Sorry for the late story, I know it's been a while, but I hope that you enjoy the latest chapter. I think that I'm going to finish up this story so that I can move on to other stories. So I would really appreciate it if you could comment and give private feedback on things you would like to see in the final chapter. Please remember that though this story is fine to read by itself reading previous chapters might also help. As always thank you for the support and enjoy the story.
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I woke up sore as hell and groaned at the sunlight streaming onto my face. I rolled and rolled before going back to sleep. When I awoke again daddy was in the bathroom and I smiled. I opened my mouth to say hi, but my throat was really dry and sore and I started to cough. He looked up at me and brought me a glass of water which I eagerly drank.
"Hey sleepyhead. How you doing?" he asked a look of concern in his eyes that made me smile.
"I'm fine daddy, Everything just feels a bit sore from yesterday." I said with as much reassurance as I could muster. He stroked my cheek while looking at me and smiled then lightly kissed my forehead.
"Baby it's a little after 5pm, do you think you'll be ok with going out tonight at 11?" Daddy asked.
Grinning I replied, "Of course daddy, just let me get a few more hours sleep and I'll be fresh as a daisy."
He just laughed kissed my forehead again and left the room. I once again rolled onto my side and went back to sleep. I woke up around 10:15pm yawning and stretching. Immediately I got up and brushed my teeth before heading downstairs to look for daddy. I found him in the kitchen washing some dishes. Standing in the doorways I admired him with a smile, while he worked. He turned around, probably feeling my eyes on his back, and smiled. I walked to him and kissed him, "Hey baby, how'd you sleep?" he asked.
"Fine I suppose. would've been better if you stayed in bed with me though." I mumbled against his shoulder.
He just kissed my forehead again and replied, "If I was in that bed with you, we wouldn't have been sleeping."
His frankness made me blush and I immediately went to the fridge to get some juice. As I bent over to get the OJ from the back of the fridge I heard his soft growl and felt his hand come down hard on my exposed backside. I gasped at the sudden blow and stood to find him staring at my almost naked form. I hadn't realised that I'd thrown on one of his red shirts to come downstairs and I don't think he did either... until he realised I had no underwear underneath.
He crossed the small space between us, having moved closer to slap my ass and then stepped back to see my reaction, in one long stride and gripped the back of neck with his big hand.
"You little slut, trying to tease me into fucking you?" he almost growled looking down at me.
It was all I could do not to swoon in his arms as I felt the heat of his hand and hard body pressed against my soft one. I couldn't breath properly so I just shook my head feebly. He wasn't impressed.
"Yes you were, wearing one of my shirts to show off your tight ass," as he said 'tight ass' he reached around to squeeze it with his other hand, "I am not here for you to fuck.... You're here for me to use. Is that clear?"
I nodded as my breathing quickened, not in fear, or even anxiety, but in pure lust and desire. Johnny pushed me to my knees and freed the massive cock that I loved so much. He gripped the back of my head and proceeded to slide his cock in and out of my mouth while I closed my eyes, loving the feeling. He pulled my head towards him making me swallow his thick meat. 'oh fuck this is so good.' was all I could think before he pulled me off his cock and up to my feet. Still gripping the back of my head with his right hand he held my chin in his left and made me look him in his eyes.
"Whose are you, slut?" Johnny murmured to me. His deep rumbling voice sending shivers down my spine. I was so entranced by his voice that I didn't answer.... which was a big mistake.
"I said; Whose are you, slut?" he repeated quite a bit louder but not yet yelling at me.
Meekly I replied, "I'm yours daddy."
Three words. Three worlds was all it took to change the beast that had roughly fucked my throat, not 2 minutes before, to the gentle, loving man who hugged me close and kissed me, like he was doing now. He kissed me as though I'd just said I love you for the first time, which, for some people, I kind of did. I kissed him back out of instinct and when he was finished he pressed his forehead against mine.
"Say it again baby, one more time."