Total pages in book: 6
Estimated words: 4897 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 24(@200wpm)___ 20(@250wpm)___ 16(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 4897 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 24(@200wpm)___ 20(@250wpm)___ 16(@300wpm)
The sensation of my father coming inside of me was indescribable, the warmth of his semen filling me completely until I felt hot all over.
Once he was done coming, he stayed lodged inside of me, sitting back a fraction, lightly pinching my erect nipples then soothing them with a soft caress of his fingertips. Daddy smoothed his hands over my stomach and down to where we were connected, gently massaging my pussy lips around his still hard cock. “So perfect. So beautiful.”
With a harsh sound, he pulled out of my pussy. I felt his jizz leak out of me before dripping down the crease of my ass and soaking the sheets.
“Daddy gave his pretty girl a huge load.” He moved between my legs, slid his hands under my ass, and lifted my lower body up just slightly so I was angled in a way my pussy hovered over his waiting mouth. “Push me out, Emma,” he moaned.
I was panting as I did what he said, constricting my inner pussy muscles and forcing his jizz out of my hole. From my position, I could make out my father shifting so he could hold his open mouth over my cunt and catch his cum, letting his seed waterfall into him. And when he had a mouthful, he moved back up my body, gripped my mouth, and spit his cum between my lips.
I knew what he wanted as I rose and kissed him, his jizz still in my mouth. We swapped Daddy’s semen back and forth, snowballing it between us. I was getting turned on all over again.
He broke away, and I swallowed what he left in my mouth, taking my father’s load down my throat and into my belly.
“You’re so fucking hot,” he groaned. He lay behind me, just holding me, our bodies naked and the sweat cooling on our skin.
“You did so well, Emma baby. Daddy’s good girl,” he murmured, his voice soft now, almost tender as he dragged the tips of his fingers over my arm. “You took my dick so well.”
Despite this calm moment after being fucked by my father, I knew he wasn’t done with me yet. And my body was already responding as if I hadn’t just gotten off twice, as if the remnants of my daddy’s cum wasn’t still slipping out of my sore pussy.
But the truth was… I could never get enough of my daddy.
EPILOGUE
EMMA
Two years later
The morning sun streamed through the kitchen window, casting golden light across the little house Liam and I now called ours. The air smelled like fresh coffee and bacon.
I couldn’t stop smiling as I stretched in our bed, my body naked and sore from the rough fucking last night.
My mother and father had divorced, not because of her finding out about our relationship but because she was done with us and wanted to start a whole new life.
And once their divorce had been finalized, we’d moved states away and started over. Not as father and daughter but as partners… as so much more.
I got out of bed, threw on one of Daddy’s button-down shirts, and made my way to the kitchen. I smiled again when I saw Daddy Liam standing at the stove shirtless, his gray sweatpants slung low on his hips.
He flipped a pancake and ran a hand through his short, dark hair. The muscles in his back and biceps flexed, and I held in my moan. He put the pancake on a plate, grabbed his cup of coffee, and turned to the side as he took a long sip.
His hair was messy from sleep, his jaw shadowed with stubble. I continued to watch the way his muscles flexed as he moved, the way I’d never seen a more handsome man in my life.
It felt like I was in a dream sometimes—like how I was so lucky to be with a man who loved me more than anything. I thought about how we’d ended up here and how despite the forbidden and taboo nature of our relationship and the obstacles we would no doubt eventually deal with we’d face them together.
What mattered was us and how happy we were.
Liam glanced up, catching me staring, and the corner of his mouth curved in a sexy as hell smirk. “Morning, baby.”
I felt my cheeks heat as I blushed and walked up to him. Daddy wrapped an arm around me and kissed the top of my head. His heat, his strength—it wrapped around me until I felt like nothing could ever touch us.
His mouth found my neck, his lips brushing that spot right below my ear that caused me to shiver and my nipples to tightened. I leaned into him, closing my eyes, and just… breathed him in.
We never stopped wanting each other, not even after several years had passed. Our sex life was just as hot and intense as it had been from day one. In fact, I’d say it was even more combustible after we bought our own house and officially became a couple. People didn’t know we were father and daughter, and we would keep that between us. All they needed to know was that we loved each other.