Page 109 of The Daddy’s Girl

Pausing my thrusts, I lift up and look into her eyes. “I need to be inside you.”

She sighs with relief before hooking her hands around my neck. “I need you inside me too.”

Glancing back at the door, I quiet for a moment to listen for anyone else in the house, but it’s silent.

“We’ll have to be quiet,” I whisper.

“I won’t make a sound,” she replies, gripping me tighter.

Then I ease down my briefs and stand from the bed to remove them entirely. As I reach for my discarded pants on the floor of her room, I realize I have never been so excited for sex in my life. It might as well be my first time. My hands are actually shaking.

Fishing out the condoms from my pocket, I separate one from the other two and throw the rest on the floor. As I sit up on my knees in front of her, lazily stroking my cock, she pulls her panties down her legs and tosses them to the floor.

Then she watches me roll the condom on my length. I wish I didn’t have to put it on. Even now I’m thinking that every drop of my cum belongs inside her, but we’re being so reckless already. Those dreams are just dreams—for now.

“You always have condoms in your pocket?” she asks with a soft laugh.

Licking my lips, I lift my eyes from my cock to her face. “No.”

Realization dawns on her face before she glances at the balcony I climbed to get here, and she smiles softly as she reaches for me.

I want her to know I came here for this. I want her to know I threw away my own rules for her, and I crossed the city on foot in the middle of the night to be with her.

To truly be with her.

Even if I had lied to myself, I am the same man who grabbed those condoms before leaving. I knew exactly what I was coming here to do.

Draping my weight over hers, I gaze down at our bodies so perfectly aligned, and I see the age difference between us. It’s on our skin, but it isn’t in our hearts.

Her knees spread even wider to accommodate me as I rut my covered length along her wet cunt. The heels of her feet dig into my ass and thighs as she holds me closer, guiding me to where she wants.

“There’s no going back from this,” I whisper as I lift up enough to notch my cock at her seeping pussy. I push in an inch, and she flinches from the stretch, staring into my eyes.

“I need it.”

Those three words are my undoing.

Giving her what she needs is what I was put on this earth to do. So with one grunting thrust, I bury my cock as deep inside her as I can go. We can’t moan, although I know we both want to.

Instead, we breathe together, savoring the silence in this deliciously delicate moment. Finally, we become one.

My hips are flat against hers, but still, I try to thrust deeper, pressing in another inch. And then another.

She takes the full length of my cock with a look of wonder and satisfaction on her face.

Being so deep inside her, I pause and stare down at the place where we are joined. It’s a sight I commit to memory.

Then I glance up at her and kiss every inch of her perfect face. Her lips. Her cheek. Her nose. Her forehead.

She smiles patiently as I indulge myself in this moment.

“I want to live inside you forever,” I mumble against the shell of her ear.

“Could you settle for fucking me as much as you want?” she replies sweetly, and I bite my lip to stifle my whimper.

“I could,” I reply with a smile.

Lifting up onto my hands framing her head on the pillow, I pull my hips back, easing to the tip before I slam back inside her a bit harder. She flinches again, covering her own mouth this time.