Daddy's Girl: A Daddy Issues Novel by Rebel Wild (books to read for 13 year olds .TXT) 📕

I’m a second away from coming. I hear the handle hit the floor right where he drops it. He pulls on the collar, lifting my head. I feel the tip of him at my lips and I open my mouth to take in more of him. He is rock-hard once again. “Now, do you see how hard you make me?” He asks as he pulls out of me and moves away.

“Yes, sir.” I nearly come off the bed when his tongue runs along my clit. He sucks it and I can barely stand how good it feels. My body is alive with anticipation when I feel him crawl on top of me. He kisses my neck, releasing the leash with a clatter to the floor before kissing my cheek and finally my lips. “Mmm,” I moan in his mouth.

“Say it,” he says.

He takes off my blindfold. My eyes adjust to see him staring into mine with a look of absolute lust.

“Please let me come, Daddy.”

“How do you want Daddy to make you come?” he asks, running his tongue along my jawline. “Shall I use my tongue or my cock?”

“I…” I start and stop.

“Say it,” he whispers. The tone of his voice is unfamiliar. It’s desperate for me to respond and it makes me want to.

“Your… cock,” I whisper back to him. “Please, fuck me with it, Daddy.”

“Mmm,” he growls, entering me with no finesse.

“Oh, God,” I say.

Fuck, she feels so damn good. I’m on my knees pounding into her so hard that it’s making those tits I love so much bounce. Her hands are still above her head and she is consciously not moving them. I know it’s more concern for me than fear of my punishment. Her concern baffles me. I’ve done nothing to deserve it. She nearly cried when she saw her fingernails drew blood on my thighs, but I fucking loved it. I never came so hard just from a sub sucking my cock, but that mouth of hers has been driving me insane.

Her pussy is getting wetter by the second. She’s close to tipping over the edge. I reposition myself to lie on top of her, resting on the palms of my hands to watch her come. She’s so fucking gorgeous when she does, and I’m the only one that’s ever seen her do it. It’s all mine. She’s all mine.

“You’re mine, Foxy. Say it.”

“All yours, Daddy. I’m all yours.”

As close as she is to coming, she’ll agree to anything and I love that about her, the way I can get her to lose all control of herself. She balls the sheet up in her hands before I move them down to the small of my back.

“Fuck,” I moan when she grabs my ass and presses me deeper into her.

“Please, Daddy,” she whimpers.

Her body starts to shake and I know she is already too far gone to stop now, even if I didn’t give her permission. Not that I would think of denying her right now.

“Come,” I tell her and her orgasm hits her full force. She bucks and shakes underneath me. Her fingernails digging holes in my ass and I know she’s drawing blood. Damn, I am loving her little sex marks. They once again get me to come hard and I nearly lose consciousness as I shoot my load into her.

“Shit. Shit. Shit,” I say before I bite down on her neck as I ride the wave that is Sydney, fucking me to death, Warren.

Her body goes limp underneath me and I fall next to her on the bed. Her eyes are heavy and her breathing is erratic. I don’t even attempt to get her up to clean her as I know she is totally out of it. I dress and I bring what I need to the bed to wipe her up before slipping her robe on. I scoop her up in my arms to carry her next door to her room.

“You’re still too light,” I whisper to her sleeping face as I carry her out of the playroom. She looks up at me in response, still half asleep. I lay her down gently on her bed, take off her robe, and cover her up, making sure she’s tucked in tight.

“Thank you, sir,” she mumbles to me as she turns over and gets comfortable.

“Sweet dreams,” I whisper, pecking her cheek good night.

Leaving Sydney to sleep, I’m about to go to my office, but I run into Joe in the foyer. He takes one look at me and shakes his head.

“Mom messed you up, didn’t she?” He asks. “Did she give you the don’t-be-like-your-father guilt trip?” I nod. “Shit, bro, that’s rough. When she used to do that to me, I’d go right out and get high.” He looks me up and down. “I don’t even want to know what you just did.”

“Good, because I don’t want to talk about it, so change the subject.”

“All right, well, that cop you hired left a text, said she’s all set for tomorrow,” he says, handing me my phone. “Her name’s Josephine or something.”

“Joanna,” I correct him. “Is there a reason you’re looking at my messages?” I ask, reading Joanna’s text she left about guarding Sydney while she’s at school.

“I like pissing you off, Triscuit.”

“You’re an expert at it.”

“I’ve had years of practice. By the way, I figured this whole thing about your real-life sex doll going to school all by her little lonesome was bullshit. So much for letting her off her leash. You got a damn cop watching her every move.”

“She’s not a cop, you idiot. She’s a bodyguard. It’s all purely for Miss Warren’s comfort and convenience.”

“Because it’s just business.”

“Exactly.”

“Right.”

“Joanna’s already been briefed, and she knows under no circumstances is she to interfere with Miss Warren’s day-to-day unless she’s in danger. Do you know how much crime is on college campuses? Rape being number one.”

“Hey, you don’t have to explain college life being crazy to me, and you