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  Daddy’s Hardwood:

  A Taboo Story

  By Abby Kace

  Daddy’s Hardwood: A Taboo Story is a work of fiction intended for adult readers only. All characters therein are 18 years old or older and not related by blood. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to events, locales, or actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

  Copyright © 2019 by Abby Kace

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  Daddy’s Hardwood

  ELLIS

  My watch shows 1:02 a.m. by the time Hannah gets home. I’ve been pacing in my study. If she hadn’t texted to tell me she’s all right, I would’ve gone out to find her. Drag her back if need be. My little girl turned eighteen two weeks ago but still acts like a spoiled princess.

  It’s my fault.

  I loved to spoil her. Still do.

  After Hannah moved in with me this summer, I only had one rule. Always return home before dark. The roads out here are treacherous at night, and the Alaskan wilderness is unforgiving. But she ignores her curfew anytime she wants. Hannah still thinks she’s in her grandparents’ gated neighborhood in New Jersey, where the worst that can happen is a broken streetlight.

  I wait in the study five minutes longer for her to come in and apologize. But nothing. Her footsteps travel up the grand staircase and disappear.

  Walking down the hallway, I hear water splashing. The bathroom door is slightly ajar. She must be taking a bath.

  My cock hardens when I think of her wide, luscious hips and ripe breasts. Hannah has a woman’s body packed into her small figure, and I’ve been bullshitting myself it doesn’t get my attention.

  Heat licks through my balls when I imagine what’s between her creamy thighs. Those thighs have taken too much of my thoughts lately.

  Thighs I want to grab and pry apart. Find out if that pussy still has a cherry.

  Goddammit. She pushed me too far tonight. Tonight she will learn what happens to a bad little girl who can’t follow Daddy’s rules.

  I edge to the door. The spacious bathroom upstairs is one of the largest in my ranch house. There’s a granite tub that could fit two average men, which means it’s just big enough for me to stretch my legs.

  Hannah’s in the tub up to her neck in bubbly water. Eyes closed, she doesn’t notice me. Her clothes are strewn all over the floor. I see the little panties beside her jeans and feel my cock jerk. I snatch them up. The scent of her pussy is fresh and sweeter than honey.

  I walk over to the tub, still holding her panties, and glare down.

  Her eyes open suddenly. “Ellis? Wha—” She covers her chest with one arm. A blush hits her face. “What are you doing?”

  “You will address me as Daddy.” My voice sounds too fucking harsh. I don’t want to scare her, but there’s no controlling the animal in me.

  We stare at each other in silence before she notices what I’m holding.

  “Are those . . . ?”

  “You left them on the floor, Princess. Look at this mess. Do you know how late it is?”

  Her eyes travel down my torso and her mouth opens in shock at the bulge between my thighs. She bites her lip. “I texted, told you I’d be late. I met some people in town.” She adds in a tiny voice, “Daddy.”

  “People? Men?”

  “Um, yeah. Some of them were guys, Brian’s friends. It was fine. They showed me around that’s all.”

  Not fine. The thought of strangers laying eyes on my baby girl makes me want to smash the wall. She’s a treasure too good for any man, and no one else will touch what’s mine. Yes, this is clear now. Mine.

  I unbutton my shirt.

  HANNAH

  My heart’s racing so fast I can barely breathe. Oh my god. Ellis—Daddy—stares like he wants to devour me. Maybe I’m imagining it? But I’m not imagining the shape in his pants.

  He raised me! I mean, yeah, he dumped me with Grandma and Grandpa the last two years so he can build a lumber company in Alaska, but he’s my stepdad.

  This is beyond wrong.

  So why do I feel warm all over? And it’s not the water or the steam, it’s his massive frame that towers over me. Muscles stack his body. He’s supposed to be a CEO or whatever, but Daddy wouldn’t look out of place chopping down a forest or wrestling bears. His six-pack is thick, powerful, and so different from the dainty gym abs I’ve seen on guys before.

  Stop it, Hannah. You are not checking out the one man on the planet you should never, ever crush on.

