Daddy's Girls

by Stella Andrews

  Grabbing her wrists, I hold her down and she groans with desire. I carry on taking my time on my journey of discovery until I reach my prize. I taste her sex like the finest caviar. As my tongue invades her, she gasps and comes apart under me. I feel her legs shaking as she moans, “That’s so good, oh my god, that’s amazing.”

  I smile against her softness and feel drunk on desire. I always knew she would taste sweet and I could feed off her all day and night. She is giving me something I know no man has ever taken. She is giving me her soul and as she bucks against my tongue, I know I will never let this woman go.

  I torture her some more until her groans turn to moans. She begs me harder. “Please, Ryder, fuck me now because I can’t hold back.”

  Grinning like a kid on Christmas day, I pull her up to face me. I kiss her hard and her tongue reaches out and tastes her sweet nectar that’s still on mine. She feeds off me with a raw hunger and I sense a desperation in her that she can’t control.

  It’s just a good job that I can.

  Swinging her around, I bring her on top of me until she straddles me. I lower my lips to her breast and bite the nipple - hard. She gasps as the pain hits her and I feel the desire pooling beneath me. Grasping her hair, I hold her head in place as I ravage her mouth, bruising and biting her lips like a man possessed. She groans louder and grinds against me, desperate for release. But I’m a selfish bastard and I’m enjoying myself way too much.

  Pushing her down, I growl. “Suck my cock deep in your throat.”

  As her sweet lips wrap around my throbbing cock it takes all my self-control not to explode on her tongue. Fuck that feels so good like I always knew it would. She sucks, licks and tastes me like a pro and I thrust into her mouth hard and fast until I hit the back of her throat.

  Now it’s my turn to groan as the throbbing need in me shouts for release.

  I pull her roughly away and spin her onto her back. Lowering myself down towards her I stare deep in her eyes.

  I see the passion, the desperation and the wicked look of a woman who controls me by the balls as she says huskily, “I’m begging you, Ryder. Fuck me now, I don’t want to wait anymore.”

  My moment of triumph pastes a self-satisfied smile on my lips and I smirk at her cockily. “Whatever you say, darlin’.”

  Then I hold her wrists above her head and drive my cock home. As I fill the woman I love with my hard cock it feels like heaven. She is so tight and as I scrape against her walls she gasps and I watch the pain ignite in her eyes.

  It takes a few seconds for her body to respond. I feel her walls clench around my dick caressing it and holding it in. I feel the slick of her passion coating me and allowing me to continue the journey I have started.

  Still pinning her down, I move slowly and carefully back and forth. It feels like nothing I have ever felt before. I am inside the woman I love and never want to be anywhere else. Her moans of pleasure mixed with pain make my cock throb unbearably.

  She writhes underneath me like a wild animal and her groans cause my heart to sing. Then her natural instincts take over and she wraps her legs around my waist and draws me in deeper. Soon I am balls deep inside her and it’s like I’ve died and gone to heaven. Our hearts beat the same frantic tune as we copulate like a couple of wild animals. She matches me as I knew she would. Her need mirrors my own and soon I’m thrusting into her like I’ve always had a right to do.

  We move as one and then we come together in one flash of light and one powerful explosion. I feel her walls clench and her breath falter. As the orgasm rips through her body she screams out and I feel it rock her body like an earthquake. She loses her mind as I follow quickly behind. As my seed shoots high inside her, I roar like a wild animal. My dick throbs against her wave of ecstasy and she trembles underneath me, our bodies slick with the sweat that glues us together.

  Just for a moment, we lie together as one. Her inside me and me inside her. Two halves of the same coin where they were always meant to be. Two hearts beating a fine tune as they dance on the wave of ecstasy. Two minds as one and forever locked together.

  Then her arms wrap around my body and she holds me close. I feel the wetness of her tears as they fall onto my cheek. She whispers, “Thank you, Ryder. Thank you for showing me what it feels like to be loved.”

