All Chapters of Daddy’s Girl [ Her Mother's Husband]: Chapter 141 - Chapter 144

It is slow and measured. Deliciously meticulous. We are both naked, chest to chest in the most intimate embrace, my legs and arms wrapped possessively around him, and he holds me securely to the pillow, burying me into the soft mattress with his weight. I don't mind. I whimper and hold him tighter. We are deeply connected, his thick cock twitching deep inside me as he thrusts gently, maintaining the agonizingly delicious slow pace. He thrusts deep, so deep, I can't breath, he is all I feel, he is everything, and then he starts pulling out slowly and I still can't breath, by the time he drives in again, I have lost my breath over and over again. "I love you, Aleen. I love you so fucking much." Stephane says into my ear, his breath is hot and heavy, sending rivulets of pleasure through me at the rawness in his voice. I gasp when I try to speak because he just buried himself deep inside me again. My heart rate is like someone running a marathon, I feel the reassuring thudding in sync of

"Lucky old bastard!" Mike pats me on the shoulder, smiling proudly, then he directs his nephew to follow him to a seat in the front row. I don't feel lucky. Not right now. I try to keep my eyes on the dramatic slow entrance of Christine but my eyes rove the room looking for a particular face instead. I catch Rodriguez at the far corner of the room. He gives me a nod. Then he steps out. Everybody's eyes are fixed on Christine so I doubt anybody noticed the exchange. I stare at her then, she is getting closer, I wonder how she is able to walk so slowly. A flare of irritation. Does she think this is a wedding? She is in a light pink dress with an open neckline that highlights her full bosom and slim figure. The dress has lacy designs that I think are meant to be bridal, it goes down to her ankles in a flowing pattern. Her hair is done up nicely with loose curls and some flowers pinned into the madness. Her face is bright, not just because of her big smile either, but radiating happin