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“Shh. I’m not going to fuck you yet. I want you spread out before me the first time I feel your pussy stretch around me. I want to see my cock work in and out of you.”His words have my hips shifting restlessly. I push back as he pushes forward and his cock slips between my thighs. I move my feet closer so I can press my thighs together.“That’s it,” he groans in my ear. “That’s Daddy’s good girl. Get me off, princess. Hold me as tight as you can.”His shaft rubs along the lips of my pussy. I arch my back, pressing my ass into his groin. The new angle has my pussy lips parting slightly and coating him with my wetness. Between his precum and the slick leftovers of my epic orgasm, he glides easily between my thighs.On the next forward push, his blunt tip flicks my clit. I reach back and grip his hip with one hand as the other presses against the tree trunk to

The sun heats my face. It’s not spring yet, so I close my eyes and enjoy the unexpected warmth. My horse, Pomelo, snorts nearby, and it comforts me to know that I’m not fully alone.I grew up in a more suburban area. Since my mom married my stepdad, and we moved to his ranch, I’ve enjoyed all the country has to offer.Riding Pomelo is definitely my favorite thing about living in the wide open space. I pull tighter on the sleeves of the flannel shirt I tied around my waist when I got too hot. My tank top isn’t quite warm enough, but I’m not willing to put the warmer shirt back on just yet.I let my hands float out at my sides to the edges of the small blanket I set down. I smooth my hands backward and forward, running my fingertips over the tips of the tall stalks of grass. I feel the breeze move them against my skin as I do.The smell of hay and grass — and even a little of the manure and cow pies — surrounds me and reminds me where I am.I hear hoofbeats approaching and look over t

“On your knees,” he says.“What?”“You heard me. And the correct response is the one you just gave and then obedience.”The one I just gave? Oh. He wants me to call him…I lower to my knees. “Yes, Daddy.”He steps closer and tosses my blanket off to the side. He cups his hand under my chin, then tilts my face up so I’m looking straight into his eyes.“Your mom thinks you’ve got something going on with one of your teachers at school. Is that true?”I shake my head, but I can’t move it much since he’s holding me still.“Answer me, Daisy.”“No.”“Remember who you’re talking to,” he says.“No, Daddy. I don’t have a crush on a teacher.”“Then who? One of my hands?”“No, Daddy. Just you.”The satisfaction that lights his grey eyes has a shiver running down my spine. I’ve never seen him look so happy. I never knew he wanted me. I would have laid myself out on my eighteenth birthday if I’d known.“Just me,” he whispers. “Only me.”He runs his thumb along my bottom lip, his gaze locked on my m

Daddy has me ride Pom back home while he helps John fix the fence. I won’t deny that I’m disappointed, but that orgasm was the best of my life. I really, really hope there’s more like that in the near future.When I step into the kitchen, Mom’s at the table, eating lunch.“I thought you were going to be gone for a while.”I 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.“A couple of guys from my school were racing on the road and tore through the fence, so Ry had me come home.”“Tore through the fence?”“Yeah, I think the mud got him and his car slid down off the road.”“Is he okay?”“Casey? He’s fine, but his car won’t recover.”“Better his car than him,” Mom says.I grunt in agreement as I

“Maya, I haven’t seen you in a while.”I smile and nod at Mr. Butcher, even though he gives me the creeps. He’s way too old to be flirting with an eighteen-year-old. Not to mention that I’m barely eighteen and the flirting has been happening for years. The guy’s at least eighty. He could be my grandpa, easily.“How are you, Mr. Butcher?”“Oh, come on. That makes me feel old. Call me George.”“We’ve taught her to respect her elders,” my stepfather breaks in.I have to admit that I’m relieved he’s close by. One time, good old George pinched my ass. Well, it was more of a caress than a pinch, but it made me jolt and throw up a little in my mouth a little.The weird thing is that I like older men. I mean, my stepdad, West, is a total hottie. If he weren’t my stepdad, I’d totally do him. If we’re being 100% honest,