Page 73 of Small Town Daddy

I positioned myself at her entrance, my tip nudging against her. "Breathe, baby. Nice and slow."

With that, I pushed in gradually, giving her time to adjust to the stretch. She moaned low in her throat, her body yielding to the intrusion. Once I was fully seated, I paused, letting her acclimate.

"God, you're so tight," I groaned, fighting the urge to just take her hard and fast. "You feel incredible."

"More," she demanded, pushing back to take me deeper. "I want to feel all of you."

I obliged her, setting a faster pace, my hands gripping her hips, her nails digging into the headboard above her. Her every moan spurred me on, my balls tightening with the urgency to come.

Lucy turned her head, her eyes locking with mine. "Wanna know a secret?" she panted.

"What's that?" I managed between thrusts.

"I've always fantasized about this. About you taking me like this. Filling me up and making me yours."

I moved fastr, drawing out each thrust, savoring the feeling of her tight heat enveloping me. She was so responsive, her moans spurring me on. With each plunge, she met my thrusts, her ass clenching around my cock. I could feel her relaxing around me, her resistance giving way to mind-numbing pleasure.

"Marcus, I never . . . touch me," she gasped.

Picking up the pace, I slid my hand between her legs, finding her clit. Lucy's back arched and she screamed out in ecstasy, her walls gripping me tighter than before.

"You like that, don't you, baby?" I growled in her ear. "You like it when Daddy touches your pussy."

"Yes, yes! Fuck me, Daddy! Make me yours!"

Giving into her pleas, I pounded into her harder, the sound of our bodies colliding echoing through the room. Sweat coated our skin as we pushed each other higher and higher. Her cries of pleasure spurred me on, driving me to new heights of lust and desire.

"I'm . . . going . . . to come!" she panted, her body tensing beneath me.

That was all I needed to hear. With a final, hard thrust, I came, filling her ass with my cum, the most incredible release I'd ever experienced. The sensation was unlike anything I'd ever felt before, and I collapsed on top of her, both of us panting and spent.

“I love you,” she whispered. “I love how caring you are. How dirty. I love how you fuck me. I love how you play with me. I love it all. You make me feel . . . like this is home.”

As I kissed her, saw her engagement ring glint in the low light, I knew that I was the luckiest man in the world.

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