Daddy's Law (Lost Coast Daddies Romance Book 4)

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by Olivia Fox


  He covered my clit with frosting. “I’m going to savor this juicy clitty just like the sweet dessert it is.”

  His tongue writhed and lapped against the split of my lady bits until he found the bull’s eye he was seeking.

  My groan filled the room as he licked my bundle of nerves and shoved two huge fingers inside me. I convulsed around him and began to match pace with his shoving fingers, needing to be filled so badly.

  “God, this pussy is pink sugar.”

  He dove in again, returning to my sensitive nub, and sucked, applying pressure with the tip of his tongue at the same time. I panted and twitched, convulsively, pressing Daddy’s face deeper into my pussy. His fingers pumped me relentlessly, and I moaned louder with each passing second, my neck arched back in pure ecstasy as he lashed and lunged at my cunt.

  “Oh, Daddy…,” I keened. “Please don't stop... you’re goin’ to make me come.” I grabbed Buck’s hair, pulling his mouth onto me. “Pleeeeeease….”

  Buck didn’t need training in this arena. He loved to watch me come and applied just the right special forces to the exact target so my body convulsed and began to shudder uncontrollably, and he tongued up my juices as I came down off the ceiling.

  “Mmmmm, that’s what I’m talking about, baby girl. Sweetest course on the menu.”

  He brought himself up to my nipple, sucking and pulling it between his lips while using his tongue to circle it. I couldn’t help it. My toes curled, and I dug my fingers into his shoulder.

  “You can’t fool Daddy, kitten. You want more, don’t you?”

  “Yes, Daddy, I want to feel your big cock in my tight little pussy. I want you to make me scream with your giant cock when you fill me up with your yummy cum.”

  Buck kept tasting my nipple and growled from my dirty talk. He grabbed my hips and pulled me to the edge of the table, placing his hard rod against my aching pussy, causing me to whimper in anticipation.

  “I’ll never take this for granted, baby girl,” he said while rubbing the massive head of his cock along my slit. “You’re precious to Daddy. My moon and my stars.”

  On that last word, he shoved the head of his cock into my aching channel, and I rose to meet him. My pussy stretched tight to fit the jumbo width of him.

  “Please,” I whimpered. “Daddy, I need you to fuck me. Fuck me harder.”

  He gave me what I needed and rammed into me with all of his force. I watched his gladiator muscles as he started to drill away savagely at my sensitive little pussy.

  “Yeah, you like it, don't you? You like me using your hot little pussy like this? You like being Daddy’s little fuck toy. You’re such a good little girl offering your sweet pussy to Daddy.”

  My hips instinctively bucked up to meet him, driven to do so by his hot, horny talk.

  “Daddy, ohhhhh. Buck, don’t stop! Fuck me!” I moaned and thrashed beneath his brawny thrusts, feeling tiny and helpless beneath him.

  My pussy clenched around his cock like a Chinese finger trap, eagerly milking him for cum. He groaned as he strove to grind through the vice grip of my pulsing, slippery pussy.

  He bellowed like an animal, “Okay, kitten, I can’t hold out anymore. I’m gonna come in you!” Arching his back, his manhood drove into the very depth of me, bursting inside while emptying himself of his huge load of baby spray.

  “Oh God, Buck, me toooooooooo!” I arched my back toward him while he tweaked my clit with the pad of his thumb, pushing me past one orgasm and into another. I screamed the biggest term of affection I could think of. “Daaaaaaddy!”

  “Oh yeah, that’s it, my good girl. Take this cum. Take all of my cum.”

  Growl.

  “Mmm… such a good little cock milker,” he snarled in my ear like a love song.

  Chapter Twenty

  Epilogue – Two Years Later

  “Little girl, you make maternity dresses look so good, you look like jailbait.”

  “Buck, you’re so naughty. Stop it.” She flashed me a killer smile. “Don't stop.”

  “You have a problem with me finding you sexy?”

