Anything for the Man of the House: Ten Brats who Learn how to Behave by Scarlett Skyes Page B

changed.
One of daddy ’ s strong hands moved to the
middle of my back, supporting me as he slowly laid me down on the
soft rug. The thick fur-like material tickled at my bare back
causing me to giggle. A smile crossed daddy ’ s face and with an agility belying his size and age
he sprang back to his feet.
    With deft movements he removed
his thick jacket. His hands were quick and efficient. He wasn't
drawing out his reveal, and I didn ’ t
mind. I had waited years to see him with nothing on. With military
efficiency he removed layer upon layer until only his pants and
boots remained. His eyes scanned up and down my body taking in
every inch of me. If it had been anyone else seeing me in my semi
naked state, I might have been self-conscious of my size, but not
with daddy.
    I couldn ’ t take my eyes off his chest. His muscles had
muscles; I had to swallow the saliva filling my mouth. He was by
far the fittest forty-three-year-old, I had ever seen.
    “Do you know what I am going to
do to you, Myka?”
    Forcing my eyes from his
lickable chest I looked up into his chiseled face and nodded my
head. "Make love to me."
    “No.” His voice was rough, and
face held the same expression it did when he was commanding his
squad. “I am going to fuck you hard and fast.”
    A fissure of fear raced through
me. Didn ’ t he know that I was a virgin?
That no man, or boy, had ever touched me? That the kiss he had just
gifted me was the first I had ever had? And although I didn't want
him to stop I needed him to be gentle with me? My inner cheerleader
had even stopped her high kicks and thought; doesn ’ t he have to prepare us? I was in total
agreement with her. I knew from simply feeling him pressed against
me that he wasn ’ t a small man, in any
way.
    “ Umm
Daddy...I...I —”
    “You’ve never been with a man
before. This sweet little pussy has never had anything but your own
fingers to pet and play with it.” Again I nodded at him. The way he
was speaking was like nothing I could have imagined. The
combination of his dirty words and gravel voice had a fresh gush of
cream coating my panties, my own feminine fragrance drifting to my
nose. “Little girl, the walls in our base house were not thick
enough to drown out your midnight moans.”
    Mortification filled me, as I
tried to recall how often I would masturbate to thoughts of my
daddy when he should have been sleeping. At a time of night I
believed my moans wouldn't be heard.
    “Do you know how hard it has
been for me? How difficult it was to not come into your room and
put you over my knee for teasing me with something I couldn't have?
With something I shouldn't want?”
    “Sorry.” It was all I could
think to say. I hadn't intentionally done any of those things.
    “Oh, you will be. Your little
cunt is going to know exactly how hard it has made me.”
    While he had been speaking
he ’ d continued disrobing, his boots,
socks and belt now sitting beside the coffee table. The only thing
he still wore was the thick camouflage pants. As I watched his
hands move he popped the buttons and slid the zip down. I swear I
heard the sound of each tooth as it separated. The loosened
material slipped from his hips with ease to reveal that he wore
nothing beneath. Of their own accord my knees clamped together, and
panic filled me at seeing his full size. There was no way that could fit inside of me. The purple tip tapped against
his stomach leaving a wet trail above his belly button. I looked
down at my own arm and judged the length from my wrist to
elbow.
    I hadn ’ t known I ’ d started
shaking my head in denial, until he spoke.
    “Yes Myka, you will take it
all.”
    “I don't think I can. I don't
think anyone can!” I could hear the fear in my voice.
    His laugh boomed through the
room. “Yes they have little girl. And so will you.” With that he
dropped to his knees.
    I still wore my panties and bra.
But in a move only a Navy Seal had the ability to pull off, he
retrieved a