  But I can’t stop . . .

  “Sit up. I want to see your tits.”

  His voice cuts through the fog of desire. “Excuse me?”

  Daddy bends over the tub. “I warned you the day you moved in, there would be consequences if you don’t follow my rules.” His jaw tightens. “Staying out late is against my rules, nugget.”

  Nugget? He hasn’t called me that since forever. Nugget was Daddy’s pet name for me when I was younger, because I was his little nugget of joy, so cute or whatever. He explained it once. Ugh. I used to hate being called that, but after he left for Alaska, I started missing the stupid name.

  He wants to see my breasts?

  Tits. The crude word he used.

  “I won’t ask you again, little girl.”

  My pussy clenches every time he calls me a little girl and I have no idea why. My arm falls away. I sit straighter, my chest above the water, and heat smothers my face.

  A vein rises on Daddy’s neck. “You’ve blossomed,” he growls, almost like he’s talking to himself.

  I can’t begin to process my feelings.

  Daddy reaches down and cups my breasts like he’s testing them. A gentle squeeze makes me gasp. “You’d make any dick hard in town with these tits. That won’t do. No fucking way.”

  The tent in his pants gets bigger. There’s no way to ignore it now.

  My eyes jump between Daddy’s thing and his handsome face that’s all angles and rugged planes. The wild light in his eyes makes my tummy flutter.

  “I love you,” Daddy says in a soft voice that catches me off-guard.

  “You left me at Grandma’s for two years! Call that love?”

  “Had no choice, Hannah. You’re here now, and I’ll make it up to you.”

  “H-How?”

  Daddy hauls me out of the water to my feet, and even standing in the tub, which is a few inches off the ground, I only reach his chest.

  The whole house is temperature-controlled no matter how cold it gets outside, but I still shiver. It’s a hot shiver.

  Daddy looks over my body. When I cover my sex with one hand on instinct, he pulls the hand away.

  “You will not hide from me.”

  My nipples pucker into points. The throb between my thighs feels so sharp I must be flushed down there.

  “Has anyone touched your little pussy before?”

  “N-No, Daddy.”

  ELLIS

  I clench my jaw, opening and closing my hands. That pussy is mine. She will cum her heart out and I’ll be the one making her.

  The animal inside me takes over.

  “Why is your pussy smooth?” I growl.

  Hannah gulps. She looks embarrassed and I hate the look. My princess needs to understand how fucking hot she is, and I don’t care if it’s shaved or not, but the smoothness makes her look even more off-limits. If she weren’t so curvy, and those hips wide enough to carry my babies, I’d be bothered, but with the rest of that sweet body, she’s ripe for eating.

  And fucking.

  Breeding.

  My straining cock threatens to break free of the zipper.

  “Answer me, nugget. Do yo
u shave your cunt?”

  Her hand goes to her mouth. “Daddy! That’s a bad word!”

  “Not when I say it, not when it’s you I mean. Then it’s the most beautiful fucking word in existence. Tell me, why does my princess shave her little pussy?”

  “My friends went bare,” she mutters. “I just picked up the habit, not that you would know. A lot happens when you’re sixteen and seventeen, Daddy. You missed two years of my life—”

  I put a finger on her pouty mouth. The finger slides down to her left breast, and I grab a handful to feel the softness, the sensation of ripe, feminine flesh going straight to my balls.

  She needs this as much as I do. Her slit drips with sticky desire, and those nipples look so stiff it’s a goddamn miracle my mouth isn’t already sucking them.

  Losing the last shred of my self-control, I pull out my hard cock and stroke. Cum leaks out of me in thick strands while Hannah gapes.

  “Daddy,” she breathes.

  “Do you see what you do to me?” I growl.

  For a moment, the only thing left in her eyes is wonder. “Is it . . . supposed to be that big?”

  “No, baby girl. It’s not supposed to get big in front of you. But it is.”

  “T-That’s not what I meant. I’ve never seen one that big.” She bites her lip. “Hard or soft.”

