Chapter 5

May stood and stretched her arms above her head. She yawned. “I'm going to take a shower. I'll be down in a few with the novels,” she said before she disappeared around the corner, not thinking it odd that neither Ocean nor her father said anything to her.

The moment she was gone, Ocean turned and pressed her lips to Jonas' ear. “She's…” Her expression softened when she saw his tears. She cupped his cheek and used her thumb to brush the moisture away.

“It's okay, Daddy,” she whispered. “I've got you.” She turned, with his dick still in her pussy, so she faced him. This way, she could see his face while he rode him in a cowgirl pose.

She moved her hips and Jonas froze.

“That's it, Daddy,” she whispered against his neck, her lips brushing the salt of his skin. “Let go. I've got you.”

His hands found her hips, and he gripped hard enough to bruise, but he didn't push her away.

“I can't—” His voice broke, a sob tearing through the words. He made it seem like he hadn't given in to this before. “Ocean, I can't—”

“You can.” She kissed the corner of his mouth. “You will do it for me.”

She adjusted the angle and lifted her hips just enough to let him slide almost all the way out before sinking back down. The sound that escaped his lips vibrated through his chest and into hers.

“Yes,” she breathed. “Like that. Feel how wet I am for you, Dad.”

Jonas closed his eyes as tears leaked from beneath his lashes, tracking down his stubbled cheeks. Ocean caught one with her thumb, brought it to her lips, and tasted it.

She moved faster, her thighs burning with the effort. Her arousal built again despite the orgasm she'd already had. She could feel herself clenching around him, drawing him deeper, and milking him with every upward roll of her hips.

“Look at me,” she commanded, and he did. “I want to see your face when you come inside me again.”

He shook his head. “I shouldn't—”

“Isn't it too late to act like a saint when you fucked and claimed me last night? Why? Do you think this will make your guilt any less than it is?” She leaned in and pressed her forehead against his. “We're both going to hell for this. There's no way you'll get yourself out of it.”

A sob wracked his body, and his hands slid up her back to pull her closer. “Ocean…”

“Own your sin, daddy, and give me exactly what I want.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and her lips found his ear. “Come for me,” she whispered. “Come inside me again, Daddy. Fill me up. I want to feel you.”

His body convulsed as a shudder started in his spine and radiated outward. His hips jerked up into her as he came. It was different this time. Her words had hit him just at the core of his morality. He wasn't scared, even though he knew what they were doing would get him eternal condemnation. Instead, it made him want to own the sin like she had asked him to, to let go of the guilt and stop making it seem like she forced him.

He was stronger and could have stopped her from doing what she did last night, but he gave in to her because deep down, that sadistic evil side of him had always wanted this.

Her pussy clenched around his cock as it tried to milk him dry as she moved again. He was oversensitive, and every move felt like she was about to break his dick in two. His dick hardened as she continued to move her hips, trying to get him to another painful climax.

“I'm going to make you come so hard you forget your name,” she murmured, her lips brushing his. “And then I'm going to go take a shower, and you're going to sit here and think about what we did. And tonight, after Mum goes to sleep, you're going to come to my room.”

His eyes widened. “Ocean—”

“You will come to my room,” she repeated, her voice leaving no room for argument, “and you're going to fuck me until I can't walk. And then we're going to do it again in the morning.”

Jonas tried to protest, but she beat him right to it. “I love you, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice soft and sincere. “And I know you love me, too.”

She moved faster, chasing the edge, feeling the heat build between them again. He was close.

“Come for me,” she said, her voice a command. “Come for me, Daddy. One more time.”

And he did, instantly shooting his load into her pussy just like she had asked, coating the inside of her walls with his seed.

“Good boy,” she breathed, the words slipping out before she could stop them. “My good boy.”

He didn't seem to notice the role reversal, or if he did, he didn't protest. He just collapsed against her, his head falling to her shoulder.

She held him until he got his breath back, then she kissed his cheek and lifted herself off his lap. His cock slipped out, and his cum ran down her thighs.

She stood and adjusted her skirt, smoothing it back into place. Her thighs were sticky, and her body hummed with satisfaction. She looked like a girl who had just been thoroughly fucked, and she loved it.

Jonas didn't bother to tuck his cock in. He just watched her, like he was still in a daze.

Ocean smiled down at him. “I'll see you tonight, Daddy.”

She turned and walked toward the hallway, her hips swaying just a little more than necessary. At the doorway, she paused and looked back over her shoulder.

“Try to clean yourself up before Mum gets out. Wouldn't want her to find out what a terrible father you've been.”

Then she was gone, her footsteps soft on the wooden floor, leaving him alone in the kitchen.

Jonas drew in a breath, knowing, deep down that this was the start of something he should have freaking stopped when he had the chance. Now, he couldn't. He knew they would continue sinking into the dark until they got swallowed by the abyss….

THE END