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Before Sky, I was involved with other women, but it was all casual, and my hookups were few and far between. I never found myself craving the company of one woman, and we both knew what we were getting from each other was for the moment, but with Sky . . .
I can’t help but think of the future.
Every time I kiss her, I crave more. Her pleasure is more important than mine. No, her pleasure is mine.
Watching her arch her back, her throat exposed and nipples pushing hard against my shirt as she rides my thick digit is the hottest thing I have ever seen. I could spend a lifetime—and I plan to—finding different ways to pleasure her body. To witness her big sky blue eyes roll back with desire . . . for me.
“Fuck me, Daddy, please,” she sobs, her thighs trembling with the need to come. I withdraw my finger from her body, making quick work of my zipper, almost tearing off the darn thing as I tug it down.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, princess,” I rasp heavily, guiding my thick length to her opening. I wrap an arm around her waist before driving my hips forward and impaling her with my fat cock. My eyes roll back from the tight heat surrounding my swollen shaft. Her pussy pulses needily around me, and the grip of her snug sex almost sends my heavy balls exploding.
She wraps her legs around my hips when I start to rock into her wetness, the sound of our love making both obscene and sinful, but it only fuels me.
“Faster, Daddy,” she cries, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and leaning up to meet my thrusts. Her face is twisted in pleasure as I pinch her nipples through the shirt, tugging the tight bud between my knuckles and causing her to cry out in pleasure.
Our eyes lock as I drive into her, faster and harder, pushing us closer and closer to the edge until she’s climaxing with a sob, her sex cinching hard around my throbbing cock. My gut twists in a pain-pleasure that burns through me as I come with a roar, spilling hot ropes of my seed into her womb. Our bodies ripple from the power of our orgasms, and I realize I never want to share this feeling with anyone but her.
My head drops to her shoulder as she drops her legs from my hips. “I love you, Sky,” I breathe into her neck. “You're everything to me.”
A long beat of silence passes before she finally speaks. “Y-you love me?”
“I told you we became a family last night. Why is it so unbelievable that I would be in love with you?”
“No, it’s just . . .” she sobs out a laugh that rocks her entire body. “I love you too, Priest.”
“Good, because I have something to show you,” I say, pushing back from the counter. I take her hand, and we walk to the bathroom to quickly clean up, and when we make our way back to the kitchen, she does not notice the large bags in the living room until I’ve pointed them out.
She stands still for a few seconds before turning to me, stunned. “H-how?”
“The kids said they didn’t take anything, so check and let me know if anything is missing.”
“How did you . . . I didn’t . . . Oh my God!”
Her eyes fill up with tears as she turns to look at me, and all I can think is there is nothing I wouldn’t do for her. There is so much love and adoration in her eyes that it floors me.
“Knight got hold of the kids and made them return your things.”
She smiles tearfully at me before wrapping her arms around me in a tight hug. “I guess I can forgive him for all that teasing at the bonfire,” she whispers, her lips brushing my neck. “Thank you.”
“Of course.”
She pushes back from me and walks to the bags, opening one after the other. “God, I can’t believe you got everything back. I have a short window to register for classes, and they won’t let me enroll after this week. I’ll need to go to campus and sort out my dorm now that I have my ID back.”
“I’ll take you wherever it is you need to go, as long as we’re on the same page that you won’t be using that dorm. You live here now.”
She flashes me a sweet smile before going back to checking the items in her bags. “Wow, they really didn’t take anything,” she muses, getting up. “I guess I can go to campus today and take care of everything.”
“What will you be studying?” I ask conversationally as we walk back to the kitchen.
“Microbiology,” she says excitedly. “I know it’s nothing exciting, but blame it on my nana. She was a microbiologist before she moved to our little town to marry my grandfather. She had a library full of books and articles on medicine, agriculture, and environmental science. They were all I wanted to read after my parents’ accident, no idea why I found them so comforting.”
Her words bring me pause. “Accident?”
Sky sets to work warming up our breakfast. “The car accident that killed my parents when I was ten. Nana raised me until she died shortly after my eighteenth birthday.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I choose to remember the good times,” she says with a soft smile. “I guess living with Nana influenced me a bit because now I want to become a microbiologist too.”
