Daddy’s Angel by K.A Knight

Tyler

I’m still pissed at Justin, but Lexi calmed me down during the week, enough where I agreed that he made a mistake and was drunk. That doesn’t mean he’s going to get away with it though. There are little mistakes, and then there are cornering and scaring your ex and making lewd comments mistakes. He’s still going to get an ass kicking when I see him next.

Which is why it’s a good thing he’s not coming to the meal today. It’s a yearly tradition to have it at my house. Fifteen relatives are coming—my father and his new wife, their new kids, Justin’s aunt, my aunt, my uncle, and some I’m not even sure how they are related…and Lexi. They will probably ask why she’s there. They don’t know she broke up with Justin and she’s met them before, but still, I don’t give a fuck. I want her here at my side, I just wish I didn’t have to hide it. I want to hold her hand, show her off, and talk her up to them, but she’s not ready yet.

I can wait, but it doesn’t mean I’ll keep my hands off of her in private though. I want my little angel to know I will fuck her and have her however I want her, whenever I want her. I don’t care if they find us, let them. We are both consenting adults, so why does it matter?

She even offered to help me cook, which I usually do alone, and it’s nice. We turned some music on and talked and flirted as we cooked. She started a food fight, which ended up with her screaming my name with my cock buried in her pussy while I fucked her across the counter, her beautiful breasts pressed into the dough.

Looking at the clock as I pull the cake out of the oven, I sigh, knowing they will descend upon us soon and the bliss I’m currently feeling with Lexi will fade. I will have to go back to pretending she’s my son’s girlfriend or just a girl I know, not the woman I’m crazy about.

That I’m in love with.

When she comes into the kitchen, dressed and ready, she takes my breath away. I often feel like a sick bastard for taking her, being with her. I don’t just call her Angel because she’s sweet, but because she looks like one. And right now, with the sun shining through the door, lighting up her golden hair and golden skin, she might as well be here to collect my soul and heart. Because she has both.

She looks up and smiles as she finishes tying the belt of her dress. It has sunflowers on it, and it’s lowish cut, showing her cleavage but not too much. It cinches in at her waist, displaying her drool-worthy curves, before flaring out to her calves. Her black heels finish it off. My cock hardens instantly, and I drop the cake on the counter and rush her.

She giggles as I kiss her, backing her into the wall, and the happy sound turns to moans, but she rips her mouth away. “They will be here soon,” she reminds me.

“I don’t give a fuck. Let them see, though you might give my dad a heart attack,” I tease.

She laughs and leans up, wiping at my lips and cheeks. “You have lipstick all over you, Ty.”

“Yeah? Think it would stain my cock too?” I growl, watching her eyes flare at the idea.

She groans and pushes me away. “You’re incorrigible.” She straightens her dress, and I narrow my eyes.

“Baby, you’re perfect, don’t fuss, you always are,” I tell her.

She blushes, her eyes lighting up as she smiles at me. “You’re a softie, Daddy.”

“Only for you, baby,” I retort, kissing her cheek. “I have a present for you.”

Grabbing the box I hid in a drawer, I hand it over. She frowns, confused until she opens it, and then she laughs, spotting the small golden vibrator inside.

“You’re going to wear it today.”

She looks up at me. “What?”

“I have the controller on my phone.” I grin.

Her mouth drops open. “Tyler, I’m not putting this in to wear in front of your family.”

“No, you will put it in now. I want to sit there knowing you’re wet and needy, that at any moment, I could make you come in front of them and you’re helpless to stop it,” I demand.

Her eyes darken, and I know she likes the idea. I pull her into my arms, trapping her against me, and let her feel every inch of my hard cock pressed against her stomach.

“Angel, you’re going to be a good little girl for Daddy and do as you’re told, aren’t you?”

She rolls her eyes. “You know I will.”

“Good,” I whisper. “If you’re really good, I might even save your release until dessert, otherwise it will be while you’re greeting them.”

“Fuck, Ty,” she mutters.

“Need help putting it in, Angel?” I grin, backing her into the wall again. I feel her racing heart and watch her eyes widen as I grab the box. I slip the vibrator out and throw the packaging behind me. Gliding my hand up her thigh, I hike her leg up as she gasps.

Eyes on hers, lips almost touching, I slip past the thin barrier of her panties to find her already wet, but not wet enough. I lick her lips and nip at the same time I flick her clit.

I flick it faster and faster until she’s almost coming, and then I pull away.

“Lick this, Angel,” I murmur, lifting the vibrator.

Holding my gaze, she sucks it into her sweet little mouth. The sight has my cock jerking as I remember the way that felt, and I almost spill in my trousers. She grips it and drags her lips back and forth before licking around it with a flick of her talented tongue.