  I can’t speak because words are irrelevant now. I know how she feels, but it’s me who should be thanking her. Her words are true for me too. I should be thanking her for the same reason. This is what it’s all about. Making love to the woman you love - not lust. It’s a very different thing and now I know what the other guys meant when they committed to one person. Who would ever want to be anywhere else but with the one they love?

  26

  Ashton

  I almost can’t believe what just happened. I knew I wanted it but that just blew me away. It was nothing like I thought it would be and everything I hoped for. How can two experiences be so different? When the club ravaged my body with no care, I felt abused, controlled and violated. It hurt and my screams were of pain, not ecstasy. The sex was hard and unrelenting and hurt me in every way possible. But that- that was something else. My body craved Ryders and welcomed him in. It folded around him and held him there with a hunger I’ve never experienced before.

  It wasn’t just my body either. He fucked my mind just as hard and now he is in both of them I never want him to leave. If I could stay wrapped up in these sheets with him forever, I would die happy.

  He holds me close as we come back down to earth. His arm is wrapped around me and he rubs my arm in slow circles, maintaining contact and yet saying nothing. I feel safe, secure and loved for the first time in my life and it feels like the most powerful drug on the planet.

  I snuggle closer and gently kiss his chest. He pulls me tighter and I feel another wave of longer stirring within me. Despite the fact it hurts like hell inside me, I feel a basic need for him. My body isn’t done yet; it has sampled a powerful feeling that it’s craving more than anything else.

  I shift even closer, longing to feel the same powerful feelings as before. I feel him tense and he shifts so he faces me. I stare into those dark eyes and lose myself in the desire reflected back at me. He lowers his lips to mine and sucks my bottom lip between his teeth and bites it and then sucks it into his mouth. I feel the excitement returning as my body comes back to life. He groans and I taste his tongue. I feel him start to harden again and my heart sings. He moves above me and kicks my legs apart roughly. Then he growls. “This time I’ll show you a different way.”

  I feel the excitement growing as I see the dark desire in his eyes. This is a different look. This look shows me the dominant side of him that likes to control and manipulate. He changes before my eyes as he becomes darker, sexier and dangerous.

  Reaching across he opens the drawer beside his bed and pulls out a rope. His eyes sparkle with danger as he binds my wrists together. Then he ties the other end to the bedpost and leans back to look at me restrained and wanton, quivering with lust beneath him. His eyes darken with desire and he growls.

  “Naughty girls need to be punished. Once wasn’t enough for you, was it? Maybe I should show you who controls things around here.”

  I lick my lips and feel the desire gushing from between my legs. Wow, this is hot and so different from anything I ever thought I would want.

  Once again, he reaches over and grabs a scarf. He ties it around my eyes until the world goes dark. Now I can only listen and wonder what he will do next. My senses are heightened and I almost can’t wait to see what he does.

  I feel something soft caressing my body. It moves down over my breasts and I sigh with pleasure. It feels light and pleasurable and I arch towards it delighting in the softness it brings. My body shivers with delicious anticipation and I hear him laugh softly.

  “Do you like that my angel?”

  I nod and gasp as it reaches my sex. I feel my clit throbbing with desire as it craves release. Then I feel his tongue licki
ng me in my forbidden place and I gasp with longing. He bites and sucks until I’m brought back to life again. Any discomfort my body felt from before has been replaced with a different kind. This time it craves what he has to give and I buck against his tongue. He presses me down and I am powerless as his tongue dances on my clit and leaves me desperately craving more.

  He laughs as I groan with longing and then he is gone. I must lie waiting a quivering sexual mess for a full five minutes before I hear him return. He laughs softly and whispers, “Did you miss me?”

  I nod frantically as the bed dips under the pressure of his body. Then I feel something cold on my clit. It burns and I gasp out loud. Then it’s replaced by his hot tongue and I cry out with need. He proceeds to torture me with heat and the cold sensation of the ice he’s torturing me with. My clit throbs as I feel the need for release and I say desperately. “Please Ryder, I can’t hold it back.”

