Daddy’s Angel by K.A Knight

Tyler

The week has passed in a blur. Lexi has been busy at work, and so have I with a new build starting. We facetime every night, but we have been too busy to see each other. We talk throughout the day as well. Yet I still miss her, miss her being in my arms, hearing her laugh, and seeing her smile in person.

So on Friday night, I pick her up from work, surprising her. I wait outside, leaning against my car. She comes out in her leather jacket, a short skirt, and a top this time, her normal heels in place. She’s looking in her bag, so she doesn’t spot me until I clear my throat. “Miss me, Angel?”

She freezes, and her head snaps up. As soon as she spots me, she grins and rushes over. I push off and meet her halfway, grabbing her and dragging her into my arms. Her bag falls to the ground forgotten as she climbs me, wrapping her legs around my waist, her lips fumbling until they meet mine.

I groan into her mouth, gripping her ass as I lean back against my car and hold her tight. I’ve missed this. One taste of her lips, and I forget my tiredness and the hard week I’ve had. All the stress, the worry, everything fades but her. My girl, my angel is back in my arms again where she belongs. It feels so goddamn right.

She moans against my lips, and I swallow it back. “Get a room!” comes a holler, and she lifts her head, laughing as she glances over her shoulder. I follow her eyes to the young blonde from the photo on her fridge. She looks a little older now, but not by much. She’s leaning back against the wall, smoking and smirking at us.

“Uh-huh, you’re one to talk, Blair!” Lexi calls as she slips from my arms, but she doesn’t go far, just leans into my side. “Where are those boys who follow you around all the time?”

“Gave them the slip.” She grins, blowing a plume of smoke. Just then, the door opens, and she swears as three men come out and seem to zero in on her. Laughing, Lexi picks up her bag and waves goodbye. I help her into the car and smile and wave at the girl who’s now arguing with the men towering over her. I hesitate for a moment, but she squares up to them, and they back away with their hands up and smirks on their faces.

Laughing, I climb into the car and start the engine. Lexi leans over the seat and licks and bites my ear. “Better drive fast, Daddy. I haven’t had you in too long, and coming on my fingers while I fantasise about you doesn’t count.”

I pull away from the curb and gun it, my cock already hard, and she laughs, licking my ear. Her hand goes to my cock and strokes my length through my trousers until I swear. “Fuck, keep doing that, Angel, and we might crash.”

“Hmm, would it be worth it, do you think? To feel you in my mouth?” she teases.

I jerk the wheel to avoid a car. “Seat belt, now,” I demand.

She laughs but does as she’s told, buckling up with her hungry eyes on me. I feel the same, this urgency, this need. It’s been too long since I had her, which is crazy. I can go months and months without sex, but one week without my girl and I’m a starving man.

I drive home so fast, I’m sure I’ll have a speeding ticket, but I don’t care. I jump from the car, and she’s out on the other side. I grab her, throw her over my shoulder, and storm through the door, because I can’t wait any longer.

I need my angel.

I don’t even make it far into the house. I press her into the kitchen wall. She laughs, but the sound soon turns into a moan as I hike her dress up and part her willing thighs before gripping her already wet pussy. She presses into my hand as our lips meet in the dark, our two souls pulled together.

Her tongue twines with mine as we fight for control, but when I push a finger inside her, she backs down, letting me do whatever the hell I want. After all, my naughty little girl knows it will get her what she desires. Sometimes surrendering control is another form of strength. You’re letting someone have control over you, trusting them, and you have all the power to say ‘stop.’

“Tyler, please,” she begs against my lips, as I press my thumb to her clit, just pressing it there as I fuck her shallowly with my finger.

I’m nearly shaking with need, my cock ready to be buried inside her. I want to feel her nails in my shoulder as I take her and hear her screams in my ear. So I pull my finger free, making her whimper as she tilts her hips needily.

“I need to take the edge off for both of us first, Angel, then I’m going to spend all night between your thighs,” I promise, and she nods, kissing me desperately. The kiss is all clashing teeth and tongues as I yank down my zipper and free my cock.

I drag it along her slit, wetting it as she makes impatient little noises. “Such a greedy girl,” I murmur.

She digs her nails into my shoulders and nips my lip. “Get inside me before I fuck myself.”

“Patience, Angel,” I order, even as I press the head of my cock to her entrance. We both suck in a breath as, in one thrust, I slip inside her, working my way through her tightness.

Her head falls back to the wall, and she closes her eyes as she lifts one leg and wraps it around my waist. She rolls her hips, pushing herself down on my cock until I’m buried to the hilt. We’re both panting as I wrap her hair around my fist, dragging her head forward as I devour her lips and begin to move inside her.

I fuck her with quick, hard thrusts, bouncing her on my cock. I smash her into the wall, but my sinner loves it. She gives as good as she gets, pulling me closer and meeting my thrusts as she continues to kiss me. The meeting of our bodies is loud, dirty, and fucking brilliant. She turns her head to breathe, her tits pressed against me, and I reach between us and yank down her shirt, freeing them for my hands. I squeeze and roll them hard until she’s crying out with every thrust. She’s close, I can feel it.

I am too. I’ve gone too long without her. No amount of pictures or videos makes up for the way she feels beneath me, her pussy wrapped around my cock, her mouth on mine, and her body bare. “Oh fuck, Ty, fuck, please,” she begs.

Grunting, I hike her leg up higher and capture one of her nipples, sucking it into my mouth. She screams, her pussy clenching as she comes. I fuck her through it, and when she’s shivering with aftershocks, I pull out and turn her. Pressing her to the wall, I yank her ass back and slam into her.

I fuck her hard and fast until, with a groan, I come, resting my forehead on her back. I hold her to me as I pant, my cock softening as I pull free from her clinging body. Keeping her there, I wait until I can breathe normally to move away. Though as I step back and look at her, I start to get hard again.

I’ll never get enough of her.

“Upstairs now, Angel. You have two minutes to get naked and on my bed before I come after you. And wherever I catch you, I’ll fuck you.”