Prince Player(187)

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.

“Swallow my fucking come,” I say to her.

“Yes, Daddy,” she says, sucking me even faster.

I come hard in her mouth, and she doesn’t even hesitate to swallow every drop. She cleans it up with her tongue when I’m finished.

“Fucking hell,” I say.

She stands up, smiling. “All better?”

“All better,” I say, grabbing her and kissing her deeply.

She laughs when I’m done and I head inside. I drop the mail on the counter along with my briefcase, then I head back into the bedroom.

“What do you want for dinner?” I call out to her. “I was thinking about ordering some Indian food.” I pull on some clean boxers and jeans. “Or we can go out somewhere. Or I can cook. Whatever you want.” Once I’m dressed, I head back out into the kitchen.

Sadie is standing at the counter, staring at a piece of paper. A torn open envelope is on the counter in front of her.

“Sadie?” I ask. “What’s wrong?”

Her face is stuck in a mask of horror, fear, and disbelief. She looks up at me slowly.

“It’s a letter,” she says.

“What does it say?” I ask gently.

She hesitates a second. “Here, take it.” She thrusts the piece of paper at me.

I take it from her hands, frowning. The letterhead is from a major law firm in the city, one of the best, if not the best. The name at the bottom is hand signed, and it’s one of the names of the founding partners.

I know what this is without even having to read it. I skim through the legal jargon and read enough just to get a sense of what the letter means.

I put it down on the counter with a sigh and pull her against me. “You’re going to be okay,” I say to her.

“I didn’t expect this so soon.”

“I know. But we’ll get through it.”

“Why are they like this?” she asks me, her voice barely a whisper.

“I don’t know.”

“I mean, I get being angry. And upset. I hoped maybe they’d come around. But they want to kick me out of the family, Gavin, and not just informally. They want to make it legal. They want to bury me.”

I nod and hold her tightly. The letter basically said that her father wishes to set up a meeting to go over her status as a member of the family. It goes on to say a bunch of other legalistic jargon, but if you read between the lines, she’s pretty much right. Her family wants to get rid of her, and they want to do it for real.

That surprises even me. I know her family is a bunch of bloodsucking assholes that only care about their name and their fortune. They don’t give a shit about Sadie at all. But part of me thought they’d at least wait until the baby was born to disown her.

But no, apparently they gave her one month, and now she’s done.

I think I understand why she’s upset. It’s not about the money, although of course part of her is angry about that. Her two brothers will get even more from the estate now because she’s been written out. And even Peter hasn’t reached out to her, which I know is tearing her up inside.

No, it’s really just about her family. She always thought she was a member of their tribe, a part of their family, an important person in their lives. She’s a daughter and a sister to them, and yet now they’re formally kicking her out. Family is supposed to be something you’re stuck with no matter what, even if you hate your family, they’re still family. That never changes.