Maid For Daddy (Please Me, Daddy 3)

“Daddy, you make me feel so good. Oh, fuck!” She cries out as I thrust my cock in and out of her right here on the bathroom counter.

“I’ll always be here to make you feel good, baby girl. I don’t know why you thought you had to hide this from me. It’s been obvious that something is up.” I tell her, giving her a stern look. She’s been acting odd as of late, but I wasn’t entirely sure as to why. I don’t know why she feels the need to keep anything from me, especially now.

“I wasn’t sure how you’d react… I’m sorry, daddy.” Her eyes begin to flick off tears.

“I’m not mad, baby girl. I wish you would’ve told me about the pain sooner instead of making me find out this way. I’ll always be right here for you. I love you.” I assure her, running a hand through her hair as her blue eyes ease up with tears.

I hate seeing her cry; it pains my heart to see her like this. Even though I show her how strong I am on the outside, it doesn’t mean I am inside.

I lift her ass from the counter as she wraps her arms around my neck. I walk out of the bathroom and head down the hall toward our room.

She needs some rest, and as do I. It’s been a day.

As I lay her down on the bed and slide in beside her, she snuggles in close to me as I wrap my arms around her. I look at the

engagement ring carried on her delicate finger, gleaming as it reminds me of the future we have together. I love how proud, how happy she is to wear it, which makes me love her even more. I know I’ve found my forever. My one. My baby girl.