  He laughs and then I feel his cock thrust against my lips. I open my mouth and take him in, groaning as I taste the velvety smoothness, tinged with the scent of my orgasm from before. This all feels so dirty, so basic and so damn sexy my legs shake.

  He thrusts inside my mouth while playing with my clit. It’s too much for both of us and as I feel the wave of an orgasm shattering my soul. He releases deep into my mouth and I taste the salty essence of the man who has dominated my body and my heart.

  We lie together in satiated exhaustion after what can only be described as the best experience of my life. Ryder brings out feelings that I never dared think I could have. My past no longer matters. It’s my future that counts, and that’s with the man holding me so tenderly and stroking my hair as I lay my cheek on his chest. No words are spoken just an unspoken understanding.

  The next few weeks are the best of my life. I have fallen head over heels in love with my new family. Cassie is my world and I would do anything for her. I’m no pushover though and have developed a cunning mind when it comes to dealing with the manipulative ways of a 5-year-old.

  Ryder is – well—just Ryder. Cocky, arrogant and hard as nails on the outside but when we are alone or with Cassie he is soft, sweet, attentive and kind. When the lights go out, I see the other side of him. Dominant, possessive, demanding and sexy as hell.

  When I fall asleep every night, I thank God for delivering me here.

  Ryder

  Today is gonna be a hard one. Snake and the guys are ready and we have business to attend to on the other side of town. The life we lead is becoming increasingly harder to deal with. In the SEALS we dealt with soldiers much like ourselves. We knew the risks involved, and we accepted them. Now we deal with the lower forms of life. They have no code of conduct other than to take whatever they can at the misery of others. They have families though, who are as much victims of their actions as the people they destroy.

  Today we’ve been ordered to hit on a man who’s been responsible for orchestrating terror attacks. He’s squeaky clean in the eyes of the law but the evidence against him is damning by unreliable sources that wouldn’t cut much sway with the authorities. His guilt is 100% certain, and it was decided that he was to fall victim to a terrible accident.

  Despite making the country a safer place without him it’s still a hard call. Government assassins, paid well to do a job most would fold at the thought of. Sometimes the path we tread is a lonely one that leaves many scars on our souls.

  Ashton is at one of her meetings at Cassie’s school and I just hope she’s back when we return. She makes me forget the hard life we live by wrapping me up in innocence and love all hidden inside the hottest package that was ever created.

  The guys are ready and are sitting astride their bikes, looking at me to give the signal. The anticipation is thick in the air and I sense the impatience within them. Every one of them has proven their worth, either in battle for the US government or as paid assassins on the unspoken payroll. They are my soldiers, my brothers and my family and I trust each one of them with my life.

  Fixing my resolve in place I kick my bike into life. I nod towards Snake and say in a hard voice. “Let’s ride.”

  27

  Ashton

  As I wave Cassie off, I smile to myself as I see her walk inside hand in hand with Imogen. They are like two peas in a pod and their friendship has deepened over the last few weeks. Jennifer has also become a good friend and we often meet for a coffee after dropping our kids at school. Today we have the usual meeting and head off to the inevitable.

  Jennifer groans as we near the doors to hell. “God, I hate this every week. It’s so boring and if I have to pretend to be some sort of Stepford mom for much longer, I’m going to be driven to bringing Vodka in a water bottle just to get me through.”

  Laughing, I shake my head. “Don’t pretend you haven’t already got one in your bag. I’ve seen you taking swigs of it when the going gets tough.”

  Jennifer grins wickedly.

  “Busted! Well, what do you think it’ll be today? I’m guessing they want us to arrange the mid-term fundraiser. If they do, I’m so not on decorating duty. We all know that Millie Summers is dying to get her planning folder out and take charge. She’s such a kiss ass.”