  “No.” She watched as Gracie and Logan helped themselves to three cupcakes at the dessert table. “I’m just saying you gotta pick your time and your place. In case you haven’t noticed, this baby shower isn’t it.”

  It didn't matter where we were, my mind was always thinking lustful thoughts when Roxy was around. I considered it a blessing. There wasn't a day went by when I wasn't grateful for having her at my side.

  “As soon as this baby celebration is over, I'm taking you home to practice making more.”

  “Let me get through having this one first, okay? It's going to be a challenge figuring out how to manage my business and take care of the little one. We both agree I'm going to be a hands-on mom.”

  “And a beautiful fucking mom. Hopefully sucking me plenty too.”

  She playfully whacked my chest.

  Roxy’s business took off with Gracie’s help, and I loved to see her shine under the umbrella of success. The challenges of two years ago seemed a distant memory, and I watched as she grew into her self-confidence as a prosperous businesswoman, loving sister and daughter, and fuckable wife. Okay, she was more than just fuckable. I was just feeling horny.

  “Well, my luscious treat, looks like the helpers have it from here. Let's get home so I can ravish you.”

  “Buck, stop.” Her eyes sparkled, and her smile told me the last thing she wanted me to do was quit it. She still had a hard time accepting my daily, hourly, by the minute compliments, but I couldn’t help giving them. She was truly stunning, and my heart still did a happy summersault every time I saw her.

  She was my favorite person, always had been.

  We walked home as the crickets sang, and the automatic house lights illuminated a glowing path to the front porch. I already had the nursery kitted out with more baby gear than Octomom would ever need. I liked to be prepared.

  Finally, I had her where I wanted her—naked and in bed.

  I was merciless with my mouth as I feasted my fill upon her sweet little girl parts. Like I said, I always reached my goals, and tonight it was going to be ten. Ten orgasms out of my baby girl, and I was already at number four. She was more sensitive than ever in her second trimester.

  I was a lucky guy. Roxy could come like a rocket at the drop of a hat. I knew not all women could, and I would never take her for granted. I knew I needed to learn how to practice mastering her pussy in order to keep it happy.

  “Tell me what I want to hear,” I growled. I looked down on her little glistening nub and rubbed at it with my fingers, watching her tummy rise and fall with her pants. Her cheeks were flushed, and her hair was splayed across the pillow in a way that drove me mad with lust.

  “You’re such a big, strong man, the best cop in all the land.”

  “Try again.” I lowered my head and began the assault with my tongue while slowly shoving two fingers inside of her to find the special spot to make her squirt. I pulled my fingers toward me and lapped at her, alternating stiff licks and gentle sucks until she went crazy beneath me, pumping at the air with her little pussy.

  Five.

  Six.

  “Please! I'll tell you. What do you need to hear? I’ll say anything.”

  “You know. Don't pretend you don't know.”

  “I love you, Daddy! I love you forever until the end of time. Our together is forever!”

  I kissed my way up her slit, past her belly button, between her breasts, and then sucked one nipple and the next. Her tits were even more sensitive as they readied to make milk for our baby.

  “Someday I'm going to suck milk from these.” I grabbed a tit in each hand. Squeezing.

  “Buck! Now you're really being naughty.”

  “I’m gonna squirt your milk all over my cock and fist myself with it. How’s that for naughty?”

  Without warning, I shoved my monster cock inside of her, slowly pumping while emulating the same motion
with my tongue in her mouth. I caught her moan in mine and thrust faster.

  Looking down, I could see the thick width of my rod hammering in and out of her pink passage.

  “God, kitten, I don't know if I can make it to ten.”

  “It's fine. This makes seven for me meeeeeee!”

  I throttled her button to bring her another climax and felt her pussy convulsing around my dick.

  I twisted her nipples, loving the blue veins, which popped up on the skin of her breasts. Everything about pregnant Roxy made me as horny as a teenager. Fuck, who was I kidding? I felt this way around her all of the time. It was impossible, but every time we made love was better, and every day we spent together was the best.

  I pinched harder, seeing how it made my baby girl squirm and moan uncontrollably.

