Page 32 of Daddy's Girl

"Fuck," I groan, gripping her hips to hold her steady, lifting her onto her toes. My fingers meet around her waist. "You’re gonna be my little fuck toy, baby. Don’t expect gentle when you play with fire."

I feed her soaked little teasing cunt every thick inch in one violent thrust.

She cries out, her body clenching around me like she's trying to pull me deeper. Out here, in the open air, with nothing but trees as witnesses, I want rough and demanding. No softness. No beta bullshit.

“You hold on to the fence while Daddy takes what he needs, little girl. No crying now either, you get what you deserve.”

My hips slam against her ass, each thrust pumping every inch in and out.

The sound of skin slapping skin echoes through the trees. I reach between her legs, finding her swollen clit with my middle finger, circling it rough and fast.

"You like being fucked outdoors, don't you?" I growl, voice barely human. "Bent over like my own little slut. Eighteen and taking cock like you’re paid to do it."

"Yes," she gasps, air leaving her lungs in little bursts with every thrust, pushing back against me like she can't get enough. "Yes, Daddy."

I draw my hand back from her clit and land a hard smack on her hot little pussy. She jerks forward with a shocked cry that melts into a moan so deep I feel it vibrate around my cock, her tiny body clamping down on me like a vise.

"Fucking take it," I snarl, spanking her pussy again, then again, each slap punctuated by a deeper thrust. "Greedy little cunt, so fucking wet for me."

Her thighs tremble violently, her back arching impossibly as I alternate between rough circles on her clit and sharp slaps that make her whole-body clench. The noises she makes, Christ, so fucking beautiful.

"Daddy...” She’s close to sobbing now. Good. I like a little pain. A little punishment for a misbehaving brat. “I can't, oh God—"

Her words dissolve into a scream as she shatters. I smack her pussy hard, her release crashing through her, and she clamps down around me so hard I see fucking stars. She convulses, her body milking my cock like she was made for this, for me.

Her pleasure tips me over. I bury myself balls-deep with a roar, fingers digging into her hips hard enough to leave marks as I pump her full, tugging her body onto me, her feet dangling as she holds the fence for balance.

My balls heave, swinging down between my legs as they empty into her tight little girl baby maker.

I unload enough semen for ten men, marking her from the inside. Claiming what's mine with cum so deep no way it doesn’t root inside her. The thought of her belly swollen with my child makes me grind deeper, my cock pulsing with a second wave of release as her legs dangle, little feet kicking at the air.

“Ouch, Daddy! That’s too deep.”

“I’ll tell you when it’s too deep. Now, shush and take what you asked for.”

She hisses and wiggles, which only turns me on more. My own little fuck doll, twisting and grinding with these little yelps that only make her body pulse and tighten around me like a sex toy built just for me.

We stay like that for a long moment, my breath heaving in and out, her little chirping ‘Ouchies, Daddy’mixed with her moans.

It’s heaven. Fucking heaven. She’s a goddamn miracle, and I’m keeping her forever.

My lips find the nape of her neck, letting her feet touch back down to earth with a sigh, pressing a gentle kiss to her skin.

I can’t help myself as I pinch her skin in my teeth, the words tearing in a growl from deep in my core. “I fucking love you.”

She stills in my grip, hair a mess falling around her face as she turns. I gather those waves of red fire in my fist and uncover her face to see the only thing I need right now.

That fucking smile.

She doesn’t need to say it back. Not yet. It’s enough that she knows where I’m at. Who she is to me. Rough, soft, hard, mean, Daddy… I’ll be her everything, and if she gives me that smile? I’m a fucking king.

When I finally pull out, she whimpers, a flood of our combined pleasure running from her little opening. I turn her carefully, lifting her onto the fence rail so we're face to face, stabbing two fingers into her battered opening to hold my cum inside.

Her cheeks are flushed, eyes dazed with pleasure, the most beautiful fucking thing I've ever seen.

"There's something we need to clear up," I start as her pussy pulses around my thick fingers. Her eyes are wide but dilated, the sex rush still on her cheeks, hazing her vision I’m sure. "I don't ever want you hearing something and not asking me about it. Not running away in your head where I can't reach you."

She looks down, but I tilt her chin back up with my other hand.

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