  “And how many dicks have you seen?” My voice is loud, but this anger is not directed at my princess, but at any man who thinks he’s good enough for her.

  “None!”

  I hold her chin. “None?”

  “Not for real. It’s called the internet, Daddy.”

  I lift her out of the tub by her waist. She squeals, startled by my sudden move. I carry her to the nearest wall, set her down, and turn her around.

  My palm cracks against Hannah’s lush ass. Those cheeks ripple, plump and soft. I give her another smack to remind my little girl who’s in charge. My cock is bursting.

  “Daddy!”

  “Will you follow my rules, Hannah?”

  A whine leaves her mouth. Water drips off her smooth body to puddle on the stone-paved floor. “Yes,” she says in a tiny voice.

  “Are you going to come home late again?”

  She rears her ass, as if daring me to go further. “What if I do?”

  “I’ll punish you.”

  “Like you’re doing now?”

  There’s the hint of a tease in her voice, which only makes me harder. I can’t wait. Need to feel her. Hannah shudders against the wall as I rub my erection between her thighs, smearing my precum on her soft skin. My balls are aching.

  “What are you doing?” she gasps. “This is teaching me manners?”

  “This is teaching you something else.”

  I turn her around to face me and hold her hands overhead. Her innocent doe eyes pour into mine. All my life, I always go after what I want until it’s mine, and this is no different. No—it is different because I’ve never wanted anything more. And never will again. I’m taking that cherry, consequences be damned.

  “I’ve never done it before,” she blurts out.

  “Daddy knows.”

  My eyes fix on the silky wetness coating her inner thighs and virgin pussy lips. I place my hand under her, not even touching, and the heat wafting off her cunt makes me groan. I reach higher until my fingers are an inch from her folds. Girl juice drizzles my palm, and I lick it off.

  The sweetest taste in creation.

  Her pussy is mine, all that honey mine alone. I nearly slam into her, but I’d rather die than give Hannah pain. She will enjoy her first time, and every time after that, but she will give me her cherry tonight. Even if the sky falls, I will be balls deep in my little girl.

  I stroke Hannah’s folds with the tips of my fingers, and her mouth presses shut. She slides her feet apart, grinding on my hand.

  “Are you ready for Daddy’s cock, little girl?”

  She won’t answer.

  My fingers dance over her tender folds, rubbing circles around her clit. I nuzzle her hair then trace my tongue along the tip of her ear. “Answer me.”

  “Do I have a choice?” she moans.

  I look into her eyes and know the answer she wants to hear, and I give it, “No, nugget. You don’t. Refuse, and I will show you what happens to a naughty little princess who denies her daddy.”

  The sparkle in her eyes tells me I gave the correct answer.

  “What’s gonna happen?” she stammers.

  “I will lick your little pussy until you say yes.”

  “Oh. Well, maybe you should try that first.” She bites her lower lip. “Daddy.”

  On my knees already, I pry her thighs apart and bring my mouth to her sweet hole, licking around her lips, smearing her honey all over my tongue. Can’t get enough. I stroke my cock with one hand to keep from going insane.

  Her fingers are in my hair, holding me down, and she’s all but fucking my mouth with her cunt. “Daddy,” she gasps over and over. “Is it supposed to feel so good?”

  I pause to look up like a hunter eyeing his prize. “Yes, nugget. It’s supposed to.”

  She nods impatiently, urging me to continue, and I suck out her juices for minutes.

  When she starts shaking too much, I lean back and run a finger between her sticky folds. Just enough to part the delicate crease. She’s so tight she barely opens, her hymen just inside. I catch her dripping juices with my greedy tongue.

  “Have you decided to let Daddy into your pussy?”

  “Y-Yes.”

  I stand up, but keep my hand between her legs and push the middle finger in, sliding past her cherry. Rubbing higher, I feel a rough patch in her front wall and drum on it.

  “Oh god!” She grabs my wrist and thrashes like a kitten in water.

  “Do you know what I’m touching?”

  She shakes her head.

