"Please, Daddy, will you fuck me there?"
"Say it properly, Willa. I want to hear you say it."
"Fuck my ass." I lick my lips, hungry for him to give me what I want. "Please, Daddy. I don't want to wait anymore. Please fuck my ass again."
"Naughty little girl," he mutters against my ear, pulling me in closer while his finger slowly stretches me, exploring every inch of me. "You love this, don't you? You fucking love letting me have all of you."
"All of me, yes," I breathe. "You can have it all, just don't stop, never stop..."
"I wonder if you can come from this," he grunts. "Let's see, shall we, trouble?"
My whimpers turn into moans as he continues exploring my tight little hole. "Please, Daddy..."
"You want to come?" He flicks my clit with his thumb and my pussy is suddenly on fire.
“God yes,” I nod, hiding my face in the crook of his arm. "Please, Daddy. I need it so bad..."
"Such a good girl," he says. "Already so damn eager to come, aren't you? Give me that orgasm. Let your tight little asshole come all over my fingers, trouble. I want to feel your hole clenching on my fingers." He pushes his thumb into my pussy and rubs it against the finger buried in my ass.
"Fuck, Raphael..."
“Who?”
“Daddy. Sorry, Daddy.”
“Clench,” he says and I do. With my head still buried in the crook of his arm, I clench around his finger and he slides both finger and thumb deep. I love the little moan he gives. Love it so much it makes my pussy flutter, makes me push for more.
"Good girl. Keep going. Keep getting closer. Tell me when you're on the edge."
It only takes him inserting two fingers knuckle-deep in my ass for me to gasp at the burning sensation.
"Good girl," he repeats. "Now stay there. Stay on the edge for me, feel it hurt."
"No," I whisper. "Fuck, no, I want to come now..."
"Not yet." He curls up his fingers inside me, eliciting a long groan from my parted lips. "Not just yet, trouble, keep suffering for me like this. You look so fucking pretty when you're this close..."
"N-No!" I struggle on his lap. "Let me, I want it now!"
"And you will get it, but not yet." He starts fucking me with his fingers, gently at first, then harder and harder. "You can't come without my permission. You know it's true."
I can merely cry out in response, knowing full-well just how right he is.
"Feel my cock getting hard for you," Raphael growls. And I do. Beneath his trousers, his cock is fighting to get free.
"I need it," I manage. “Please, Daddy.”
"No. Not today."
"Why not?"
"Because you're getting addicted, trouble." He smirks. "Don't deny it."
"I'm... I... No..."
"It'll be that much sweeter when I do let you have it. Now come for me."
His unexpected command makes me spasm on his fingers and he fucks me fast, the orgasm easily overtaking me, making me see stars as it rocks my body in waves and trembles. I cry out his name followed by Daddy again and again as I slowly come down from the most explosive orgasm I've ever felt. I shudder as he pulls his fingers from me.
"Such a good girl..." Raphael kisses me softly before pulling me closer. "Fuck, I don't want you to leave."
I nuzzle against him, muttering, "I have to, soon. It's Dove's birthday. We're celebrating."
"Fuck." He clings on to me as if he can't bear the thought of letting me go. "I'll miss you. When can I have more, Willa?"
"Tomorrow," I whisper. "And the day after. And the day after..."
He laughs out loud, giving me another butterfly-inducing kiss. As I deepen it, prolonging the moment, I realize I'm almost deliriously happy right now, despite the issues at home and with Mercy. And it's all because of my amazing daddy.
Miss u. Wish you were here.
I fire off the text to Raphael before tucking my phone into the pocket of my jeans and returning my attention to the dining table. It's just family here tonight – Nox, Dove, and their boys, and of course me. I can't help but feel like the plus-one again. As I watch them chat happily, I find myself wishing I fitted in with them. It's not like they haven't tried – since they adopted me, Nox and Dove have done everything in their power to give me the home I've always wanted.
I keep glancing at my phone to see if Raphael's replied when Dove reaches for my hand, gently squeezing it.
"Everything okay?"
"Oh, yes." I beam at her. "Everything's fine."
"How is Mercy?" Nox's eyes meet mine from across the table. "We haven't seen her lately."
"She's fine." I'm hoping he won't call me out on the lie, but his knowing gaze tells me he knows exactly what I'm hiding.
"I hope she'll come by again soon. You know we worry about her," Dove mutters. "Have you asked her if she wants to stay with us for a while?"