Margot Scott

"Are you gonna be a good girl and let Daddy play with your tits?" I pinch firmly to compensate for the extra layers of fabric.

"Oh... Yes, Daddy," she whimpers as I flick my thumbs back and forth across her nipples.

"Does that feel good?" I ask. Kenzie nods, eyes closed. "Use your words, baby."

"It does," she whispers, like she's sharing a secret. "It feels so good, Daddy."

"How 'bout we get these clothes off so Daddy can see how pretty your tits are? Arms up, baby girl."

“I love you, McKenzie Sommers, and if I can’t love you when life gets hard, then I sure as hell don’t deserve you when it’s easy.”

“Oh my fucking God, baby girl, your cunt is beautiful.”

“I could watch you play with your pussy every night for the rest of my life, baby girl.” I permit myself to push a lock of hair back from her dewed brow. She leans into my touch. “You did such a good fucking job, coming for Daddy.”

“I told myself I wouldn't say this today because I don't want to scare you,” he says. “But you have to know that this isn't a game to me. I want you in my bed, but I also want you in my life. I love you, Ruby. Before I met you, I didn't believe in love at first sight. Frankly, I didn't believe in love at all."

Listen to me, Ruby, because you need to hear this. I've lived my whole life hyper-focused on professional success. But the moment you rolled your suitcase into my firm, something shifted. Work isn't enough anymore, and wealth means nothing if I don't have someone to spoil. I've never wanted to take care of anyone the way I want—no, need—to take care of you.”

He slides into me, somehow even deeper than before.

“Oh, fuck, Daddy…”

His fingers dig into the soft flesh of my bottom as he fucks me hard, his skin smacking against mine

“That’s daddy’s good girl.” He reaches around to play with my clit as he works his cock in and out of me. The combination of inner and outer stimulation reduces me to nothing but a vessel for sensation, a storm of pleasure punctuated by the occasional lightning bolt of pain.

I feel another orgasm rush toward me then, just as his pace begins to quicken.

“God, I feel you tightening,” Lucas rasps. “That’s it, good girl. Come on my cock. Milk daddy’s cock with your pussy.”

“I want your cum, too, Daddy,” I say, breathless. I’ve never said anything like that out loud, but it feels good. Sexy. Scandalous. “I want you to come inside me.”

I gasp as he slides his hand down my body, between my legs, and slips two fingers inside me.

“You know why you like it when Daddy turns your tight pussy into a cream pie?” When he raises his hand again, his fingers are glistening. “Because you’re my dirty girl. Say it.”

“I’m your dirty little girl.” I squeeze my thighs together as he smears our combined wetness onto my lips and then kisses me.

“Now.”

“But Daddy—” she begins, and I raise a hand. She silences immediately.

“I know where we are, but there’s no one around. Besides, your pussy is mine whenever I want it, isn’t that right?”

“Yes, Daddy…”

“And I want it now.”

“I want you on your hands and knees, baby girl.” It makes my dick ache,