Daddy's Little Runaway (Daddy 11)
Chapter Twenty-Three
Devon flipped her skirt up and tore her panties down and off before going for his own zipper. It wasn’t easy because she continued to fight him, kicking and wiggling to get away from him.
He lined his cock up to her cunt and thrust in. She was always so fucking wet. He forced his rigid erection in her pussy to cover his cock with her cream before he pulled out and pushed the head of his cock against her puckered hole.
He was almost shocked when she instantly collapsed, all the fight going out of her.
“It burns, Daddy.”
“I imagine it does. Tell me if it gets to be too much.”
Her hands flattened on the table, and she moaned as she pressed her ass back against him.
He gripped her hips. “Easy, pet. You’ll take my whole cock, and then we’ll talk.”
He worked himself into her and didn’t stop until he bottomed out. His eyes slid closed as he savored the feeling of her heat sucking at his cock.
“There we go, baby. You’ve got your daddy in your bottom.”
“That’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” Zachary said. “I can’t believe it worked that well. Once you stuck your cock in her, she instantly deflated like a balloon.”
Devon had almost forgotten they had an audience, but he didn’t care if his friend saw him discipline his little.
“I’ve been told how to deal with them from the guys in our lives who have a little of their own. When you find yours, I’ll be able to help.”
“God, I hope it’s sooner rather than later.”
Devon turned his attention back to Emma.
“Now tell me again why you think I don’t respect or trust you.”
“Daddy, move,” she whined.
“I’ll give you what you want after you respond to all my questions. Now answer me.”
“First, I listened to a message from a realtor asking to see the house.”
His hands tightened on her hips. “They were going to help assess the property. Is there anything else?”
“I heard you talk about selling the house.”
“I don’t know where you got that, but I wouldn’t do that without your approval. Besides, I know how much that house means to you.”
She moaned and tried to push back against him. “Daddy.”
“Keep talking.”
He grinned when she growled in frustration.
“The other guy you were with talked about the market value, and then I caught you saying you were taking care of it, but there was a lot to fix first.”
“Hell, baby. I wish you had come to me. I was talking to my insurance guy. I wanted to make sure we had adequate insurance on the place, but to really be accurate, the place has to be fixed. You guys barely had any on the place. It will help with the majority of the costs of fixing the house, but it won’t help replace the furniture and antiques that were stolen or destroyed.”
He watched as her hands curled into fists and tears started.
“Do you understand, pet?”
“Yes. I’m sorry,” she cried. “Everything is just so overwhelming. Making sure my aunt is taken care of, finding what is salvageable or if it can be restored, and fixing the house.”
He ran his hands up and down her back. “That’s what I’ve been doing, baby. I know it’s a lot to deal with, so I’m doing the basic stuff before I take you into the house so you can decide what changes you want to make.”
Devon started slowly thrusting into her tight ass, pulling her from her thoughts for the moment. He couldn’t wait another moment to fuck her.
“We’ll talk more in bed.”
She whimpered. “Please, let me come.”
“I will. This will be quick. I can’t hold off too much longer.”
He gripped her hips and started to pound into her. Within a few minutes, they were both groaning as they came. It took another minute for him to gain enough strength to pull out of her and zip up.
He laid a hand on her back. This was the perfect opportunity to get them both comfortable with each other because things like this would happen from time to time, and frankly, he might need Zachary’s help with her sometime.
“I’m going to get a bath started for us, baby. Zachary is going be with you until I get back.”
She nodded but didn’t open her eyes.