“I’m not alone anymore, little one. And tonight isn’t going to be about relaxing…at all.” He pauses. “But yes, this home is like a fort. You will always feel safe here because that’s exactly what it will be. You wan to run around naked in the rain? You can. No one will see you. You want to have playtime and tea parties in the back garden? You can talk to yourself or even your imaginary friends all day long. No one will hear you.”

“Not even you, Daddy?” I bat my eyelashes.

“Daddy’s always just over your shoulder, keeping a watchful eye over you even when you don’t know it.”

“I do know it, Daddy. And I thank you for everything you do. If anything were to ever happen to me—“

“Don’t say things like that,” he cuts me off. “Because nothing ever will, unless I allow it. And no way in hell will I ever allow anything bad to happen to you.”

As the car pulls to a stop in the horseshoe driveway he leans over and claims my lips, his tongue pressing them open as he explores my mouth.

“Do I taste like banana split?”

“You taste like heaven, angel.”

He elbows the seatbelt fastener, releasing it, just before he scoops me up and hoists me right out of my seat, into his lap, and then out of the car on his side.

“Saving all the precious seconds I can right now. Must. Mate. With. You.”

A mewling noise escapes me as he races up the front steps and keys in the code, the blood pounding in my ears.

“Fuck, I need to bury my cock so far inside you that it never comes out,” he moans.

“I need that too. I need everything. I need you to teach me, Daddy.”

He carries me up the stairs, taking them two at a time before he tosses me onto the four poster California king sized bed, my body bouncing as I watch from my back as he makes quick work of his clothes.

“Off,” he orders, looking me up from head to toe. “Except those,” his eyes come to rest on the Prada heels he bought me. “Those stay on.”

Just as I get the Gucci dress up and over my head my eyes take in the sight of his underwear pulling down, his cock springing free like a diving board. There is no way that monster is going to fit inside me. My pussy, my mouth, nowhere.

But I continue undressing, unhooking my Agent Provocateur bra and then reach for my panties, forgetting I’m not wearing any, which draws a smirk from Jake.

“That’s right, baby,” he says moving closer like a predator that knows it’s got its prey cornered. “I already own those like I’m about to own you.” He slides up onto the bed, his big body over the top of mine, blacking out the moonlight coming in from the floor to ceiling windows.

“I want to take this slow,” he growls, staring down my hole and I can see the wheels inside his brain are turning just like mine are and thinking the exact same thing. How in the world is his cock going to fit. “But I know that’s not going to happen,” he adds. “Before we start, is there anything you have questions about? Anything you want to know, precious?”

I nod vigorously. “Why is that thing between your legs so big and so hard?”

His entire body freezes before he brings a single finger to my lips and then slides the rough tip of that digit straight over my chin, down my throat and straight down the center of my body, stopping right above that bundle of nerves between my legs.

“If it wasn’t, I wouldn’t be able to fit inside you. That’s how nature works, little one.”

“But it’s so much bigger than my hole. How can it ever fit inside?”

“By thrusting. Hard,” he says immediately and that finger on my body twitches before he circles my opening, my pussy already drenched trying to lubricate itself so there’s even a one percent chance that thick rod can enter me. “And once I do I’m going to fill you completely, and then do it again and again and again and again.”

“And then what?” I bat my eyelashes, continuing the innocent fantasy causing Jake’s cock to pulsate and a bit of precome to leak from the tip and fall onto my leg.

“Then you’re going to get a surprise, baby girl.”

“What kind of surprise, Daddy?”

“A warm hot gift that will result in the stork bringing us another gift in about nine months.”

“What kind of gift?”

“A baby.”


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