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When he withdrew she gasped. “No.” Her wail didn’t even
sound like it belonged to her, but it did.

Then something larger nudged her there. She stiffened, then
relaxed. Giving in to his body filled her with a twisted joy. She closed her
eyes and rested her forehead on the mattress. Her body was teetering on
release, and she clutched wildly at the sheets, pulling them off the mattress
with her writhing, grasping restlessness.

The head of his cock entered her ass. It felt gigantic. His
prick wasn’t small, but right now it seemed like the biggest dick in the world.
She grunted. He rubbed her back softly.

“
Shh
, baby. Relax and this will be
so good.”

She forced her body to still and took a deep breath in
through her nose. She let it out with her mouth. Her ardor grew. He rubbed her
clit harder. He pushed inside of her, and her body slowly gave way to him. When
his balls slapped against her ass cheeks she knew he was all the way inside of
her.
Brax
was taking her in a way no other man ever
had. She closed her eyes, relishing the feeling. Now, he was her first. The
beauty of knowing it made her eyes water.

“Are you okay?”

She didn’t respond, too overcome with emotion.

“Damn it,
Kristannie
,
are
you okay?”

She heard him speaking through gritted teeth. It made her
smile. “I’m fine,
Brax
. I just love you so much.”

He was still. His cock stretching her, he leaned down and
kissed the center of her back. She shivered. “You are the most incredible
woman—beyond anything I’d imagined could exist. I’ll never deserve you, but
thank God you’re letting me try.”

His words touched her. He rubbed her pussy harder and moved
slowly inside of her. She came. The orgasm hit her with unexpected force. She
growled out her pleasure. The scream sounded almost painful. She bucked against
his cock, frantic for him to come inside of her. He pulled out and she turned
her head to look at him. He was still erect.

“Lie on your back and wait for me. Play with your pussy,
Kristannie
. I want to see you touching yourself.”

She obeyed immediately, without question, desperate to make
him as happy as he made her. Even having come, she was still hot. She wanted
him again.

There was a private bathroom adjoining her room and he
rushed inside. She heard the water running. He was out in just a moment. Her
hand was still between her legs because he wanted it there. He leaned against
the door and watched her fingers with intense interest. Then he crawled onto
the bed and spread her legs as wide as they would go. He rested his hands on the
mattress, framing her head, and leaned down to kiss her. She kissed him back,
opening her mouth for his tongue.

His cock filled her needy pussy. She wrapped her legs around
him. He pulled back to look into her eyes.

“I’m so fucking close, but I don’t want this to be over,” he
whispered.

“It doesn’t have to end now.
Forever.”
The last word came out in a moan as she arched her back once more. It seemed
surreal, but she came again, and just as hard. His hips slammed into her with
bruising force a few more times before he stiffened.

“
Kristannie
.”
Her name slipped out of him in a reverent whisper as he released inside of her.

Her pussy milked his cock and she enjoyed the sensation of
the spasms, even after she’d come off her euphoric endorphin high, and the pleasure
ebbed.

He flopped down on the mattress and rolled onto his back,
pulling her to rest on his chest. His arms came around her as if they were iron
bands.

“This is a small mattress.”

“Yes,” she replied and cocked her head to the side, her eyes
narrowing with confusion. “Do you want to sleep somewhere else?”

“Never, I want to hold you close. I like the idea that
you’ll be snuggled right up against me all night.”

She chuckled and rested her head on his damp chest. The wiry
hair tickled her cheek.

“I’m going to love you until the day I die,” he declared.

She closed her eyes and sighed. She hoped that day was
decades away, but she liked his long-term goal.

The sound of the front door opening made her sit up.

“Crap, my dad is home. We’d better get dressed. He doesn’t
exactly like you.”

Brax
grinned. “I can’t blame him.
I want to do wicked things to his daughter.” He wiggled his eyebrows.

She slapped his shoulder playfully. “I’m serious.”

“So am I.”

He kissed her again. All thoughts of impropriety fled.
Nothing mattered but the man who held her. When
Brax
let go she was love-drunk with the taste of him.

She quickly put on her clothing. He also dressed, but at a
more casual speed. Krista rushed out of the room and flew into her father’s
arms.

“Thank you so much. Todd—ah Dad, you are the best! I can’t
believe you reached out to him for me.” Tears dripped onto her warm cheeks.

He pulled back and looked at her. She knew what he saw. Her
face was flushed, her hair was a mess; she looked like she’d been doing just
what she’d done. A slow grin spread across his face.

“He’s here, huh?”

“Yes.”

“So, Mara and
Addy
gave you both
some catch up time?”

“Yes.”

“Are you happy? Is he really what you want? If he’s not,
I’ll throw his ass out of here now.”

“Don’t you dare, but just…
”
She
threw her arms around her father again. “Thank you, Dad.” For the first time,
the words really felt right. He was really her dad. He’d put her first, risked
so much for her. Her heart swelled with love.

Her father patted her back awkwardly, but she could feel his
love for her. “I just don’t want you to hurt any more, muffin. It’s your turn
to be happy.”

Brax
came cautiously down the
stairs. The men looked at each other, sizing one another up.

When
Brax
extended his hand, her
father shook it firmly. “Thank you, sir,”
Brax
said.

“Take care of her, of them both, and we’re good. Mess up and
I kick your ass back down south.”

“Understood.”

Krista glanced back and forth between the men in her life
and couldn’t stop her smile. The sound of the back door made her turn. Mara
walked in holding
Addy
. They paused and Mara surveyed
the scene.

“Are we good or should I cover the baby’s eyes?”

Todd scowled. “We’re good.” His expression didn’t match his
words, but Mara smiled anyway.
Addy
reached out
toward her grandfather. He took the little girl from his wife.

“I have a roast in the oven. It should be ready. It will be
nice to have the whole family together,” Mara said, looking into each of their
faces.

Krista couldn’t agree more.
The whole family…
Her
story finally had a happy ending.

Ashlynn
Monroe has been dreaming
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