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Chapter Twenty-One

Vinny

H earing Gracie describe how that piece of shit would inject her while he dealt in shit he had no reason dealing in, infuriates me. The only saving grace in that conversation is that he didn’t continue to drug her while she was pregnant.

Still, the man will suffer for involving an innocent girl in his misdeeds.

Even if she wanted to move back in with her father, there’s no way that is happening now.

My angel is spread out on my bed on a towel, and I spend my time drying her. When I tap her thigh, she opens her legs, and I chuckle at the blush creeping over her face and down her chest.

Her puffy pink pussy lips are glistening with arousal, and I lick my lips, but instead of tasting her, I ignore the way my cock peeks out of the towel wrapped around my waist, desperate to get in on the action, and dab her little pussy with the towel to dry her.

Then I lift her leg into the air to expose her little asshole.

Fuck, that looks inviting. When I press the towel to her to wipe away the droplets of water, my solid cock leaks pre-cum over my abs, leaving me a sticky mess as I continue to dry her with tenderness.

She watches from the bed, and I unwrap the towel from around my waist. Her bright-blue eyes have darkened, and she licks her lips in a manner that tells me she has no clue she’s even doing it.

I curl my fist around my length and pump my cock a couple times, delighting in the stream of pre-cum dripping down my fist. Then I move around the bed and position myself so my head is resting on the pillow beside her.

Her eyes haven’t left mine, so beautifully submissive for me and awaiting my instruction.

I take a lock of her hair between my fingers, toying with the silkiness as I tell her what I want.

“I want you to climb on my face and rub your sweet little pussy over my beard, then you’re going to ride me until you come all over my lips, Little Pet.

I want to taste your pussy juice all over my face. I want to drink down your pleasure.”

Her breath hitches and her blush deepens, and when she chews into her bottom lip like she is contemplating her next move, I almost combust. Frankly, she doesn’t have a choice.

Instead of telling her this, I lift her by her hips, causing a little squeak to leave her.

I can’t help but think she’s so damn tiny and light compared to the other women I’ve fucked; another reason she needs my protection and I can’t let her go.

I position her lithe body so she’s straddling my head, then grip her asscheeks and tug her lower. “Rub your pussy on me,” I command, and her pupils flare as I rock her back and forth over the bristle of my whiskers.

“Oh, god, Daddy,” she pants, and her hands find the headboard to help stabilize her.

I shake my head. “Your tits, baby. Play with your tits. I want your milk to flow down and splash on my face while you fuck me.” My cock jumps in response to my filthy words. “Fucking drench me in your milk,” I bite out.

Her hands move to massage her tits. “Like this, Daddy?”

My eyes roll at the sight. Milk bubbles from her nipples and spills over the tips of her fingers. “Fuck yes,” I grind out.

She presses her pussy down on my mouth, and I suck at her folds, lick at her slit, and devour her pussy hole with each movement. “Mm, Daddy. Oh, god.”

My balls ache at the most beautiful sight—watching my girl chase her orgasm with little prompting, and she takes it upon herself to ride my face like a little slut. “Keep fucking my face, Little Pet. Keep taking what you need like a slutty little girl.”

“Daddy, I’m covering you in milk,” she pants, yet continues to ride me, grinding down on my mouth with each movement.

Milk rolls down her stomach and over my face as her breathing escalates. “Good. Good girl.”

My tongue laps at her, and my eyes roll at imagining taking her face freely like she’s taking mine.

I never let loose on a woman how I’d like to, too afraid to scare them away when I enjoy the tenderness as much as the abrasiveness, a contradiction if ever there was one.

Instead, I remain controlled, but with the sounds of pleasure emanating from my little pet, I’ve never come so close to delving into my darkness and using someone for my depravity.

I want to own every inch of her, in every way of my choosing, but the last thing I want to do is terrify my innocent little pet and have her look at me differently.

I don’t want her to see me as anything other than her everything, the man who protects and cares for her.

The man who is her daddy.

“Oh, god. Oh, god, Daddy. I-I’m…” She throws her head back, and her body coils tightly.

“That’s it, Little Pet,” I croon, stroking the globes of her toned ass. “Come all over your daddy.”