Troy - Filthy Modern Vikings

“You Troy. It’s always been you. I love you so much.” I slam my mouth onto hers hearing all I need to hear. Somewhere between her declaration and my attack on her mouth, her nightgown comes off, baring her chest to me. Her nipple in my mouth fuels my mania. I look down and see she is without panties and fuck if that doesn’t send me over the edge. No words. None needed. Grabbing both of her legs in my hands as our mouths mate, I pull my mouth from hers, push her legs up to her ears and send my cock flying into the only place it feels alive.

“Ahhh...TROY!!!” she yells. Her hands clawing at my back and neck. In and out, over and over I slam into her, making sure she can feel it. My jaw set, teeth grinding. Pelvis ramming in and out.

“Shit your pussy is so fucking tight. You feel your juice running down your ass baby? My balls slapping against it making your ass bounce.”

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” she chants. So far gone I am not sure she knows what I just said. Her hands go to her nipples and she pulls on them and suddenly the vision in my mind is of her putting them in the mouth of a newborn baby. Our baby. One I will get to see being born and hold and watch grow up from the beginning. That does it for me. I send my cock into her womb and yell my finale. Our mouths fuse together yet again, letting the cum drain inside her where it belongs. Falling down onto the bed, I pull her on top of me and kiss her head as we both try to catch our breaths.

“Whatever you decide to do baby, you won’t have to do it alone. You won’t be alone ever again.” I vow as we both fall asleep.It’s been a week since the BBQ and though she is no longer moping around, I can still tell she is not settled. I hope today helps. Kari and I are having our daddy-daughter date we decided to have every Friday after school. One of the first things we did was enroll Kari in elementary school. I know she is a bit behind, socially, but otherwise, Lisette has done an amazing job. Girl is smart as a whip. The three of us have done something every day. We have gone to the movies, to the zoo, to the park for a picnic. We have even gone dog shopping. I have always been against animals because they require as much work as a human but shit on the ground. However, when my baby girl looks me in the face and says, ‘please Daddy’ what the hell am I supposed to say? So, we are on the hunt for a dog. Today, she and I are going to Color Me Mine. It’s a ceramic place her teacher told the class about. It’s where you get to paint and decorate a ceramic piece of your choice. Anything you want. We are going to do this and then it is out to dinner for the two of us to Pizza Palace. Her favorite place.

“Daddy, can I ask you a question?” She asks as she is decorating her princess piggy bank and me my Iron Man coffee mug. What? Never too old for Marvel.

“Of course, you can, Princess. What do you want to know?”

“Are you and Mommy going to get married? My friends’ mommies and daddies are married. How come you are not?” Well shit! I sit back in my seat and look at the serious, yet sad face of my baby girl and know I have fucked up. I mean don’t misunderstand, I was planning on asking her. Soon. I just wanted to give her more time to reacclimate. However, looking at the forlorn face of my daughter, I know I need to step it up.

“Absolutely baby girl. As a matter of fact, I need you to help me plan something special. Your mama deserves something perfect for a proposal. Don’t you think?”

“Yep,” she says with her chest sticking out and her eyes gleaming with excitement.

“Great. So, while we are out today, we should go see your cousin Torran and pick out a ring. What do you think?”

“Yes. Can we go now? Can we? Can we?” She is bouncing up and down in her chair. I laugh so hard I almost fall out of mine. My kid is so fucking cute.

“Are you done coloring your piggy bank?”

“YES!” she declares throwing her arms up in the air. I chuckle as I pick up both of ours and give to the associate. Before I know it, we are inside of Jorgensen Jewelers.

“It’s about damn time, Unc. Let me go get the tray.” He walks to the back and comes out with our heirlooms. He begins explaining to Kari about the meaning of these pieces as I look over them. I find the exact one I am looking for.