  Laughing, I nod in agreement. Millie Summers is always the first to show up and the first to volunteer for anything. She has surrounded herself with the elite moms whose whole life is to elevate their child to greatness. They wear the smartest clothes and drive the smartest cars. There are many social get-togethers at one of their houses where they compare children and their accomplishments. High achievers only need apply and they can make you feel extremely small if you suggest something that doesn’t fall into their acceptable categories.

  I’ve grown up with people like them all my life and hate everything about them. I was always a target because my father was so wealthy and high up in the community. I wouldn’t play their games though and this is no exception. Jennifer is the only real mom among them and I try to shy away from their invitations and offers of friendship.

  We take our seats and I sigh inside. If it wasn’t what Ryder wanted for his daughter, then I would take her out of this school and send her to the local one with the other Reaper’s kids. Cassie would be fine there and we wouldn’t feel we had so much to prove all the time. Ryder is adamant though. Cassie gets the best start in life she can get and that’s an end to it.

  My heart sinks as Principal Armstrong comes into the room and scans it with his creepy gaze. He smiles and nods with satisfaction at the eager faces around him.

  “Good morning, ladies. It’s good to see so many of you here and raring to go. Now, today we need to arrange a little social fundraiser that we put on every semester. I will need ideas and volunteers to take on the extremely challenging roles. We rely on this to raise funds for equipment and the last group excelled themselves by raising $2000.”

  He looks around with a smug smile on his face. “Don’t let them beat you, ladies. Prove to them and the school that you are the most formidable team we have ever had.”

  Jennifer reaches for her bottle and I stifle a giggle. She’s got the right idea, this next hour is going to be draining in every way possible.

  And it was. I almost fall asleep through boredom and Jennifer’s bottle is alarmingly emptying by the minute. By the time the hour is up I have promised to design the flyers and sell tickets. Jennifer is baking cakes and helping me and as thought, Millie Summers is the team leader.

  As the meeting closes, I push back my chair with a haste that mirrors Jennifer’s. However, as I turn to leave Principal Armstrong says sharply. “May I have a word, Mrs. King?”

  Jennifer throws me a sympathetic look and whispers, “I’ll wait for you outside.”

  Nodding, I feel my heart sink as I walk towards the slimy man looking at me with a very hard expression.

  He waits until the room has emptied before saying brusquely, “Follow me to my office if you will.”

  He doesn’t speak as I hurry to keep up with him an
d I start to worry what it’s all about.

  As soon as we reach his office, he closes the door and looks at me with a blank expression.

  “Please take a seat, Mrs. King. I’m afraid I have an unfortunate matter to discuss with you.”

  I feel my heart hammering as I see the sharpness in his eyes. Maybe he’s discovered that we’re not the usual ivy league parents and disapproves. I can’t think of any other reason for his stern face.

  He takes his seat opposite and fixes me with a stern look.

  “It has been brought to my attention that Cassandra was involved in a serious incident yesterday.”

  I feel the blood draining from my face as I say with worry, “What happened, is she ok?”

  He sits back and says harshly. “She’s fine but I’ve had a complaint from the parents of Samuel Buckland. They told me that your daughter assaulted their son at recess yesterday.”

  The shock hits me and I struggle to form any words. Shaking my head, I stutter, “Cassie never said she had been involved in anything. What is she supposed to have done?”

  He shakes his head. “It appears she punched Samuel in the face for no reason whatsoever.”

  Just for a minute, I don’t know what to say. Then I whisper weakly, “Are you sure about this? She never told me she had a fight.”

  He leans forward and looks at me with a piercing look. “I’m not sure what you think acceptable in your home Mrs. King, but fighting is a very serious offense at Harvey-Vallard. It can lead to the exclusion of the pupil responsible and we take our children’s safety very seriously.”

  I feel my voice shake as I whisper. “I’m sorry. I’ll speak to Cassie and find out what happened. If she’s in the wrong, she will be severely punished and of course, apologize to the poor boy involved.”