6. Big Daddy

CHAPTER 6

Big Daddy

After stopping for a late lunch at some burger and shake place along the way, we picked up the scheduled load of produce heading for Jacksonville, and the closer we get to the city, the more nervous Matilda becomes. I want to relax her, but she’s got all this pent-up energy thanks to the messages her parents have been sending her since last night.

They range from love and concern from her father to hateful and everywhere in between from her mother. The hate coming from her mother makes me want to give the bitch a piece of my mind, but Matilda is too damn sweet and won’t allow me to respond.

Hoping to distract her, I decide to flip the twenty questions over to her since I’ve been answering them all day. “So, do I finally get to know why you were broken down wearing that skimpy bikini last night?” Christ, was it only last night? I feel like I’ve had this girl in my truck for months.

Her face lights up at my question, and I realize it’s the only one I’ve asked about her, and I want to kick my own ass. “Well, I’m a model. My mom was my manager and agent for, well, basically everything in California, and I hated it; it’s why I moved in with my dad. I’ve always wanted to branch out on my own but never got the chance…until now.”

“A model?” I can see it. She’s gorgeous.

“Yeah, my mom got me into it when I was ten, and it blossomed from there. But recently, she wanted me to transition into doing nude shoots, and I couldn’t stand it.” A blush stains her cheeks as she glances at me. “I realize I was nearly naked yesterday, but the important things were covered. I’m just uncomfortable sharing that part of myself with the public.” Her hands twist, and I reach over, bringing one to my mouth to kiss the inside of her wrist.

“You shouldn’t be forced to do anything you don’t want to, baby girl.” Her entire body slackens as she continues.

“Right. Well, after I told my dad—who’s really not that bad of a guy—what she was trying to do, he bought me a plane ticket, had a lawyer and the sheriff show up, and I was escorted to the airport an hour later.”

“Your mother must have been pissed.” I can almost imagine the fit the woman would have thrown based on the messages she’s been sending.

“She was. She made all kinds of threats, but thankfully, my dad is the one in control of my finances, and he hired a guy years ago to make sure my mom couldn’t take more than her fifteen percent. So I have a nice nest egg to hold onto until I find my way in the world.” There’s a tinge of sadness to her tone.

“What’s that for?” I ask, gesturing to her frown.

She shrugs a shoulder. “I just wish my mom would love me for me and not the money I’ve made for her.” In this moment, curled up on the seat, my oversized shirt engulfing her tiny frame, I see the little girl who desperately craves her mother’s approval.

“Princess,” I growl, dragging her over to sit in my lap. Unconcerned that I’m driving, I hold her close. “I’m sure she does, but maybe she got lost along the way.” I fucking hope that’s the case because I’d hate to have to be the one to put my foot down and tell the jaded bitch to stop contacting her only child.

“Maybe,” she mumbles into my throat, her breath tickling the hair on my chest.

“Daddy?” I groan at the sound of her voice; I recognize that tone. She needs my dick.

“Yeah, baby girl?” I’m already pulling into the next rest stop. We’ve got less than an hour of driving left.

Curling a hand around the back of my neck, she lifts up to breathe into my ear, “Will you fuck your cum into me, please?”

Fuckin’ hell.

In a flash, she pulls up her tiny skirt and unbuckles my jeans. “Since you asked so nicely.” I kiss the top of her head as I get my rig into park and shut down. I barely have enough time to let the seat shift back before she climbs on my swollen cock.

Watching her slide down the beast, her sweet little honey pot flowing with her desire is nearly more than I can take.

“Daddy?” she moans as I fill her up unhurriedly.

“Matilda,” I hiss when she squeezes my dick with her slick pussy. “What do you need, sweetheart?”

“Will you put a baby in me?” Her wide, innocent eyes stare up at me, and my heart almost seizes in my chest.

“What?” I croak.

She nibbles her lip before sliding completely down my cock and rocking back and forth. “I told you I had breathing room to decide my future, but all I want is you. To hold all the pieces of you inside my body.”

Goddamn.

Gripping the back of her neck, I force her head back so our eyes clash, and in hers, I see the certainty, the need, the absolute desire to bind her life with mine. “Fuck, baby girl, you own me.” A brilliant smile flashes on her face as she twists her hips, making me go blind for a minute. I’m so fuckin’ deep in her cunt that I can feel her cervix trying to keep me out. “If you ain’t got a baby in you yet, you will soon,” I promise her as I use her body to fuck myself.

Slashing my lips over hers, I claim the woman in my lap like she’s a tender morsel of meat, because she is; she’s all fuckin’ mine, and I’m never letting her go.

“Come all over Daddy’s big dick, baby girl. Cream him up so I can get deeper.” She whines in the back of her throat as she plunges over the edge, her body limp as she lights up, and I force her down as far as she’ll go on my length, using her hips as leverage.

“Oh, Daddy,” she purrs. “It hurts so good.” Wrapping her arms around my back, she leans her head on my chest, kissing and biting along the way as she thrusts with me, tightening that pussy like a fuckin’ goddess. “Come for me now, Daddy; it’s your turn.”

“Fuck!” I roar as load after load of cum shoots out of my dick, her pulsing walls telling me she’s gone over the edge again, too, but I can’t focus long enough to register her cries.

When we come down, my eyes open to find the world is still intact, and a couple of other truckers are standing a few feet in front of my engine, having watched and heard the show. Smirks cross their faces as they walk away. I tilt Matilda’s chin up and ravage her lips in a kiss meant to show the world who she belongs to.

“Mmmm, Daddy, I’ll be feeling that all month long.” My dick kicks inside her body, making her moan again.

“You’re coming home with me tonight,” I tell her. It was my plan all along, but I was waiting for her to ask for what she wanted. I’m no longer giving her a choice. She wants to bind herself to me with a child. Well, it’s for fuckin’ ever now. I’m never letting my baby girl go.

“Yes, Big Daddy.” Glad she fuckin’ agrees.