Yanking it from her hold before I throw it away and fuck her myself, I drag it up her thigh and press the rounded head against her pulsing entrance. She’s moaning now. “Daddy, please,” she begs, pushing down to try and take it inside her, but I pull it away with a laugh, making her whimper.

“Want it now, do you?”

She nods, leaning into the wall. “Fuck, please.”

“Impale yourself on it,” I order.

She does as she’s told, pushing down until it slips into her tight little pussy, making her cry out. When it’s fully seated inside her, her wetness pressed to my knuckles, I pull away, patting her panties back into place. Stepping away, I lick my hand clean of her cream and wink at her as the doorbell rings. “Why don’t you get that, Angel?”

She’s panting as she leans against the wall. Her cheeks are heated, and she looks fucking incredible. Licking her lips, she straightens her hair and stands up, moaning as it shifts inside her.

“Fine,” she grumbles, flicking her hair over her shoulder as she leaves the room. I watch her go, grinning as she tries to walk normally.

Pulling out my phone, I wait until she reaches the door and opens it before I turn it on. I hear her gasp, which she quickly covers up. Done teasing, I switch it off, waiting until dinner to really use it.

I stroll into the living room, where I moved the sofas to the side and placed the spare table, and greet the guests—my aunt and uncle. They make small talk as everyone turns up, including my dad.

“Dad, you remember Lexi?” I offer after we hug.

He turns to her as she holds out her hand, and he grabs her in a bear hug, making me grin. He’s a big softie. He used to be a rugby player back when I was a kid, so he’s huge. It’s probably where I get it from. “Nice to see you again, girl!”

“Dinner won’t be long. Lexi has been helping me cook all day,” I share, as she stands near me at a respectable distance.

“Oh damn, I hope it’s better than his cooking,” my dad booms, making everyone laugh, including Lexi and me.

* * *

The table is loud with laughter as everyone talks and has a good time. My dad tells Lexi stories from when I was a kid, and my stepmother is talking to my aunt. I’ve held off on using the vibrator until now, keeping her on her toes. We’ve just finished the main course, so I grab my phone and turn it on low.

She shifts, flickering her eyes to me for a moment before she turns back to my dad, who’s speaking. Her cheeks flush. With a smirk, I turn it up high and then back to low until she’s wiggling so hard, I can tell she’s getting close again, so I switch it off.

She throws me a glare as she calms down and goes back to listening to my dad.

Watching her laugh with my father, I lean back with a knowing smile. I’m going to marry this woman. I’m going to make her mine forever and start a family with her. She’s going to be my future.

“Time for dessert,” I announce. “Lexi, will you help me clean up?”

“Don’t be stupid, boy, I’ll help. Lexi, you sit there,” Dad offers as he stands. I grab the pots, and he collects the rest as we head into the kitchen, Lexi’s laugh following us. It makes me smile as I place the dishes in the sink. My dad does the same and leans against the counter, watching me.

“What?” I ask, my smile fading.

He stares at me with an eyebrow arched and a smirk. “So how long have you been sleeping with her?”

I groan. “Is it that obvious?”

He laughs. “Yes, you watch her all the time and constantly smile. Hell, I don’t remember the last time you smiled, kid.” He claps me on the shoulder. “She watches you too, it’s cute.”

I eye him with my hands propped on the sink. “And you’re okay with it?”

“She’s not still dating Justin, is she?”

I shake my head, and he shrugs. “He’s a tosser anyway, so no, I don’t care. Or did you forget I married a woman twenty years younger?”

I guess I did. It seems us Phillipses have a pattern. I turn and look into the dining room, not that I can see them. “She doesn’t want to tell anyone yet, it’s going to be hard.”

“It will be.” He nods, standing next to me. “A lot of my friends liked it at first when they thought it was just sex, but when they realised I was serious, they discouraged me. I lost a lot of them, but I can tell you I don’t miss any of them. And anyone who doesn’t understand can fuck off. Love doesn’t have an age limit, son. As long as you’re both happy and consenting, does it matter? You only get one life on this world, Tyler, don’t waste it on worrying what others will think or do. Just spend it being happy, and if she makes you happy like I’ve seen today, then do it.”

I stare at him for a moment. “When did you get so smart?”

He grins. “Always have been, you just never wanted to listen. I’ve never seen you like this, Tyler. Don’t throw it away for anything. Make it work, and I promise it will be worth it.” With that parting wisdom, he exits the kitchen, leaving me to mull over his words.

Well, I got my dad’s seal of approval, and honestly, it makes me feel so much better. I don’t care what others think, but I know she was worried, maybe because she thinks it will be a lot of drama if this isn’t forever, but it is and it’s time she realised that. Plus, there’s the complication of Justin, but we can tell him. He’ll be angry, but he will have to get over it.

