The look on Sadie’s face tells me everything. It’s pure horror and loathing.
This was a mistake. I don’t know what I expected, maybe something like this. But her parents are nastier, more horrible than I ever could have imagined. Her father’s insane eugenics-like idea of breeding the rich with the rich is just shy of insane, and most certainly it’s sick.
I take Sadie’s hand in mine. “Come on,” I say softly to her. “Let’s go.”
“Oh no, you don’t,” Regina says, coming around the desk.
“Dear,” Hans says sharply. “Stop it. Let the girl go.”
Sadie lingers for a second. “Can I see Peter?”
Her father shakes his head. “If you want to go, then go. If you want to stay, you will do as I tell you. This is your choice.”
She pauses for a second, and I can see the pain so clear on her face. I wish I could protect her from this too, but I can’t.
Finally, she turns. We walk together back through the doors, her mother and her father disappearing behind us.
We go straight back out the front door, and she doesn’t cry until we get into the elevator.
22
Gavin
One Month Later
It’s late when I finally get to leave the office. I’m dealing with a tidal wave of shit that’s been slowly threatening to consume everything, mostly because of that Tillman fuck, but I can handle it.
I have to handle it. For Sadie and the baby.
I’ve never had someone live with me before. I always thought it would be pretty awful. But truth is, I love having Sadie around the house. The work stuff is bullshit and stressful and hard, but as soon as I get home every day, I’m reminded of why I’m doing this, and it’s all worthwhile.
Today is no exception. I unlock the door and step inside, and there’s Sadie. She grins at me a little bit as I shut the door behind me and turn to face her.
She’s wearing only a thin white t-shirt, practically see-through, and her nipples are hard.
“Tough day?” she asks. She walks over to me and lifts her arms up to wrap them around my neck, and I can’t help but notice she’s not wearing any panties.
I smile a little. “No worse than any other day.”
“Good.” She kisses me softly. “You sounded stressed earlier.”
“You know. Just the usual shit.”
“My father still giving you a hard time?”
“Still trying to destroy me,” I confirm.
She pouts a little bit. “Poor Gavin. What can I do to make it better?”
I smirk at her and put my hands on her hips. “I don’t know.”
She kisses my neck then drops down to her knees. I watch as she unbuckles my belt and my cock is hard as fuck by the time she has my boxer briefs down around my ankles.
She strokes my thick cock and looks up at me.
“I could get used to this,” I say to her.
“I’m sure you can,” she says. “You’re stressed. I thought maybe I could help with that by doing what I do best.”
“You mean by sucking my cock?”
“That’s right, Daddy.”
I groan as she takes my cock in her mouth. She’s gotten so fucking good at that as she slowly slides it deep down into her throat. I lace my fingers through her hair as she begins to suck my tip, sliding her hand along the shaft.
She’s so fucking sexy. This is my life now. She doesn’t always suck me off after work, but it’s something new every day. Whether I’m tying her up in the bedroom, or fucking her tight little asshole, or pressing her breasts against the windows as I fuck her over the city, she’s insatiable.
I wasn’t sure if the pregnancy would change anything, but she’s handling it so well. In fact, she once told me that she feels better than she ever has, like she has a purpose now, and it’s growing inside of her every single day.
“Fuck, Sadie girl,” I groan as she takes me deep into her throat again. I press her head down, holding her there, fucking moaning as my cock fills her little throat.
She pulls back, saliva covering my cock, and jerks me fast. “I want to make you feel good, Daddy,” she says, pouting up at me. “Does it feel good?”
“It feels fucking incredible,” I say, practically a growl. “Suck that cock, girl. Fucking choke on it.”
She moans and takes me back into her mouth again, sliding up and down, sucking me faster. I press her down then let her back up, alternating between sucking my tip and deep-throating my whole cock.
As she sucks me, every single thing goes away. All of my stress disappears. I feel so fucking good as she works me, sucking her Daddy’s cock, my pregnant Sadie girl. She sucks me faster and faster and I can feel the glow growing.