Daddy's Boss

That tight ring of muscles kept him out, but he pressed forward, and she took him. Moving to the knuckle, he began to pump his finger in and out, letting her get used to the feel of him inside her ass.

“For three years I waited for you. I employed your father, knowing he was a thief and not to be trusted. I had eyes on him at every point, and I don’t regret that.” He leaned forward, still fucking her ass with his finger. Pressing a kiss to her neck, he flicked his tongue across her pulse. “And I don’t regret this either. You, in my bed. Knowing the truth of what you had to do. You’re a strong woman, Lori. You’ve got to learn to give yourself more credit.”

He added a second finger, and she moved, surprising him as she reached behind her, gripped the cheeks of her ass with each hand, and held herself open to him. Pulling his fingers from her channel, he grabbed the tube of lubricant and smeared plenty all over his cock, coating his dick.

He coated her asshole, sliding some of the gel within her ass.

Once he was finished, he tossed the tube aside and pressed the tip of his cock against her asshole.

Slowly, taking his time, he worked his dick past her tight muscles, and she took him, inch by inch.

With each thrust within her ass, she moaned but didn’t protest. When she’d taken every single inch of him, he gripped her hips and began to fuck her long and slow. He took his time, feeling her ass tighten around his cock.

She held herself open to him, and he reached between her thighs and began to tease her clit. Her ass tightened around him, and he didn’t move until she came again, screaming his name as she did.

He smiled as he grabbed her hips and began to fuck her ass, going deeper with every single thrust.

Lori had no chance of ever getting away from him now, and he was never going to let her go. She belonged to him.

Dawg had been wanting her for a long time, and he didn’t intend to lose her. He’d do everything in his power to protect her, to love her. To give her what she needed.

In the past three years he’d fallen in love with her. Finally having her in his bed was just the icing on the cake.

He felt his orgasm begin to stir and he picked up the tempo, thrusting into her ass one final time.

They both cried out as he came, filling her ass with his cum.

Only when it was over did he pull out of her.

Picking her up in his arms, he carried her to their bathroom and cleaned them both up. Lori didn’t fight him, and the blissful smile on her face was something he never wanted to lose.

His life was dangerous, but he knew there was a chance for them, and he wasn’t about to lose it, not ever.

****

“You’re looking a lot happier than I can ever recall,” August said.

Lori looked up at one of the men she worked for and smiled. “I am. I’m very happy.” August was a family man in his late sixties, and willing to show anyone pictures of his grandkids just so long as they’d listen.

“The last time I saw a smile like that it was on the face of my wife when I asked her to marry me.”

“I’m not getting married. At least not yet.”

“But there is a man in your life?” August asked.

She thought about Dawg, and yes, he was the man in her life. “Yes, I have a man in my life.”

“Clearly, it’s love.”

Averting her gaze, she stammered over her next words. “I-I-I w-wouldn’t go that f-far.”

“And you’re in denial. Listen to a man who has been around for nearly seven decades. When a man makes you smile the way you’ve been doing all morning, there’s a reason for it, and it has nothing to do with being happy in the bedroom.”

Her cheeks heated this time.

He waved his hand in the air. “That, my dear, is love. You’re in love with this man, and you don’t even know it. I sure he knows what a treasure he has on his hands.”

August had always been nice to her.

He went to move away, and she panicked.

“What if I … what if I don’t tell him, and he doesn’t feel the same way?” she asked.

She would never go to her father, and ask for his advice. Her relationship with her father had never really begun. When she was younger, she loved it when he actually stayed home, but that was mainly because her mother always looked happier when he did. For herself, she didn’t care if he stayed or went.

All she ever really cared about was her mother.