I’ve felt adrift. You’ve silently been my anchor since the moment I first met you.”

“I’m sorry,” I murmur, walking toward her. “I’ve been selfish and fixated on my feelings. I never considered the extent of our relationship when I decided to pull back.”

When our gazes meet, I notice the glassiness of her eyes. “You disappeared when I needed you,” she says with a sniffle. “Why did you just disappear?”

My hands slip around her, tugging her closer until her legs wrap around my waist and her arms slide around my neck. There is so much Sparrow isn’t telling me, so much I want to ask, but I don’t want to push her into sharing secrets, not when this seems like a hard limit for her.

“I was tired of wanting you and not having you. I needed to reconcile my feelings for you with the darkness inside of me.”

“You think the dominant side of you is dark?”