Page 15 of Daddy's Baby Girl

I slide the dildo out of her pussy and shove it deep into her ass. My girl’s hair is matted to her face as all her holes are stuffed.

“Your ass is greedy, baby. It took the dildo, no problem. Next time, I’m going to double-penetrate your back door.” Fuck, she’s so beautiful. The girl takes my damn breath away. “I love you, Winter. I love you so damn much.”

It’s probably not the most appropriate moment to tell her that for the first time, but I don’t care. I need her to know that she’s my everything.

“You’re my damn world, baby girl. My damn, fuckin’ world. I want you to know you’re the most majestic woman to walk the earth. You’re my queen. My goddamn reason for living. I didn’t know it was possible to be this happy.”

My hips speed up as I thrust forcefully, my balls tightening. “I want to give you everything, Winter.”

I pull my fingers from her mouth before bringing my lips to hers. The kiss is all-consuming. I’m desperate for her to feel everything I hold in my heart on her lips. I groan against her mouth, her tongue tangled with mine as I empty deep inside her.

Dislodging the dildo, I place it on the vanity and scoop Winter into my arms.

“What are you doing?” she mumbles.

“I’m going to wash you and then hold you until we fall asleep.”

“Should we eat before bed?”

I kiss the top of her head. “We can do anything you want, beautiful.”

“Garett?”

“Yes, baby?”

“I love you too.”

“You love me enough to marry me after graduation? I can move anywhere you want. I know you want to do grad school, so we can move to any place you want to attend.”

“What about your work?”

I smile. “I own the company, baby. We can move anywhere I want. As long as you’ll have me, I’m always gonna be yours.”

Winter tightens her hold on my neck and nuzzles her face into my chest. “Yes. I’ll marry you.”

Epilogue

GARETT - THREE YEARS LATER

“Ilove this house,” my wife says as we stand outside the front door to a two-story brownstone in Brooklyn. I wanted to move us into a fancy penthouse in New York City, but Winter was dead set against it. She kept going on and on about wanting a community for our son or daughter. So I found this house and redecorated it inside as a surprise.

“Are you ready?” I ask, rubbing her giant, pregnant belly.

She turns to look at me, a huge grin on her pretty face. “I saw it already.”

“Well, I made some changes.” I fish out the key and dangle it in front of her.

She snatches it from me, walks up the front steps, and turns the lock. “I can’t believe you did this in the middle of winter.”

“It was more the fall. I wanted it done by Christmas so you could nest.”

“What do you know about nesting?”

I kiss the top of her head. “If it’s about you and your needs, I know everything, baby girl. You should know that by now.”

I hoist Winter into my arms when she moves to enter the house, cradling her to my chest. “Wait a second, baby.”

“Put me down, Garett. I’m far too big to carry,” she shrieks.