Page 54 of Bound to the Daddy

I release the death grip on my cock and wrap my hand around her waist, anchoring her to me. “That’s it, baby. Come for me. Come for Daddy.”

Her cries of pleasure shatter the air as her body goes rigid. “Oh, God,” she screams out, the words vibrating with each rapid thrust of my fingers.

“That’s my good girl,” I purr into her ear as I continue to rock my fingers in and out of her soaking pussy. “God, you come so beautifully.”

My cock twitches against her back as my balls clench even more. With each shift of her body, she rubs against me, bringing me even closer to my own release. With her fully sated and limp in my arms, I stroke myself again, not holding back.

Her soft moans as she stretches spur me forward. Close. So fucking close. I nuzzle her neck, kissing the delicate skin until I get to her shoulder.

I’m not going to mark her. Not like this. I want my knot stretching her out as I claim her as mine. However, just running my lips over her skin makes my mind short-circuit, shutting out every other thought.

With a loud grunt, I run my hand up and down my length, my body trembling as my release comes close. I ease her forward just a bit and stare down at where her ass presses up against my knot. The skin is still pink from where I spanked her earlier, sending me over the edge.

Cum shoots out of me, and I groan with relief. It coats her back, causing her to squeal and jerk forward, only to find herself impaled a bit further on my fingers. With short, gentle strokes, I continue to milk my cock, smiling as each slide of my hand upward sends more cum jetting onto her skin.

“God, baby. You were perfect,” I sigh, pulling her back up so I can kiss the back of her head. “And just in time, too. We’re nearly home.”

With a smile, I start to pull her dress down, but she cranes her neck around to look at me. “But what about the cum?”

“What about it?”

“Aren’t you going to clean it off first? You’ll ruin the dress!”

“Baby, it’s high time you learn that you belong to me. If I want to paint you in my cum, that’s what I’m going to do. As for the dress, I have further plans to ruin it later. I never anticipated it lasting through the night.”

Her cheeks take on that adorable hint of pink as she ducks her head and looks away. “It was a pretty dress.”

“It was, and this is my way of showing you just how lovely I find you in it. Don’t worry, my pet. You’ll have far prettier dresses from now on. Ones that I fully plan on ruining and replacing.”

Her lips turn down for a moment as silence descends between us. As quickly as I can, I straighten both of us up and tuck my softening cock into my pants. The knot is still swollen, however, making it a little difficult.

Once we arrive, I help her out of the car. The driver wisely says nothing about our disheveled appearance. I’m more so grateful for Stephanie’s sake. She’s already having to acclimate to so much in such a short time.

Following her up to her room, I unzip her dress and ease it off of her gorgeous body. “Go get a shower, baby. I’ll be downstairs waiting for you when you get done. But first, get me your cutting kit.”

Her eyes widen for a moment as she stares at me. “Why do you want it?”

“Why are you stalling? I told you I will give you the pain you need. You no longer have to harm yourself to get it. Kit. Now.”

Her movements are slow, sluggish almost as she makes her way over to the cabinet by the sink. How many times have I gone in there to check on her pills? How did I not see it? When she finally retrieves the small bundle, I shake my head.

Hidden in plain sight. It looks like some fancy makeup kit or something similar. Of course, I would have never thought to look inside.

“Any others?”

“No. It’s just the one.” Her voice is so soft and forlorn, as if sad that I’ve taken this coping mechanism away.

“And your pills? How are you on those?”

With a soft sigh, she grabs the bottle and hands it to me. “Just two left.”

“I’ll make sure you have a refill by tomorrow. You will never have to go without these again. You’ll never have to pick between your medicine and harming yourself. But Steph, I’m serious when I tell you I want to know when you get these thoughts. I won’t judge you. I won’t condemn you. But I will give you the pain you require. Are we clear?”

“Yes, Daddy.” This time, she says the word daddy with a sigh, a hint of relief in her voice.

“That’s my good girl. Now go get cleaned up. Your prescription will be getting filled by the time you’re out. Take your time. I’ve got all night to defile you.”

That blush that I crave so much blossoms on her cheeks as she shuffles over to the shower. Before she can step into the hot spray, I grab her and hold her close, only releasing her after I kiss her on the head and drink in her scent.

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