Chapter 13

“Daddy faster.....”

My breath was heavy. It was around 2 am, and he was busy making love to me. The room was like ice and the tree house was filled with the voice of heavy rain with our moans.

As he told me, he won't let me sleep because he didn't want his baby to catch a cold and I didn't know where the fuck was baby.

I was angry beyond the word with him. He was thrusting in me faster but when I was about to reach my peak, he just stopped moving and said: “Baby, ask me to stop”.

“Daddy fucking baby of ours this time say stop, just tell him his mom is going to starve him tomorrow the whole day,” I yelled at him when he started slowing his speed.

“Why baby, I won't let you do that,” he said, almost stopping himself. I was feeling like if the baby was in front of me, seriously, I would spank him.

“Daddy, please let me come,” I said, this time pleading with him.

“But baby said he didn't want his mamma to come until she agrees to do a lap dance for daddy,” he said, squeezing my ass.

“I don't know how to do a fucking lap dance,” I exclaimed a third time. He is something demanding that I completely don't know.

“That's the fun, princess. I want to see how my princess does for me,” he said, again thrusting into me.

“Daddy, I don't even know how to start a dance sitting in your lap,” I said, glaring at him.

“You want me to ask baby for another choice?” he asked, having an evil smirk on his face, and I nodded without thinking maybe he gives me a better option.

“Ok princess,” He said, roaming his hand on my flat stomach. His speed increased again, and I felt the same pleasure reaching my peak. I was just about to come with his one last thrust, but the bastard again stopped, and I sighed.

“What he says?” I asked, annoyingly.

“He is saying he wants mummy and daddy photoshoot of having sex every move,” he said, smirking.

“Tell your baby he is going to get spanked when he comes out of here,” I said, pointing my index finger to my stomach.

“Oh baby, you look so beautiful when you're frustrated,” He chuckled.

“I need to come, daddy, please let me come,” I said, rubbing my clitoris.

“Princess, stay away from your sweet pink pussy. Don't touch; otherwise baby will not agree with me to let you come,” He said. He knows I will make myself come, but he didn't let me touch myself.

“It's on you what you want, lap dance or a photo shoot,” he said, sucking my hardened mud.

“Can you enlighten me about the photoshoot? How many people are going to click our pictures?” I asked, pushing his head more into my nipples.

“No one,” he said, switching nipples.

“Then a photo shoot?” I asked, arching my back.

“Princess, so many new technologies, we will record our sex and take screenshots. The recording will be in slow motion,” he said, coming to my mouth and giving me starving kisses.

“Ok I have decided,” I said

“What?” he asked, looking at me.

“Lap dance,” I said with a smirk.

“Good,” he said, kissing my lips.

“But for a lap dance, leave my pussy and if you leave, your baby catches a cold,” I said with an evil smirk.

“My princess trying to be smart with her daddy,” he said, curling his lips and spanking my ass.

“Your baby is saying he wants a lap dance,” I said, teasing him more.

“And he will get,” he said in the swift moment I am on top, and he is beneath me, but he sat on the bed and me on his lap, still inside me.

“Now dance,” he said the same, teasing me.

“How?” I asked, looking at him.

“Dance, so you think,” he said, caressing my back.

“Daddy, why are you torturing me today?” I said, frustration visible on my face.

“Because the baby is saying princess,” he laughed.

“I can ride you, and you have to accept it as your lap dance,” I said, riding him while his hand was busy squeezing my ass with a spank.

“Why are you spanking?” I asked.

“Because baby complaint to me about his mom was saying spanking him, so I am spanking you, so he knows I am always on his side,” he said on my lips.

“Daddy,” I moaned in his mouth.

“Now, baby, just told me he wants her mom to come at least three times,” he whispered in my ear and shifted our position. Now I am under him.

“I love your mom, baby,” he said, thrusting into me with the fastest speed. The creaking sound of bed and my moan roar in a whole tree house with the sounds of rain.

With the increasing sound of rain, his speed increases. I fisted the sheet so hard because I was reaching my peak.

“Fuck, princess,” he said when my wall clenched around his dick, and he comes hard inside me.

“Mom loves both daddy and baby,” I said with a heavy breath.

“It's not over the princess, baby asked you to forgive him, so he told me to let you come the entire night,” he said and again started thrusting in me and I felt like my legs turned out jelly not allowing me to walk tomorrow because of baby and his daddy.

******

“Princess woke up” I heard daddy calling me, but I still wanted to sleep more. I curled myself more into a quilt.

“Hmm, five minutes more,” I said with my closed eyes. He lay beside me and I felt his hand on my flat stomach, caressing my bare skin with his icy hand.

