Please, Daddy (Jackson Family 2)

JULIANA

The smell of something cooking woke me up, dragging me out of my deep slumber. Slowly opening my blurry eyes, I immediately took notice of the small, skinned animal roasting over the flames in the fireplace. My stomach rumbled in hunger all while a small smile tilted my lips.

Darren was making sure I was taken care of, and that knowledge made me all warm and fuzzy inside.

I crawled off of the mattress and slid my feet into my boots before grabbing my jacket to go in search of Darren. I could faintly hear the sound of wood splitting, so I was assuming he was outside.

And I was right.

When I stepped out of the back door onto the porch, my eyes instantly landed on Darren. Even though it was freezing cold outside, he was shirtless, his body glistening with a light sheen of sweat as he swung the axe over his head and slammed it down onto the wood in front of him, slicing it straight down the middle, his muscles flexing with the strength he put behind the swing.

I was pretty sure my ovaries fucking exploded at the sexy as hell sight.

Even the scars on his body added to his sex appeal. I wanted to run my tongue over each and every one of those scars. He was magnificent perfection.

He glanced at me and cast me a soft smile before splitting another piece of wood and lining up another after that one.

My core clenched. I desperately needed him. I needed him to cure this deep ache inside of me like he always did.

Seeing him work like this had me craving every piece of him.

Licking my lips, I stepped down the porch. He set the axe aside, watching me as I moved towards him. As soon as I was within his reaching distance, he dragged me against him, his lips covering mine. Our tongues tangled together, but I submitted to him like always, allowing him to have the control, to claim my mouth like he always did.

I slid my hands over his body, loving the way he shuddered under my touch, the way his muscles rippled beneath my palms. He groaned into my mouth, deepening the kiss even further, exploring parts of me he hadn’t had a chance to yet.

As soon as I had his jeans undone, I dropped to my knees in the snow and sucked his cock between my lips, hollowing my cheeks out as I flicked my tongue over his head, licking away his precum.

I moaned. He tasted so good.

Darren growled and grabbed my hair, fisting it as he began to fuck my mouth. I greedily took his cock like the good girl I was, wanting to do nothing more than please my dom.

He was going above and beyond to help me, to take care of me. I knew he always would. And since this was the only way I knew to repay him, I would do my damnest to make sure this man of mine was always thoroughly sated.

“Fucking hell, little girl,” Darren rasped. My pussy tingled, and I had to resist the urge to slip my hands into my jeans to rub my clit. “That goddamn mouth of yours is fucking magical.”

I moaned around his cock. He thrust harder. I kept my gag reflex relaxed, taking him as deep as he wanted to go. My eyes watered. Darren groaned as he trailed his fingers over my jaw. “You look so fucking perfect with my cock down your throat, baby girl.”

Fuck. Me.

I sucked harder, my eyes never leaving his. Within minutes, he came down my throat, coating it with his seed. I swallowed as much as I could, but some of it ran down the corner of my lip. But as soon as he pulled out of my mouth, I used my thumb to wipe it up and popped it in my mouth. He growled at the sight, his eyes dark and wild as he yanked me up off the ground.

I squeaked in shock when he tossed me over his shoulder, carrying me inside of the cabin. As soon as he stepped into the kitchen area, he set me on my feet. Once my shoes and jeans were off, he ripped my panties off, set me on the counter, and slid deep inside of me.

I cried out, my hands clawing at his back as he fucked me like a man possessed. He shoved my thighs further apart until it hurt and rammed his cock into me over and over, his lips biting at my skin, leaving marks. I was shaking, my body convulsing around him. I was trembling in his hold, the sensations almost too much to cope with.

“Darren, please,” I cried. “I can’t—”

“Take it, little girl,” he rasped. His lips met mine, and he sucked hard on my bottom lip, biting it afterward. The taste of blood spread over my tongue. “I know you can take it. You’re daddy’s good, little girl.”

I whimpered, coming again. I’d lost count of the number of times I’d come around his cock. Every part of my body was throbbing, exhaustion already weighing on my limbs even though I’d just woken up.

Darren suddenly roared my name as he came hard inside of me, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of my thighs. I cried out, another orgasm washing over me as his nails broke the skin of my thighs.

After, he held me tightly, his arms wrapped around me. I slumped in his hold, too tired to hold myself up any longer.

“I’ve got you,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to my temple. “Just breathe and let your body calm down, baby.”

“Sleepy,” I mumbled, my breathing still ragged, every nerve ending in my body still wound tightly from being so thoroughly fucked.

He curled his arm under my ass and carried me to the mattress on the floor in front of the fireplace. Somehow, he eased to his knees and gently laid me on my back without stumbling in the slightest. He brushed his lips to my forehead. “Take a nap,” he coaxed. “I’ll wake you when the food is done.”

“M’kay,” I mumbled, too tired to say much else. He covered me up, and I felt his lips on my cheek one more time.

“I’m so proud of the woman you’re becoming,” I faintly heard him whisper. “You’re blossoming, baby girl, and I’m fucking honored to witness everything you’re becoming.”

A small smile tilted my lips as I fell into a deep slumber. I faintly felt him press a tender kiss to my belly before I completely fell asleep.