fuck you?”
She nods her head while I run my hand down her stomach to her dripping core. I rub my hard dick against her ass and she pushes back into it. I pet her clit a few times, just enough to keep her on edge. I smile when I pull back and lead her down the hall and into the kitchen.
I sit her up on the counter and spread her legs. She makes a little protest, and I assume the granite is cold. I turn to open the refrigerator and she starts to close her legs.
I make a tsking noise as I push her legs open again. "I want to see that kitty while I feed you. A little girl’s pussy should always be open to her Daddy."
I make something easy, because fuck if I care about food right now. I throw together some omelets while she watches me the whole time. She hasn’t said much, but I see there are questions running through her mind.
When I finish making our simple dinner, I take her over to the dining room and put both plates at the head of the table. I sit down, and then I put Haley sideways on my lap. I reach through her legs and pull out my cock, adjusting it so it juts up between her thighs and presses against her cunt. I don’t have any intentions of doing more than that, I just want my dick against that sweet, creamy heat.
“Now, Haley, let’s have a real conversation.”
She nods as I feed her bites of the omelet, humming her enjoyment. She subtly rubs her pussy lips against my dick, trying to gain friction. I smile at her efforts but make no move to encourage it. That hungry snatch begs me for it, and I leak pre-cum, loving the way she feels against me.
“Pay attention, Haley, or I’ll take your cock toy away.”
She does this cute little pout thing with her bottom lip that makes me laugh.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Haley, do you know why I’ve brought you here and done these things to you?”
“Because I was in danger at the party and you were protecting me?”
“Yes, that’s part of the reason you ended up here. But my decision to take you physically and finally make you mine has been something I’ve struggled with for years.”
I sigh heavily as I feed her more of her dinner and try to explain without sounding like a creep.
“Haley, I have loved you as my own daughter since the day you were born. I’ve watched you grow into a young girl and then into a young woman. I’ve never in my life felt this way about anyone. I haven't been able to look at another woman in years. I haven’t touched another woman in years. At your sweet sixteen pool party I saw your top fall off, and I wasn’t able to stop my feelings from turning from paternal to sexual.”
I take another deep breath and disclose the full extent of my depravity.
“I only want you, Haley. I know how you’ve always watched me. I know you’ve always fantasized about me. I saw all those looks you gave me for years. But I never allowed myself to see you in that way. Until then. Once I lowered that wall and saw you sexually, there was no turning back. I want to own you. I want to be the man in your life. I want to be the one to ripen you sexually, and also the one who helps you grow up. I want you to go to college and choose a career, if that’s what you want to do. I want to be there for every milestone in your life. I want to be the man who awaits you at the end of the aisle, not the one who gives you away. I want to be the one to give you babies when you’re ready, and I want your life to be entwined with mine.”
Her eyes are so big at my confession, I don’t know what she is thinking.
“Haley, I don’t want to scare you, but because you’re so young and I’m so much older, this will be a problem for a lot of people. This may potentially ruin any friendship I have with your father and any relationship you have with him too. You don’t have to decide right this moment what you want to do, but I need you to know my intentions are not pure. I want your decisions to be made by me. I want to be your Daddy forever. This isn’t