“Don't starve my baby, princess?” he said, removing the quilt.

“He is not hungry,” I said, pulling back the quilt to get more sleep.

“He told me he was hungry, so wake Mummy and feed her, so I can also eat,” he removed the quilt, giving me no chance to pull back.

“Little Brat,” I huffed, sitting on the bed.

“No, he is not,” he said, kissing his lips.

“I want to sleep more, I am sleepy,” I was complaining to him.

“I know you wish to sleep, and maybe you still need rest but have something then again sleep," He said, caressing my cheek.

“I don't understand why I am feeling so tired,” I huffed. It has been three days, and I was feeling asleep every time.

“It's already afternoon, soon going to be evening princesses,” he said, lifting me.

“But I would like to sleep more,” I said, opening my eyes. Now we are in our room, not in the tree house.

“When did we get back here?” I asked Last night we slept in the tree house, and I don't know when were we back here.

“Morning when you were sleeping,” he said, sitting me on the commode.

“If you want pee to do it, I am going to bring your lunch,” he said and left the bathroom to give me my privacy. I did my morning routine and returning to the room, I saw him arranging lunch for us.

“Thanks daddy,” I said sitting in the bed, and he served lunch for me.

“How's my baby?” He asked, feeding my favorite lasagna.

“He must be fine,” I said.

“Princess, we are going back in 10 days,” he informed.

“What is the date today?” I asked.

“It's 15th January,” he replied, eating his food.

“My periods are late, 10 days,” I whispered enough, so he can also hear me. I was looking at him in shock, but he was all relaxed, smiling at me.

“That's why you were sure I am pregnant,” I asked, roaming my hand on my stomach.

“Yes, and now baby wants Mummy should eat,” he said, feeding me lasagna.

“Seriously, he is here. I thought we were just talking,” I said, looking at my stomach.

“Yes, he is,” he said, sitting me on his lap and roaming his hand on my stomach while I was leaning toward his hard chest.

“Once we are back, I will arrange a check-up,” he said, kissing my temple.

“Ohhh daddy,” I moaned when is starting sucking my sweet spot.

“Can't wait to taste it?” he said and his hand squeezed my muskmelon-size boobs.

“But that milk for baby, not for you daddy,” I said, turning my face to his handsome face.

“Baby allows me to share his milk,” he said, kissing my parted lips.

“Baby, listen to you a lot,” saying I giggled.

“Because he is mine,” He said, kissing me more.

“Yeah, only yours,” I said, removing his t-shirt.

“Baby wants to feel daddy,” I said, taking his hand and putting it on my stomach.

“Carving for me,” He teased.

“Your baby is craving more than me,” I smiled.

“Mummy doesn't want,” he asked, laying me on the bed.

“We both want you,” I said, kissing his lips.

“But the baby is telling me he intends to eat ice cream,” He said, taking the vanilla ice cream bowl.

“I would rather not eat anything,” I said in an annoying tone.

“You don't have to eat. I will take care of this,” he said, spreading my legs. I was looking at him with the look what he- is- up to.

“Ohhh, my god, daddy….” I screamed so loud. When he put one spoon of vanilla ice cream on my heated core. Ice cream got melted and found its way from my core to my anus.

“It's so cold, Daddy,” I said, struggling to get up from the bed. My clitoris likes the most sensitive part of my body.

“Stay still princess if you don't want punishment,” He said, digging his face in between my leg, licking ice-melted cream, and sucking my labia. He dipped his finger in ice cream and inserted me in and out.

I gasp at the cool ice cream inside me, and it's giving me foreign feelings.

“Please faster,” I said with heavy breathing his speed increased, and I know I can come anytime.

“Come Princess for daddy,” he said, and I came into his mouth.

“So tasty” He licked his lips, coming to my lips, and we shared a passionate kiss.

“Baby wants to meet you now,” I said

“I know a princess,” he said, adjusting himself at my center.

“I am coming baby to meet you” He pushed him inside me and I felt complete.

“Today only I will have you a little fast because the baby is still a small bean and thereafter, I can't be hard,” he said and getting rough like always having me so hard. I feel like I am in space, seeing stars with my eyes.

I came twice, and he shoots his seeds inside me.

“I want to sleep again,” I said, catching my breath.

“Sleep, for now. We will have dinner at the beach,” he said, kissing my forehead. It's like it's a routine of having dinner at the beach and spending time in the garden. Usually, he is busy with his study while I just sleep in our room.

I nodded and dozed off again, feeling tired because of our passionate love.

When I woke from my sleep, feeling something wet between my leg. Once I thought it was our come sticking it, so I ignored it, but I felt something coming out of me and I saw blood, knowing I got my period.