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What have you done to me, Sky?

“Daddy,” she mimics, her voice breathy, and from her lips, the words sound right.

Fuck!

I dig my fingers into her thighs before dropping my tongue back to her wet valley and bathing her clit in long fast strokes that send her arching off the bed with a sob.

“Say it again,” I say harshly between licks, her intoxicating scent sending my head reeling and this—Sky—is all I can think about at the moment.

“Daddy!” she sobs brokenly even as her pussy begins to quiver, and I can tell she is close. I seal my lips over her smooth clit and suck gently at the swollen bud, drawing out a scream from her lips. She thrashes on the bed as her body trembles in beautiful spasms. “Oh, God . . . Daddy!” Her tits rise and fall so beautifully that I momentarily forget my throbbing cock, and instead, watch this beauty come apart in my arms.

Mine!

I lap at her drenched pussy until her body has stopped shaking and all that’s left are tiny tremors. Her eyes are dazed when she looks down her body to lock them with mine. I slowly lower her leg from my shoulder and climb back up her body, even as I reach into my sweatpants for my cock.

I lick at the wetness sticking to my lips and stare down at the girl I intend to make mine completely, but not yet. Christ, it would be so easy to push my leaking cock into her tight, slick pussy and claim her, but I don’t think I would last.

When I do fuck her, I intend to spend more than three seconds inside of her perfect body.

My skin flames when I feel soft hands join mine on my cock. I study Sky’s flushed face as she takes my length into her much smaller and softer hands. “Let me help,” she whispers shyly, and I do.

I lose myself in those perfect blues as she strokes my cock with clumsy hands, the knowledge that I am the only man she has ever touched makes my balls draw up tight with the need to come, and it doesn’t take more than three strokes before I am erupting with a groan. I unload a hot endless stripe of white on her stomach and pussy. Her eyes stay intimately locked on mine as she milks me to the last drop, and when I lean down to claim her mouth, she opens up for me.

Perfect. The night gifted me the precious girl.

Mine!

My breathing is still labored when we break the kiss, and as much as I want to fall beside her, I need to clean us first. I brush my lips over hers before climbing out of bed and heading to the bathroom. When I come back with a wet towel, it’s to find Sky already dozing.

I guess she meant it when she said she needed this.

I clean her up quickly and tuck her in. She doesn’t stir or make a sound, and I clean up quickly before joining her in bed.

It’s reckless, I know.

I know little to nothing about this girl the universe sent my way, but what I do know for sure is how hard she makes my heartbeat and the protective feelings she brings stirs up in me. I would kill for her.

I guess that’s all that matters.

Chapter Five

Sky

On my tenth birthday, the cops showed up at my middle school instead of one of my parents. I was terrified, knowing immediately that something was wrong.

Turns out I was right. My parents had gotten into an accident. After that, I’d gone to live with Nana, my father’s mother. I loved my nana dearly, and she’d been alone since my grandfather had passed away. And then she’d lost her only child. We took solace in each other over our shared grief.

Living with Nana was easy. She let me eat ice cream and baked an unhealthy number of cookies. She let me have my way, and I was extremely spoiled.

She was all I had, and when I lost her too, I never imagined I would ever experience those feelings of love and comfort with anyone ever again.

And yet, here I am, with a bowl of ice cream someone was forced to fetch for me.

When I woke up a little after noon, all the events of yesterday slammed into me hard and overshadowed the magical moment Priest and I had shared last night. I needed something sweet and familiar to comfort me, so I’d asked if there was any ice cream. If Priest thought my request was strange, he said nothing of it.

Half an hour later, someone showed up with a pint of mine and Nana’s favorite cookie dough ice cream. Apparently, they hadn’t had any ice cream at the clubhouse, and Priest had someone get it for me.

“Do you need anything else?” Priest asks from where he’s seated watching me. “Tell me if you need anything, and I will send one of the boys to get it for you.”

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