Page 11 of My Big Fat Daddy Issues

When he finally pulls the soft fabric over my head and drops it to the floor, he steps back and drinks me in like he’s waited years for this.

"So fucking perfect," he groans reaching for the front of his pants and rubbing himself. "Daddy’s beautiful girl. You know how much I love you, don’t you?"

I can’t move.

Not when he sinks to his knees in front of me. Not when he presses his mouth to my belly.

"You feel better now?" he asks. “Knowing you are all mine?”

"Yes."

He kisses lower.

"You feel wanted?"

"Yes, Daddy."

Lower still.

"Then lie down. Open those legs. Daddy’s going to have to hurt you a little, but then, I promise, I’ll make it all better."

I climb onto the bed, trembling as he grips my knees pushing them wide.

Chapter 5

Dane

Her fingers curl into the bedding as I unbuckle my belt, then the button of my trousers.

“Christ,” I groan, tilting her knees so she’s fully bared to me then kick off my shoes, strip in a matter of seconds.

Her eyes pin on the obscene length jutting out in front of me. The head as big as her little fist.

“I’ll give you a few kisses, but I can’t wait. Daddy needs in there bad.”

I lower my face, sucking and licking her sweet nectar until she’s calling for my dick. Pushing her just to the edge then pulling back.

“You’re soaked. You want Daddy inside you now?” She whimpers as I line up and slam into her, her cunt gripping me so damn tight it’s a miracle I don’t spill instantly. “You want to know what it feels like to be a big girl?”

But there’s something sweeter here—the way she rocks with me almost immediately, meeting each thrust like she’s been craving this just as much.

“Tell me,” I demand between grunts, my balls slapping against her ass. “Who do you belong to?”“Y-you,” she manages before I claim her lips, swallowing the confession into a kiss.

“So let me in baby. You’re choking Daddy’s dick.”

She shudders on a deep breath. Her walls massaging me as her opening fights back.

The rhythm quickens, our bodies slick until every thrust is full and long, her heels digging into my ass as if begging me not to stop. But stopping isn’t an option anymore.

I see nothing but white-hot static, my vision erupting into sparks as her body tightens around mine like a vise of silk.

A roar claws up the back of my throat. I’m inside my daughter, Christ, it’s better than I even dreamed. “Hold tight,” I snarl, I plunge deeper, harder, until there’s nothing but her scent and the way her body squeezes me.

“I’m trying.” She studders, her eyes squeezed shut.

“I know you are baby. Just a little more, you’re being so brave, Daddy needs to get off inside your tight little pussy, I can’t stop, baby. I can’t.”She writhes, nails clawing my shoulders as if begging for more. “It’s hurting,” she pants, legs hitching to lock us together. I can’t form words. Can’t soothe her right now.

Just grunts, thrusts, the slap of skin meeting skin as I slam into her core again and again. The bed groans beneath our frenzy. She’s drenched—hotter than hell, every pulse of her walls a weapon aimed straight at my control. I’m unraveling. Fists clenched in her hair, I drag her mouth to mine between brutal plunges.