Page 26 of Paying Daddy's Debt Collector

“Wait?” I reply, licking my way down her belly.

“Yes, wait. I have to tell you something.”

“Whatever it is it can wait, little girl.” My hands are already parting her thighs.

“No, it can’t. I don’t know how to do this. I’ve never had sex before.”

Shit. What did she just say? I lift my head and close my eyes. I knew she was innocent but this innocent? It’s like winning the lottery without even buying a ticket.

I smile at her and run a finger along her bottom lip. “Good. I want to be the first and only man inside you. You’re gonna be mine and mine alone.”

She nods her head and bites her lip. “Yes, Daddy. That’s what I want.”

I use my fingers and mouth to get her juices flowing then mount her with immense anticipation, wedging my cock at her entrance.

“Relax, little girl. It’s gonna hurt a little at first. There’s no way around it. I’m sorry.”

“Okay.” She clutches the sheet and lets out a long, deep breath.

I press the tip of my cock against her tiny hole and slowly drive forward. Her walls resist me at first, then relax, letting me slide inside. She’s so tight she hugs my cock, fitting me like a glove. I struggle for control as I slip further inside her.

When I’m buried to the hilt, her pussy suctions up around me. Shit, I might not last long with how good she feels. She lets out a little whimper and presses against me as if begging me for more. I try to go slow, but she wraps her legs around my waist and pushes my back with her heels.

Her desire hits me like an aphrodisiac, and my carefully controlled lovemaking is replaced with wild, rugged thrusts. She cries out and squeezes my arms. It’s her first time and I want her to feel it all, so I pull out and flip her over on her belly, running my hands all over her smooth skin.

I lift her onto her knees and press her upper body down onto the bed so I can take her from behind. With my hands on her waist, I ram my hips forward, making her moan loudly.

“That’s my good little girl,” I grunt.

I’m so close to the edge, but I don’t want to come without her so I pull out again and lie on my back. “Get up here, baby. I want you to ride me.”

She straddles my hips, a bead of sweat sliding down between her breasts, and I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight. I grab her hips and guide her down until she’s impaled on my cock. She gasps and arches her back before reaching down and raking her nails along my chest and abs.

Cassidy is operating purely on instinct, rotating her hips and bobbing up and down. I pinch her pretty pink nipples as she finds her rhythm, but once she does, she’s off and running. Each stroke takes her closer and closer to release, but I have to speed up the process or I’ll blow my load.

I force her down on my shaft and rock her body backward and forward against my full length. Hitting all the right places, she throws her head back and cries out. Her body quakes and shivers as her inner muscles contract. She’s still riding the wave when I flip her over and thrust myself into her, filling her with thick spurts of my seed.

I roll off her and pull her onto my chest. She’s not going anywhere. She’s right here where she belongs.

13

CASSIDY

The next few weeks with Chris are like something out of a dream.

I wait anxiously for him to come home each day, and when he does, he gives me some sort of trinket to let me know he’s been thinking about me.

Sometimes, it’s chocolate or flowers. Other times, it’s perfume, a silk scarf, or an expensive pair of sunglasses. He doesn’t need to shower me with gifts, but it makes him feel good and I love knowing I mean so much to him that he’d make time each day to pick something out for me.

When he arrives home today, he hands me a bouquet of daisies and kisses me on the cheek. His face carries a more serious expression than usual, and I’m immediately concerned.

“Did something happen today?”

“You could say that. It’s something I need to discuss with you.” He takes my hand and leads me to the dining room table. “Sit down so we can talk.”

“You’re scaring me. Is everything alright between us?”

He takes my hand and squeezes it lightly. “Everything is great between us. What I need to tell you is that today was your father’s deadline to pay off his debt.”

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