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Cat giggled against my lips before I caught her bottom one and dragged softly. “You can wait five minutes, no way am I passing up Theo’s fresh tacos.”

I half-growled, half-groaned in her ear, cock already splitting the zipper on my pants. “Eat. Fast.”

She laughed when I sat beside her on the bench, unwrapping the first and feeding it to her. I didn’t have the stomach to eat, I’d rather take it all home and eat after we got done celebrating. And I think she agreed with me, because she only finished half her taco before her eyes were glazed and hovering on mine, sexy grin on her even sexier lips.

“Let’s go, Daddy, I need to feel you.” Her words were magic to my ears. I snagged the foil-wrapped tacos, and we crossed the parking lot until I realized we’d come in two cars.

“I’m damn lucky we live two minutes from here.” I kissed her hard on the lips once, sliding my fingers over the seam of her pants to show her exactly what she had coming as soon as we hit the driveway. “Hard to focus when Daddy’s touching you, isn’t it?”

She nodded.

“Good. When you drive home, I want you to think about every single way I’m going to show you what you mean to me.”

“Parker, you already do.” Her eyes were so sincere.

“With my tongue.” Her mouth popped open with my words and I almost lost my load right there. “Exactly, sweetheart.”

We were both in our cars a minute later, and then driving the few blocks and turning into my driveway just a minute after that. And when my car pulled in behind hers, she was already at the front door, unlocking it with the key I’d given her.

As soon as we were in the door and it was closed behind us, I turned on her, tugging the cups of her bra down and revealing her sweet, dark nipples to my greedy eyes. With a deft flick, I swirled a tongue at one nipple. She arched, and my teeth grazed the peaked flesh. With a hand sliding between her thighs, I shed her pants and cupped the beautiful mound of her pussy, sliding my fingers against her soaked lips.

“I can’t wait to come deep inside you and make gorgeous babies.”

Her eyes darkened, her fingers stilling in my hair. She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth before she nodded quickly.

“Fuck, baby girl, I need to sink my seed inside your gorgeous pussy and fill you up with me.”

“I’ve been thinking about you inside me all day.” Her fingers dug into the flesh at my shoulders as her legs locked around my waist. I groaned, pushing my head between her tits, rocking my hips against hers. The heat of her pussy was like fire. Being inside her might be too much; I might lose my mind. I’d already lost my heart.

“I need to make you mine, sweetheart,” I growled, pulling the zipper and shoving my pants and my boxers down my thighs. Desire burned through my body, my balls heavy with come, ready to love her so hard and so deep I’d coat her unprotected womb with my seed and really make her mine.

Cat’s hands pushed up my torso, shoving up my shirt until it was over my shoulders. I was nestled between her thighs, ready, naked, only a scrap of thin cotton separating me from her pussy. “Baby…” I groaned, pressing my cock against the damp cotton. “Jesus, you’re so wet and ready for me.” I shed her panties and slid a finger through her silky lips, gathering her juices and then pushing my finger into my mouth. “Sweet as candy.”

A tremor rolled through her body.

“When I saw you, I knew you were made just for me. I felt it deep in my bones.” I breathed against her lips, hands pushing into her hair as my cock nudged at her lips. I pushed past her tight entrance.

“Oh, God.” She arched and dug into my back.

Her muscles flexed and tightened around my cock. I pulled her tighter into my arms, stilling my hips until her body could adjust to me. I cradled her against me, my words hushing at her ear.

“Deeper. I want to feel you deeper,” she begged. Christ, she was begging for my dick.

“Baby girl.” I kissed under her ear, flexing my hips slowly, sliding farther into her. “I can’t tell you how much you mean to me.”

“Harder, Daddy, please.” She pulled at my hair, bringing my lips to hers in a soft kiss. I kissed her back, thrusting my tongue past her pouty lips, enjoying the honeyed taste of her. I sped up, groaning as her eager body flexed against me.

“You were made for me. That’s the only thing I know for sure,” I murmured at her lips, thrusting one final time before I hit the end of her. “Talk to me, sweetheart. Tell me how it feels.”


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