Lexi is mine.

Grabbing dessert, I bring it into the living room and take another trip for plates before cutting the cake and serving it. After I sit, I let my hand drift to Lexi’s thigh under the table as I take a bite. She leans into my touch as she eats.

When we’re through, I clean up and everyone sits around, drinking and talking. Lexi brings the cake into the kitchen as I’m wiping my hands on a dish towel. While she’s distracted, I flick the vibrator back on. She almost drops the cake as she stumbles into the fridge with a moan. Her head snaps up, and she spots me watching her like a predator.

“Come here, Angel,” I demand.

She tries to resist, but I press the pulsating button on my phone, and with a moan, she staggers over to me, her eyes wild and body shaking in arousal.

Grabbing her, I push her into the island so she’s facing the doorway with the counter blocking her bottom half. I flip her dress up, grasp the vibrator, and pull it in and out of her like it’s my cock.

“Tyler,” she hisses in warning, even as she pushes back to take it deeper, her hands splaying on the counter. “They could walk in any minute.”

“Guess we better be fast then,” I murmur, pulling the vibrator free. I undo my trousers, press the head of my cock to her pussy, and lean into her, kissing the pounding pulse point on her neck. “Keep your eyes on that door, Angel,” I demand, and in one quick thrust, I bury myself in her.

She turns her head and muffles her moan against her arm as I grab her hips and start to fuck her for real. She’s pulsing around me and dripping from the vibrator, and I know she’s so wound up, it won’t take her long to come around my dick like a good little girl, drenching it, so even when we’re back out there, she’ll know who she belongs to.

Me.

“Does it turn you on knowing they could walk in at any moment?” I ask, fisting her hair and pulling her head back. “That any of them could come in and see me fucking you? That they could hear you?”

She cries out, pushing back onto my cock. “Yes, God, yes,” she exclaims, clamping around me so tightly, I have to fight to pull my cock out.

“I can’t wait to have your cum all over my cock and go back out there knowing I just made you come in the next room,” I murmur against her skin.

Laughter reaches us, and she gasps, but the idea of us being caught makes her groan and push back harder. Her hand drops down as she takes my cock like a good little girl.

“I’m just going to get a drink,” we hear Flo call.

Grinning, I reach around and flick her clit, making her cry out, even as she tries to pull away, but I won’t let her.

“You still have one here,” my dad hollers, and their footsteps retreat.

Lexi is panting, and her body is trembling. Grabbing the vibrator, I press it hard against her clit, letting it rock through her body as I slam into her again and again. “Come for me, Angel, come all over my cock.”

She whimpers, pushing back, and with one more thrust, she does just that. Her pussy clenches around me like a fist, trapping my cock inside her as she cries out and comes. Her whole body jerks with the force of her release. I wrap my hand around her neck, holding her to me as I fuck her through it, and with a groan of my own, I fill her sweet little pussy with my seed.

We both pant heavily, trying to catch our breath as we lean against the counter, until I laugh. Pulling free of her body, I kiss her shoulder before reaching down and tugging her panties up and into place. “Go back in there now, Angel, no cleaning up. I want you to feel my cum dripping from you as you talk and make nice.”

I step back as she turns and stumbles. Her cheeks are red, her eyes are wide from her release, her chest is heaving, and her breasts are almost spilling from her dress—I’ve never seen something so beautiful. “Holy hell,” she whispers. “That was so fucking hot.”

Grinning, I put my cock away and zip up just as we hear someone heading our way. I turn and grab the dish towel and a plate. Lexi panics and snatches a cup, pretending to wait to pass it to me as my stepmom comes in. She smiles widely at us, her cheeks heated from the wine.

“More wine?” she asks.

“Fridge, Carol,” I tell her nicely as Lexi blushes and looks away. “Should be nice and chilled. Careful of the condensation, might get your hand wet,” I comment, teasing Lexi, who looks at me with a grin.

Carol blinks in confusion, but grabs it and heads back out. “So twisted.” She laughs.

“You love it, Angel. Now go entertain. If you get stuck for conversation, feel free to mention how much you love my thick—”

“Forgot the bottle opener,” Carol announces as she steps into the room.

“Cake. You enjoyed it, didn’t you?” I finish.

“I did,” Lexi hedges and turns away as Carol searches for the opener. She sets the cup down. “It was really juicy, very satisfying,” she remarks before starting to leave the kitchen. “Best cake I’ve ever had.”

I grin, unable to help it, as Carol grabs the opener and looks at me. “Truly was a great cake, Ty!” she says before heading out also, leaving me behind as I laugh.

I’m so goddamn lucky I found my angel.