  “I need to hear you scream, little one. Daddy’s not gonna stop until you scream.”

  Cruelly, I pulled out of her—not an easy task with the way she was clutching at my cock. Like I said, I always hit my targets.

  I lowered my face to her juicy lips again to savor the scent and taste of her and put her over the edge.

  Nine.

  Licking and finger fucking without mercy.

  Ten.

  Her juices squirted, covering my face.

  My grunts were like an animal’s as I shoved into her hot tunnel once more. I fucked her like a madman, watching her face turned red, her head tossed from side to side, and her hands grip my forearms.

  The blood was pumping in my man meat, and the pressure was unbearable. In spite of the me wildly humping her, she was still my precious princess. The sweat began to trickle down my back, and I knew I couldn't hold out much longer.

  I drove in and out, until I could no longer stand the pulse of her pussy walls around my dick. My legs stiffened, and I snarled out her name as I spewed my cum inside her like a fire hose.

  “I guess we won’t be able to scream to wake the neighbors once the baby comes. We'll have to figure something out,” she said.

  “Maybe I can get you a gag.”

  “What about you? I think you're louder than me.” She giggled.

  “Not a chance, baby doll. Your shrieks could raise the dead. It’s hot.”

  Suddenly she blurted, “I’m hungry for pizza. Can we get pizza with anchovies, mushrooms, sausage, pepperoni, and cheese?”

  “Didn’t we just eat at the shower?”

  “That wasn’t real food; it was finger food. Besides, I’m eating for two.”

  “Honey, you can get whatever your heart desires. How does it feel to go from being flat broke, fresh out of lockup, to being a girl boss who’s so successful you have ‘fuck you’ money? You can call pizza delivery, order twenty pizzas, answer the door naked, tell ’em to fuck off, and nobody would say a thing.”

  “It didn't used to be this way though, did it? I remember how scared I was just to be your girlfriend.”

  “And now you're my wife. My wife for life.”

  “Do me a favor, don't ever take up poetry.”

  “Aw, see now, you hurt my feelings. Maybe being a poet is my ultimate dream.”

  “For reals though, ‘fuck you’ money is good.”

  “Kitten, you've used the money you’ve earned to do a lot of good: speaking out about behavioral health issues to teens and sharing your experience to reduce stigma around mental illness. You're spectacular, baby.”

  “I don't know what I did to deserve this life, but it certainly is a good one. It still blows my mind Sprinkles makes enough to give away scholarships to kids and help people who want to start their own business. It’s just what our community needed.”

  “Yeah, so many people lost their blue-collar jobs, especially in fishing and logging. You’re giving people a second chance.”

  “It’s what I got, Daddy. You gave me a second chance. You believed in me, and it made me want to work even harder. And in three months, there's going to be a little O'Connor to contend with. It's hard to believe.” Roxy tried to be so tough, but I noticed the tears twinkle on her lower lashes and loved her all the more for it.

  I pulled up her chin. “Look at me.”

  One of the tears broke free and ran down her cheek.

  “I’ve seen all of your mistakes, all of your weaknesses, and I still think you’re completely amazing.”

  “Oh, Daddy, my biggest fear is losing you.”

  “Never. Not gonna happen. I’ll never tire of kissing you. Never tire of being with you. Never tire of laughing with you. Never tire of waking up with you. Should I go on?”

  “You’re my soul mate, Daddy.”

  “If it means wanting you to be the most ‘you’ possible, then yes, I’m your soul mate. I was made to love you, Roxy. You’re the target of my heart, baby. Always have been, always will be.”

  The End

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  Acknowledgments

  I have to thank my daddy again. There is no way I could obsess over writing and stay fed without his amazing help. Not only that, he let’s me shack up with him on his 80 acres, calls me “kitten” and cooks for me.

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  Contents

  If You Think Naughty is Nice…

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

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  Acknowledgments

  Copyright © 2020 by Olivia Fox

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  The Lost Coast is a real part of California, Briarville is based on true places. All characters are fictional.

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