Page 44 of My Big Fat Daddy Issues

Fuck it. Let’s go.

“Let’s get this off.” I work a hand up under the back of her shirt, her body pliant but stiffening as I work my fingers upward. I imaging pinning her down and tearing at the fabric that separates us.

I’m a bastard, but thoughts of fucking her in the bedroom I shared with Karen for too fucking long plague me. It’s so fucking wrong, but my throbbing dick doesn’t give a shit.

Her thin bra’s clasp comes undone with a click, and she gasps when I run my hand under the front cup, my thumb brushing her hard little peak.

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” I growl against her skin, praying that she won’t.

I don’t know if I even could stop, but I at least want to give her the semblance of some control. Her answer is to raise her legs, then hook them around my waist, bringing her heat against my hardness.

“Is this bad?” she whispers, and it only makes my depravity sink its claws in deeper.

“No, baby. This isn’t bad. It’s just Daddy teaching you things you need to know. Who else should teach a little girl about grown-up things than a father?”

“I don’t…” She arches up as I shove the loose bra and t-shirt fabric upward. “I’m all shaky and hot.”

I flick my tongue over her peak, as she sucks in a breath, so fucking willing and perfect beneath me. Her tit is even sweet. The taunt flesh cool from the rain as I pull it between my lips, moaning at the sensation of having her in my mouth for the first time.

“You’re… going to teach me? Just like when you took me out of school last year?”

I release her nipple, giving it a flick of my tongue before answering.

“That’s right, baby.” My free hand slides between us, fingers brushing the crotch of her shorts. The material’s soaked through here, too, and not just from the rain. It’s warm and damp where she’s already wet for me, and I groan into her shoulder when she spreads her legs wider. “Just another part of homeschooling. Teaching you about the birds and the bees, Mina. Deep biology lessons.”

I lick the shell of her ear, tickling the lobe with my tongue.

“Max, are going to—”

“Hush,” I say again, working at the waistband until the button pops and I wiggle the zipper down. “Everything’s okay. Just need to check something.”

I jam my hand own the front between the damp fabric and her cool skin until my fingers slide under the elastic of her panties. “That’s a good girl. Just lay still and Daddy’s gonna check you down here.” I push into the seam she trembles, finally finding the glorious heat beneath. She gasps as I find her slit and circle her clit in slow circuits, another finger dipping low to test howslick she is for me. “Jesus, baby, just as I thought. You’re soaking wet down here.”

“It’s the rain.” Her voice hitches, and I lift my head, narrowing my eyes at hers.

“That’s a lie, isn’t it?”

Her lips start to quiver. But she nods with the sexiest look of shame in her approval seeking eyes.

Mina’s nails dig into my back, hips rocking into my touch like she’s chasing something just out of reach. Her head thrashes against the pillow when I push a finger inside her, stretching her tight walls until she moans and her little body gushes into my palm.

“Ah, fuckyeah, baby. No one’s been here before, have they?”

She already admitted she’d only kissed, but the possessive bastard inside me needs her to say it again.

“No.”

“So fucking fresh. Smooth too. You shave. That’s a good girl.” I growl as she moans. “You want more of this?” I ask. She nods frantically, teeth clenched as I curl deeper and my mind starts tospin. I’m cursing and praising her about how good she feels, how perfect, the way she tightens around me with every thrust of my finger. “Then just get your shorts down a little more, and your panties. You can do that for me, can’t you? Daddy’s gonna get to know your privates a whole lot better.”

She nods, and I lean in to give her a kiss of approval as her hands work the shorts down. She kicks them off under the blanket, leaving her body naked from the waist down, her shirt and bra still pushed up over her tits.

God, I’m aching for her in every way. A deep recklessness swells inside of me. Right now, I don’t care who finds out about us, but I also know it could complicate things in ways she doesn’t realize.

None of that seems to quell the incessant need to give her the sexual awakening of a fucking lifetime that will end with me raw-dogging her soft little pussy, whispering to her that Daddy loves her, and it’s time for her to understand just what that means now that she’s a big girl.

“Look at you,” I whisper when her eyes flutter open, pupils blown wide. “You’re so beautiful like this. Does it feel good for you, baby? Daddy wants it to feel nice for you.”

Her cheeks flush pink again, but this time there’s no fight to turn away. Instead, she tugs me down for another kiss, tongue sliding into my mouth as if she knows every secret it holds. The tip ofher tongue probes for mine until it’s swirling and tangling with mine.