Page 69 of Protected By Her Daddy

I quickly shed my clothes, my eyes pinned to her the entire time. She’s even sexier since she gave birth to our daughter. I know she’s self-conscious about her stretch marks and the extra pounds, but to me, they represent the miracle of her body as she grew our daughter.

Her legs drop open, offering me a breathtaking view of her plump pussy.

Wren bites her lip. The way her small white teeth dig into that full pink flesh is always so fucking arousing. “I’m waiting, Daddy,” she says huskily. Her hand snakes between her legs, her fingers playing over her slick folds. “I’m so empty.” She glances at my cock with a longing that has it straining toward her.

Prowling to the bed, I lie on my back, hauling her over me. “And I’m hungry, baby girl.”

She leans down so her breasts hang over my face. She shivers as I flick my tongue over one of her nipples, teasing her for a second before I latch on and suck hard.

“Oh, God.” She utters a small gasp. “Feels so good when you drink from me, Daddy.”

I groan around her breast as her milk fills my mouth like liquid ambrosia. A drop beads on her other nipple before splashing onto my face and making my cock jerk.

I move to her other breast, giving it the same attention, sucking and tugging, lapping at the milk leaking from her until she squirms away from my mouth, her nipples over-sensitized.

Wrapping my hand around her nape, I tug her head down and take her mouth in a hungry kiss, stroking her tongue with mine, sharing the taste of her milk with her.

She pulls back, cheeks flushed, lips damp and swollen. “Now I want to suck you, Daddy,” she purrs, moving down my body.

Fuck, yes. I want that mouth on me until it’s a burning ache.

“Ah, fuck, little bird. You know how much Daddy loves it when you suck his cock like a good girl.”

When Wren places her hand flat on my abdomen, I jerk at the heat radiating from her palm. My stomach tightens until it’s as hard as a stone. My cock throbs, and she hasn’t even started yet.

Her hand sweeps lower, and she skims the hair at the base of my shaft. She leans down, and her silver-blonde hair falls forward, brushing the skin of my stomach. Running her hands along my ribs, she presses her mouth to the center of my chest, nipping at my pec. The hard line of my collarbone. The racing pulse in my throat. I suck in a breath as hunger blazes through me.

“I love your body,” she says softly. “It’s so beautiful.”

“Not as beautiful as yours, baby girl. You’re amazing.”

She slides lower. Her hand curls around my cock. Pauses. Time slows. Through narrowed eyes, I watch her lower her head.

If she stops, it’ll kill me.

Then, she delicately licks the flushed head, licking her lips as though she relishes my taste. “Do you like that, Daddy? Do you like it when I taste your cum?”

Any response evaporates in a searing burst as she firms her grip and moves her hand up and down. Every muscle pulses with sensation. A drop of pearly liquid leaks onto the tip, and I grit my teeth so I won’t spill too soon.

Lowering her head, she licks away the evidence of my arousal, and my hands clench at the abrasion of her tongue. Her tongue flicks, and then she draws me into her mouth. My skin burns, and I expect steam to rise from my body.

Tightening her hold, she takes me deeper. I bury my hands in her mane of silver-blonde hair as my hips buck, and I release a strangled curse, fighting to clear my vision. The sensation of her soft, wet mouth on me banishes everything else from my mind.

She raises her head, and my heart slams against my chest as her slender throat bobs. The thought of flooding her mouth with my cum and watching her swallow makes me fucking insane. I suck in a ragged breath. She has me in such a fever, I keep forgetting to breathe.

I bite back a long groan as she takes me deeper. My sight fades to black. She bobs her head until she’s taken most of me. Her mouth feels so good. Hot. Wet. I groan again, and my hips surge. My balls tighten until I think they’re going to explode.

Wren increases the pressure, and I squeeze my eyes shut, battling to stay in control. I want to roll her onto her back and plunge into her. Not that I’ll last more than a few seconds.

I tug gently on her hair and she slowly lifts her mouth, the slide excruciating. Hell, she’ll have me whimpering like a fucking baby.

“I want to keep going.” Her voice is husky. She licks her lips, savoring my taste as if she owns me.

Of course she does.

My jaw clenches. “Get me inside you, little bird. Now.”

Straddling me, she hovers over where I need her. Fuck, I love it when she rides me. All moisture dries from my mouth, and my head swims. No wonder. Every drop of blood has rushed to my cock.

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