MasukWhere are you?The text comes from Brysonās phone. I text him back that Iām still in line for one of the rollercoasters. I know Iāll be late for lunch. Iām sorta hoping that I miss it completely. Iād rather just get one of those huge turkey legs and a churro. Not exactly healthy, but itās a vacation. As I zigzag through the line alone, I get another text from Bryson.Landmark?I tell him where to find me and keep an eye out. When I see him walking up beside the line of people behind me, Iām surprised heās alone. I smile and wave when he gets close. He looks relieved when he spots me.āDo you need your shirt?ā I ask.āUnfortunately.āāYou could just tell her you couldnāt find me.āāI wouldnāt want to get you in trouble.āI shrug. āI donāt mind. I was planning on skipping most of the family gatherings, anyway. Whatās she going to do? She canāt ground me to the hotel room and she sure as hell wonāt stay there to make sure that I do.āāNo, but she can punish you when we get home.āāItā
āThe kidsā table? Iām eighteen.āāYour cousin Sarah is nineteen and I donāt see her complaining,ā Mom says.I huff out a breath and roll my eyes. Sarahās in college and brought her boyfriend to the family reunion. Of course, she doesnāt mind sitting at the kidsā table. Theyāre both totally cracking up about it. Itās a lot less of a joke for me when Iām by myself.āWhen youāre twenty-one, you can move to the adult table where the wine flows freely,ā Mom says.I snort. Thatās a really easy way to make sure that when all the adults get drunk, they donāt accidentally give any alcohol to the kids. Momās family reunions are crazy before the alcohol. Afterward, itās like a weird rave with a bunch of dad bods and mom bods.I look over at my stepdad, Bryson. He looks even more miserable than I feel. Heās a little uptight on the best of days, but with a few of Momās cousins trying to flirt with him, he looks positively stiff.With all Momās siblings and cousins around, sure Iām treated like
Even that, even those wet little presses of his lips, have me panting. Just as his mouth hovers over my opening and I can feel his breath against my sensitive skin, someone comes into the barn.All the tension leaves my body and I collapse onto the blanket-covered wood beneath me in desolation. If they take Daddy away from me again, Iām going to cry. I hear John talking with a couple of the ranch hands. I donāt recognize all the voices.When I feel the rasp of a tongue circle my opening, I pull in a sharp breath. Daddyās hands tighten on my thighs in warning, so I pull a corner of the blanket over to cover any noises that break free from my pressed lips.āSo sweet,ā Daddy whispers.I lift my hips to his mouth, begging for more. With slow deliberation, his flexed tongue presses inside me. When the beard scruff on his cheeks digs into my thighs and heās as deep inside me as he can go, he flicks his tongue up.My back arches as if heās pulled a string and my spine curves under the pressu
Daddy has me ride Pom back home while he helps John fix the fence. I wonāt deny that Iām disappointed, but that orgasm was the best of my life. I really, really hope thereās more like that in the near future.When I step into the kitchen, Momās at the table, eating lunch.āI thought you were going to be gone for a while.āI put away the snacks I packed to take with me so I could enjoy the nice day and maybe even read a book. That had been my plan before Daddy...became Daddy.āA couple of guys from my school were racing on the road and tore through the fence, so Ry had me come home.āāTore through the fence?āāYeah, I think the mud got him and his car slid down off the road.āāIs he okay?āāCasey? Heās fine, but his car wonāt recover.āāBetter his car than him,ā Mom says.I grunt in agreement as I make myself a sandwich.āYou going to head back out once Ry gets home?āNormally I would, but today⦠āNo. Iām going to relax for a while then go make sure Pomās settled. She didnāt get as muc
āYour naughty little words, that little plea, are going to keep me hard as a rock,ā Daddy says.I smile up at him.Daddy shakes his head at me, but his hips flex forward and his erection digs harder into my hip. His hand slips under my tank top, pushing aside the little band of elastic that is the shelf bra, and he holds my breast, flicking the nipples with his thumbs.I arch and moan and spread my legs so he can settle between them. His shaft is now exactly where I want it. I need to get my pants off so he can push inside me.He lifts onto his elbows enough that he can tug my shirt down, baring me to him. I watch him as he sees me for the first time. His lips tip up in a grin as my breasts shimmy with my quivering breaths.āSuch sweet little nipples. Fuck, Daisy. I want to eat you up. I want to lick and suck every inch of you.āāYes.āHe chuckles and leans forward. Just as his lips part to take in one of my nipples, his radio beeps from where itās clipped to his loosened belt. The cr
āOn your knees,ā he says.āWhat?āāYou heard me. And the correct response is the one you just gave and then obedience.āThe one I just gave? Oh. He wants me to call himā¦I lower to my knees. āYes, Daddy.āHe steps closer and tosses my blanket off to the side. He cups his hand under my chin, then tilts my face up so Iām looking straight into his eyes.āYour mom thinks youāve got something going on with one of your teachers at school. Is that true?āI shake my head, but I canāt move it much since heās holding me still.āAnswer me, Daisy.āāNo.āāRemember who youāre talking to,ā he says.āNo, Daddy. I donāt have a crush on a teacher.āāThen who? One of my hands?āāNo, Daddy. Just you.āThe satisfaction that lights his grey eyes has a shiver running down my spine. Iāve never seen him look so happy. I never knew he wanted me. I would have laid myself out on my eighteenth birthday if Iād known.āJust me,ā he whispers. āOnly me.āHe runs his thumb along my bottom lip, his gaze locked on my m







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