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I waste no time sliding the condom on before pushing my way into her warm, snug cunt in response. “You take Daddy’s dick so well, baby.”

She squeezes down on me as she arches her back and begins to push back against me hard. “Oh shit.” I watch as she claws at the sheets before finding a pillow and pushing her face into it as she lets out a low, sexy moan.

“Let me hear you. Let me hear how good it feels. How goodwefeel.”

“So… so… good. I can’t imagine a life when I’m not doing this with you. You have ruined me for other men. Fucking destroyed me.”

“Good. You are mine. This body is mine. Your mouth, your tits, your pussy. It is mine.” I tell her as I move her faster against me. “Don’t worry. I’m yours too, baby.” I grip her hips and pull her harder with every thrust forward and back on my cock. I notice that when she’s close, she flexes and points her toes, and I can see her wiggling her toes already.

“Don’t you come already. Hold it, while I give you more. Wait for me, gorgeous.”

“Ye—yes… Daddy.”

“Good girrrrrl.” I tilt my head back as the feeling of my looming orgasm starts to hit me. “Oh, you’re going to make me come. Fuuuuck, you’re going to make me come,” I declare. “Let go, baby. I know you were being such a good girl and waited…but now, I need you to come for me. Give it to me, now. Make that sexy cunt cream the fuck all over me.” I reach around and press two fingers to her clit, and she detonates.

“Oh my GOD, River!!” she squeals as I keep fucking her through both of our orgasms.

“That’s so fucking good. God, I need this so much.” I tell her through gritted teeth. “Needyou.”

CHAPTER 21

SLOANE

I’m not even fully awake when a pounding behind my eyes and a looming hangover have me craving water, painkillers, greasy food, and a dark room. I groan, before putting a hand over my eyes, and I hear a deep, sexy chuckle in my ear. My eyes flutter open as much as they can, and through tiny slits, I’m able to make out River staring at me with a sweet smile. I wasn’t that intoxicated that I hadn’t remembered that I’d ended up here last night, and I had really sobered up, slightly, by the time we had sex, but it’s still a sight for sore eyes– literally, that I’m in bed with him. We’d gotten under the covers after we had sex, so even though I’m still naked, I’m covered by the sheet and his blanket, thankfully, because it’s also freezing in here.

“Hey,” I whisper, because I don’t have the strength to speak at a louder decibel.

He flips over to grab something on his nightstand, and when he turns back around, he hands me two painkillers and a glass of ice water.

“Bless you,” I say before taking the medicine with a very long sip of water.

He nods toward the glass. “Drink some more. I should have made you drink water last night. I think I was just…overwhelmed by it all. It didn’t even register to consider your hangover this morning.”

“It’s not terrible.”Kind of a lie.I turn on my back and try to just focus on my breathing and not the nausea building within.

“What did you drink last night?”

“Everything. But mainly, a lot of vodka.” I turn my head to face him. “What time is it?”

“Almost nine.”

“Shit, it’s late.” I groan before putting a hand over my head as I think about trying to get home in this state.

“Do you want me to take you home?” he asks.If only it were that easy!

“Yeah, that’s a great idea.” I chuckle.

He starts to rub my shoulder gently. “I could drop you off down the street from your house.”

“Yes, but I actually live within the district. People from school live in my neighborhood.”

“Okay, fair,” he agrees. “I can call you an Uber,” he offers, and I love that he wants to take care of me.

I nod, because I don’t have the energy to even think about that right now even though I should probably make sure no one is wondering about my exact whereabouts.

“Where does your cousin think you are?”

“I think I said I went home. So she may have figured out I lied. Do you know where my phone is?”