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  She frowns. Her breathing quickens. Her face is flushed, and her nipples stand out, but she doesn’t make a sound.

  “Good girl.”

  Another two minutes. I glance at her pussy to see it dripping. I drag two fingers over the soft, delicate skin and pinch her clit gently.

  A whine leaves her throat.

  Back to my documents.

  “Daddy, I really need to— “

  “Silence.”

  She starts to speak again and I slap her left ass cheek. A string of liquid seeps from her cunt. I catch it with my coffee cup and take a sip.

  Hannah whimpers.

  I’ve almost read through the entire contract, but there’s another stack of agreements to approve. Also got my emails to check.

  Hannah fidgets, moaning now, and I repeat my process for the next hour. Every few minutes I’d touch her pussy once. Her clit once. My hard cock smears my briefs with precum, but I keep it under control.

  “This is fucking ridiculous,” she hisses.

  I reach around to give her ass four smacks in quick succession. Thwack thwack thwack thwack.

  “Language, little girl.”

  “But— “

  Another slap makes her yelp.

  Thirty more minutes pass. Hannah bucks her hips and fists her hands. Her breathing is ragged. Her cunt weeps.

  “Lunchtime,” I say, pushing my chair back.

  Hannah sighs with relief.

  My precious princess thinks I want to eat her pussy, and I will be doing plenty of that later, but her punishment isn’t finished. I pull out my erection and spread my knees. “Put your mouth on it. You have five minutes to make Daddy cum.”

  I start a timer on my watch.

  Her eyes widen. She kneels at once and wraps her lips around my glans, taking me to the back of her throat in no time. I can feel the vibrations in her throat as she adjusts to my size. Her hand squeezes my balls. Another strokes my shaft. She uses everything I taught her about pleasing Daddy, swirling her tongue up and down.

  The sight of her pretty mouth wide around my cock makes me ache for release. She senses I’m close and smiles with her eyes. But Daddy is in charge. Four seconds after the timer runs out, cum shoots up my shaft to splash her mouth.

  “Swallow it,” I say sternly.

  Hannah gulps, and I show her my watch. “Close, but no dice.”

  “Not fair!” she whines. “You can’t treat me this way, Daddy.”

  Seeing her very real discomfort weakens my resolve. I can’t tolerate my girl unhappy. Can’t stomach knowing she needs something I have not provided. But she wants me to be firm. This I know. She needs Daddy to set the rules and punish her when she breaks them.

  My cock hardens again at the sight of my cum dripping down her chin. I rip off her panties. “Get on the floor. Head down, ass up.”

  She assumes the position, showing me her pink holes. I fight the urge to penetrate that tight little ring between her plump cheeks. Gritting my teeth, I put my dick where she needs it, in her drenched pussy. One plunge sends me deep.

  “You have permission to cum,” I growl. “Thank Daddy for fucking you.”

  “Thank you, Daddy!”

  I need this as much as she does, but her pleasure comes first, and I make sure every thrust rubs against the spot in her front wall. I remember exactly where it is from the first time I fingered her.

  When her walls clench and sop, I rise higher to change my angle and use her moans to guide me. Once she’s getting my cock exactly how she wants it, I maintain the stance, fucking straight into her tunnel overflowing with juice.

  Hannah starts thrusting back, her ass cheeks smacking my hips. She feels so good I don’t even want to nut off. Just stay inside her until winter ends, let my precum seed her womb, and pull out in spring once her belly gets big.

  A roar leaves my mouth that sounds like a Neanderthal’s, but that’s exactly what I am right now, claiming my chosen mate.

  “Daddy!” she screams, cumming while I’m balls deep.

  Her walls squeeze me in climax, and that extra pressure shatters my control. My balls feel like molten steel. There is no stopping the flood of cum leaving me to breed her womb.

  I look down to see my girl’s face flat on the carpet, ass still raised, skin glowing. Her cheeks are flushed from my palm. I’ve been spanking her without even realizing it.

  You were too rough. I curse myself and help Hannah up at once, kissing her hair, ready to lay down my life for her comfort.

  She looks up and smiles. “Do it again, Daddy.”

  HANNAH

  I RUB MY belly in bed. Not long after Daddy started spending all his time with me, I got pregnant. It was hardly a surprise. The first four months were just ugh—morning sickness and all that stuff. But then everything changed, and I couldn’t get enough of my big man.

  Maybe I’d totally zoned out in sex ed or something, but no one ever told me your body craves sex in the second trimester.

  Most night I sleep in Daddy’s bed so he can take care of my needs, but he also set up a bedroom for me down the hall, just so we can play our games.

  Like tonight.

  The door opens, and I hear his heavy footsteps pad across the carpet before I open my eyes. Daddy sees me rubbing my clit with legs spread for him. My swollen breasts feel more tender when those fierce eyes rake down my body.

  “What do we have here?” he growls. The hard cock between his thighs is already leaking. He strokes himself as he tsks. “Did I not tell you, little girl? You may not touch yourself. If you need an orgasm, come to Daddy.”

  “Stupid rules,” I grumble.

  “Do I have to punish you, Hannah?” He climbs into bed, wedging between my thighs. Most nights, he would lick my pussy first, but I can tell he doesn’t have the patience tonight. He has that look on his face. Daddy needs to be inside me no matter what.

  “I’ll be a good girl,” I say hastily. “I’m ready for your cock.”

  He can’t hide his smirk, kissing my nipples, rubbing his erection into my swollen folds. With my belly between us, Daddy slides into me at last, and his expression knits with pleasure.

  “You’re always a good girl, my love. No games tonight, no punishment. We will make love.”

  Daddy should know better. I love him, but I want to play like we always do. “That’s not fair! I broke your rule—”

  His scowl cuts me off. Then he winks. “If you talk back, your punishment tomorrow will be extra hard. Tonight is for love, little girl. Tomorrow, Daddy will get dirty all you want. Is that clear?”

  “Y-Yes, Daddy.”

  He turns me on my side and sinks his cock to the base, hugging my body from behind. Love fills me, and I can’t wait what tomorrow brings.

  The End

  Also by Abby Kace

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