His Baby Girl by Rosa Mink

Epilogue

Clint

Ipull the bike off the main road onto a dirt one, driving another mile until we get to the lake.  The air is calm, the place deserted the way we like, and I park the bike outside the cottage.  We’re about an hour away from home if anything emergent happens but I intend to get a full day of my girl’s attention.

“Do you want to go out on the lake?” Mel asks as I help her off. Staring at her long legs when she slips off the pants, I make her wear to ride, showing off the ass-hugging tight shorts under them.  “It’s a too little chilly by now to go swimming, but you could fish.”

I give her ass a little spank, shaking my head.  “We come out here enough with the twins to fish and swim.  You know exactly what I want today, baby girl.”

“Daddy has been a really good boy lately,” Mel teases, pulling her top off over her head and her breasts bounce pulling a growl from me that she wasn’t wearing a bra.  She still doesn’t always need one, her breasts are just a bit bigger than when we first got together, and a part of me misses their size from when she was pregnant and nursing.

The twins are five now, in kindergarten, and Mel has been helping out around the office again after dropping them off at school until it’s time to pick them up.  Today, we’re letting Jenna pick them up and take them home.  A first but over the last five years she’s stuck to her medications and therapy.  I don’t have to worry any longer if she’s going to hurt Mel out of spite.

Jenna learnt she liked living by herself, taking responsibility and control of her choices and decisions, and now has her own condo.  We have her over for dinner and the twins love her, letting us relax knowing that they’ll be fine until we get home later tonight.

“Where’s your bra?” I ask as Mel’s fingers push the bottom of my shirt up, a grin on her lips, in her eyes.

“At home, with my panties,” she adds, and I grab her waist, tossing her onto my shoulder before moving us into the cottage.  The place is exactly what she described her dream playhouse would look like, the one she dreamt of having to hide away in when she was little.  The first time she saw it she broke down in tears and our little Nolan kicked my ankle for making her cry.

I didn’t mind but Mel told him he wasn’t allowed to kick or hit anyone, even if she seemed upset.  Then told the kids that the tears were happy ones, because their daddy built this place to make her happy.  After that, they were content to roam around, finding all the little secret things I put into the place.

Including the hidden door to our bedroom, the bookshelf along the hallway that I’m pushing through now.

I have Mel’s shorts torn off her, seeing she’s complete bare underneath them as well, and I tug her over my lap, giving her ass five hard spanks, turning it pink.  My clothes are gone in an instant as she lays on the bed, a smile on her lips staring at me.

“You know what happens when you don’t cover daddy’s pussy when you leave the house, baby girl.”  I let out a grunt as I fill her hard and fast, pressing her thighs down into the bed fucking her harder when she moans.

“They were covered with the shorts and pants, daddy.”

“Not enough,” I growl, pushing her harder as I bury myself deep inside her.  “That’s it, baby, that’s how you take daddy’s cock when you’ve been bad.”

“What if I promise to give daddy something special?  Will that make him happier with me?”

Her words nearly make me come undone, but I hold off, feeling her pussy flutter around me.  “What do you think you can give daddy that would be that special?  I’ve had you every way I want, every way you’ve wanted.  What else is there?”

“Another baby,” she says her eyes holding mine and I can’t stop it this time.  I explode like a rocket, filling her entirely as she squeezes me tight.

My breathing is rough when I come down enough to think, wrapping Mel up tighter as I stare down at her smiling face.  “Are you serious?  You want another baby now?”

“Yeah, I love being with you during the days, but I miss it, taking care of our little baby, that sweet scent from them, the way they want to snuggle when it rains.  I want all of that.  I know you did too a few years ago, but I just wanted to focus on the twins.  Now that they’re in school…”

“I want to put another baby in you more than you know, Mel.  When we’re home, you’re going to make an appointment and get rid of that IUD, then give daddy this pussy whenever I want, aren’t you?”  Her smile at my words, teasing tone, floods me with need for her and I slide back into her, making her moan again.

“I already had my appointment.  Two months ago,” she whispers to me and my brow lifts.  “It might take a bit Helen warned for everything to regulate, but we’re not protected right now.  So, what are you going to do about it?”

“This,” I growl, turning us until she’s straddling my cock, watching her ride me until she’s coming, and I turn her again, filling her full.

The day is incredible, and we get home to the twins, ready for bed but excited from their day.  It leaves a smile on my lips, and I take Mel every chance I can get, just as she comes looking for me every chance she can.

I check my phone when I get back to the office about six weeks later, finding a video from Mel that makes me rock hard.  I can’t help but rub my cock through my jeans as I sit in my truck, watching my girl please herself.  She puts a little vibrator against her clit, coming almost instantly and I squeeze my dick hard to stop from coming with her.

It’s her movement after she comes that sends me out of the truck and into the office shouting her name.  She saunters out of my office, her eyes twinkling and a gorgeous smile on her lips.

“What’s going on?” John asks coming from the conference room, but I ignore him, moving straight to my girl.

“You’re sure?” I demand staring down at her.

“I’m sure,” she says, wrapping her legs around me when I lift her up, kissing her until I can’t breathe.

“I’m going to be a dad again,” I state smiling just as big as she is.

“Yeah, I’m pregnant.”  Her response draws a few gasps from behind us, but I don’t care at all.  I turn with her still in my arms and carry her to the truck, taking her home and straight to bed.  Showing her all over again that she’s my baby girl, and I’ll never let her go.