Daddy Issues 2 Read Online Dani Wyatt

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Forbidden Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 209
Estimated words: 196085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 980(@200wpm)___ 784(@250wpm)___ 654(@300wpm)
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Then he strips, climbs over me, forces his cock straight inside my pussy. He fucks me hard and fast, chasing his pleasure with little regard to mine. Still, he makes me come four times until I'm begging for him to stop and let me rest.

And only then does he give me the gift of his cum.

When I wake up, it’s still dark outside. I'm in bed, the comforter tucked tight around my naked body. My hair is still damp from the shower Jackson gave me after our fucking. He put me on my knees in the shower, then showered me in a different way.

The warm stream he released on me made me feel that odd fever dreamy sensation again. I watched as the liquid left his body, running down my chest and he told me again that I belong to him. I’m his to do as he pleases.

It was humiliating. And exhilarating.

How could I allow it?

No, how could I like it?

But I did. Just another way he marked his territory. Then he rinsed me off and held me in his lap.

He soaped my body and massaged my shoulders. His fingers slipped into my pussy, washing me tenderly before he carried me to bed. He left, then came back with an enormous ice cream sundae. He fed me and we shared the decadent dessert.

He left to go finish some work in his office and I read and watched movies until he came back and said it was bedtime.

I fell asleep with his seemingly eternally hard cock tucked between my ass cheeks.

Suddenly, I jerk upright in bed, the comforter twisted around my naked body. It’s quiet.

“Daddy?”

He doesn't answer. I’m alone in bed, and it doesn’t feel right. How quickly I’ve come to expect him next to me, inside of me, with me in some way.

I slide out of bed and pull on a light blue negligee that wraps around my waist with a silk belt.

I step into the living room, but I hear nothing but the soft hum of the air conditioning. “Daddy?” I call out louder this time.

Padding barefoot down another hallway, I catch my reflection in the mirror. A wild and tangle-haired girl in a negligee, such a contrast to the virgin in the sweet lavender dress that invited the knight in shining armor in for a slice of red velvet cake.

I like what I see. I like what I have become.

I feel safe. Powerless and powerful at the same time.

I approach his open office door and see him standing at the windows, staring into the darkness outside. He’s wearing nothing, such a monolith of a man, white strands of hair at his temples, all reminding me how different we are.

Worlds apart. He's forty-one and I'm nineteen. He’s monster-sized and I’m snack-sized, as he says. It’s perfect. It’s safe. I know that he’ll always protect me.

He whirls around, startled, then when he sees it’s me a slight smile curves the corner of his magnificent mouth. “What are you doing up, princess?”

My eyes drop down his thick body, his long cock, a rare sight for me when it’s not full erect hanging between his muscled thighs.

“I'm thinking about how different we are.”

He steps forward running his hand over the dark hair on his chest. “And?”

“It’s perfect. You’re perfect.”

His cock twitches to life. “Come here, baby girl. I want to show you just how perfect we are...”

CHAPTER 17

JACKSON

She falls to her knees, letting the blue fabric slip off and I growl, grabbing the edge of my desk as she catches my cock in her mouth my balls in her hand.

Her eyes are on me as her lips stretch over the thick shaft and glide toward the base. I hold her head, pushing farther in, feeling the back of her throat tense then hearing the gurgling gag as she chokes.

I don’t relent. Her throat is in training as is the rest of her. She’s struggling, I ease forward feeling her tonsils on the tip of my dick and the guttural wet sounds of her straining to breathe around the massive man-meat plug in her throat.

I have inches left to give her but when she starts to kick her feet and strain against my grip on the back of her head, I ease out. Spit hangs from her bottom lip as she looks up at me.

“You look so happy down there.”

“I am. But I'm sorry, I still can’t fit all of you in my mouth,” she says whipping the back of her hand over her saliva coated chin.

“I like it that way. I have to say I enjoy hearing you choke. Knowing you are doing that for me.” I assure her with soft pats on the top of her head. “I know there’s other places where I’ll be able to fit, baby girl.”

She returns her warm mouth to my balls, sucking them one at a time then I reach down and lift them and her eyes look up again questioning.


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