Daddy's Little Girl

Chapter ~ 22

Daddy pause mid insertion.

"I, um...I don't feel well." I lied.

"Would you like to take some rest?" He asks.

"No, no, it's fine! I'm fine." I assure them.

Daddy resume his movement, slowly removing his thumb from my throbbing pussy.

He shifts his hand so that now his middle and index finger are at my entrance.

Unlike the slow pumping of his thumb, he inserts them quickly.

I audibly gasp at the sensation, making unintentional eye contact with Daddy at the same time.

"Are you sure you're fine? You look...tense." Daddy asks grinning now taking everyone's attention towards me. Wait, did he just wink again? Or did I just imagine it?

"Honestly, I'm okay." I replied breathing hard as Daddy's fingers massages my g spot.

I am practically panting now, and making no effort to keep from staring into Daddy's wonderful dark black eyes.

I imagine it is his cock that are inside of me, and-

OH, GOD!

I fell head first into orgasm, my vagina convulsing around Daddy's fingers.

Half a second later, I realise what I have just done.

I feel all the blood drains from my face as Daddy yanks his hand out from under my dress.

Throughout the dinner he teases my body, keeping me on edge again and again, whispering all the things he's going to do to me on our wedding night.

The wedding planner seems to have come through with everything I'd asked for, having dinner ready to go and pink rose petals and candles covering every available surface of the dining room table.

The rest of the room is decorated with New Year baubles.

A mixture of my two favorite things: silver and pink!

Soon the night comes to an end after the New Year celebration, and everyone says goodnight, filled with excitement about tomorrow.

Tonight everyone seemed so happy about the wedding and went on and on about how they'd never seen Faisal so happy before.

It filled me with warmth.

It negated any lingering uneasiness I had about people thinking we shouldn't be together because of our age gap.

What I thought would be a long dragging night turned out to end sooner than I wished.

Giving my brother a hug and Faisal a soft kiss, I leave them in the living room as I make my way to my old bedroom.

I'm sad that Daddy won't be with me tonight, but it's tradition.

I check with the wedding planner to make sure everything is in place before I take a quick shower, hating that I'm washing Daddy's cum away from my body.

It already super sucked I wouldn't be sleeping with him tonight.

After slipping on some knee socks and underwear, I jump into bed.