  “That’s your G-spot, Princess.” And I will remember its precise location.

  “I-Is it? Didn’t think I had one.”

  “It has only gone undiscovered.”

  I bring up my hand and taste her sweet cunt again, a jolt shooting through my body. Lifting her by the hips, I line up at her pussy, slowly guiding Hannah onto my hard cock.

  Her mouth falls open and her arms loop around my neck.

  I tighten the muscles at the base of my stalk, to keep from thrusting too soon or cumming too soon. Her folds cling to me as I push through her virginity. She doesn’t look in pain, but her expression is tense.

  Keeping my grip on her thighs, I know something else will make this even better. “Play with your clit, little girl.”

  Her eyes go wide. “N-Now?”

  “Yes. Don’t worry, Daddy’s got you.”

  She keeps one hand on my shoulder, the other dropping below to rub her clit. Her eyelids flutter.

  “Oh Daddy, you’re right.”

  That’s all the permission I need to push my cock halfway into this tight pussy, her juices overflowing around my shaft. The heat in her cunt chokes me. Already my balls draw up.

  I squeeze my buttocks as I thrust in another inch, and I watch her expression. “Breathe, nugget.”

  She whimpers. I look down at her tits and stiff nipples. I’m dying to suckle them but can’t spare the attention. A fourth of my shaft is still outside her pussy, and I won’t stop until every inch is inside. The sweet tang of her virginity fills my nose. Seeing her small fingers roll across that nub over her stretched lips makes me groan.

  I sink to the balls and swallow her cry with a kiss. Her sheath grips me, wet heat seeping into my shaft. Cum boils in my balls. I tighten my abs and feel the deep burn as I squeeze back a full climax.

  We’re pressed together, her breasts flush on my chest. With no room for her hand, Hannah grabs my shoulders again.

  I wait for her walls to adjust, grinding on her clit all the while. Once she’s moaning so much I can’t get a good kiss, I know it’s time to give my little girl the fucking she needs. The fucking only Dad
dy can give her.

  Slowly, I slide my cock back with a squelch. “These hips of yours were meant to carry babies, Princess. And that’s what Daddy will give you.”

  “Oh god,” she moans.

  I can no more control my body now than I can control the sun.

  My first plunge makes her arch, and I hold her tighter, building up the lengths of my frenzied thrusts.

  Her cries pierce my ears. I can only interpret them as cries for more because nothing can stop me from pounding her little pussy, rutting my girl against the wall. The curves of her body ripple to our motions.

  I angle up so my tip drags over her front wall, hitting her G-spot.

  “Fuck!” she screams.

  “Language,” I say sternly.

  Even though she’s stretched wide open and taking my cock to the base, my brave little girl manages to roll her eyes. “Whatever,” she gasps.

  I pump harder in her juices. My hands tighten under her ass cheeks, pulling and molding Hannah’s softness. Her hips twist like she’s cumming already.

  “Daddy!”

  Tight pulses squeeze my dick.

  “What?”

  Her eyes plead with me. “I think, I think it’s happening.”

  “Orgasm?”

  She nods.

  “Good girl.” But if Hannah thinks one orgasm is all I demand tonight, she’s in for a surprise. “Cum for Daddy.”

  She screams as her walls strangle me, a sudden burst of heat sweeping along my length. My cock never stops moving.

  “What are you doing?” she moans.

  “Gonna keep fucking until you cum again.”

  My mouth falls on her tits and I suckle each nipple. Hannah’s eyes roll back, and within minutes her cunt tenses again. Her cries make my ears ring.

  “I’m cumming!” she cries.

  “Time for Daddy’s turn, baby.” And there’s only one place I will release my seed.

  She’s beyond words, moaning and writhing while her legs rub against my sides. Her pussy feels burning hot, still quaking.

  “Open your eyes,” I growl. “Look at Daddy when he breeds you.”

  She obeys. With one final thrust, I plunge to the balls and leave my cock inside her sopping hole. Cum races up my shaft to flood her tunnel.