Love You Forever Baby Girl

daddy

As we sit on the plush couch, our bodies pressed close together, I can feel the sexual tension building between us. Luke's hand occasionally brushes against mine, sending tingles of electricity down my spine. I can't help but steal glances at him, taking in his muscular build and piercing blue eyes.

Luke leans in and whispers in my ear, his breath warm against my skin. "You're looking particularly gorgeous tonight, Taylor." The sound of his voice sends shivers down my spine, and I feel my heart rate quicken.

"Thank you, Luke," I reply, trying to keep my voice steady. "I'm glad you like what you see."

"Oh, I do," he says, his eyes darkening with desire. "I do."

Luke's hand slowly moves up my thigh, his touch feather-light and maddeningly teasing. I squirm in my seat, trying to resist the urge to jump his bones right here and now. But Luke is clearly enjoying torturing me, drawing out the anticipation and making me beg for more.

"Luke, please," I moan, my voice barely above a whisper. "Don't tease me like this."

He chuckles, his hand continuing its slow journey up my body. "But Taylor, darling, teasing is half the fun."

I let out a frustrated sigh, leaning back against the couch. Luke's hand stops its exploration, and I can feel him watching me, waiting for my next move. I know what he wants, what he expects from me. And I'm more than happy to oblige.

"Fine, Luke," I say, turning to face him. "If teasing is what you want, then teasing is what you'll get."

I lean in, pressing my lips against his. The kiss is slow and lingering, a promise of things to come. I can feel Luke's body tense with anticipation, his hands gripping my hips tightly. I pull away, a sly smile playing on my lips.

"Was that enough teasing for you?" I ask, a mischievous glint in my eyes.

Luke growls, his grip on me tightening. "Not nearly, Taylor," he says, his voice husky with desire.

He stands up, pulling me to my feet. "Come with me," he says, leading me towards the bed.

I follow him willingly, my heart pounding with excitement. Luke pushes me down onto the bed, his body covering mine. His lips find mine again, his kiss urgent and desperate. I can feel his erection pressing against me, and I moan with pleasure.

Luke's hand reaches up, cupping my breast. He teases my nipple through the fabric of my shirt, and I arch my back, begging for more. He obliges, pulling my shirt over my head and exposing my bare skin to his gaze. He takes a moment to admire me, his eyes raking over my body with appreciation.

"You're so beautiful, Taylor," he murmurs, his voice full of reverence.

I blush at his words, my heart swelling with love for him. Luke has always had a way with words, and he knows exactly how to make me feel

adored and cherished.

His hand moves down my body, tracing the curve of my waist and the flare of my hips. He reaches the waistband of my pants, his fingers teasing the button.

"Luke, please," I beg, my voice trembling with need.

He smirks, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Begging already, Taylor?" he asks, his voice dripping with amusement.

I nod, unable to form coherent words. Luke chuckles, his fingers finally undoing the button and pulling down my pants. He helps me step out of them, his eyes never leaving my body.

He leans down, his lips finding my inner thigh. He kisses and nips at my skin, moving closer and closer to my center. I moan, my hips bucking involuntarily.

"Luke, please," I beg again, my voice desperate.

He looks up at me, his eyes full of desire. "Please what, Taylor?" he asks, his voice low and seductive.

"Please...touch me," I say, my voice barely above a whisper.

Luke's lips curl into a smirk, and he finally gives in, his fingers tracing my folds. I moan, my back arching off the bed. Luke's touch is expert, his fingers knowing exactly where to press and stroke to drive me wild.

He continues to tease me, his fingers dancing over my skin. I can feel myself getting close, my body tensing and trembling. Luke must sense it too, because he increases his pace, his fingers moving faster and harder.

I cry out, my orgasm crashing over me like a wave. Luke continues to touch me, drawing out my pleasure until I'm left breathless and weak.

He moves up my body, his lips finding mine again. I can taste myself on his lips, and I moan, my body still humming with pleasure.

"Luke," I murmur, my hands reaching up to touch his chest.

He pulls back, his eyes meeting mine. "Yes, Taylor?" he asks, his voice full of concern.

"I need you," I say, my voice barely above a whisper.

Luke's eyes darken with desire, and he nods. "As you wish, princess," he says, his voice low and seductive.

He reaches down, undoing his pants and pulling them off. He reaches into his bedside table, pulling out a condom and sheathing himself. He positions himself at my entrance, looking at me for confirmation.

I nod, my body ready and eager for him. Luke thrusts into me, filling me completely. I cry out, my body stretching to accommodate him.

Luke starts to move, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm. I meet him thrust for thrust, my body moving in time with his. Luke's hand reaches up, cupping my breast and teasing my nipple.

"Daddy," I moan, my voice full of need.

Luke growls, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. I can feel myself getting close again, my body tensing and trembling.

"Come for me, Taylor," Luke commands, his voice low and seductive.

I let out a cry, my orgasm crashing over me like a wave. Luke follows soon after, his body shuddering with pleasure.

We collapse onto the bed, our bodies slick with sweat. Luke pulls me close, his arms wrapping around me. I snuggle into his chest, feeling content and sated.

"I love you, Taylor," Luke murmurs, his lips pressing against my forehead.

"I love you too, Luke," I reply, my voice full of sincerity.

We lay there in silence, our breathing slowly returning to normal. I can feel myself drifting off to sleep, Luke's arms around me a comforting and familiar presence.

As I drift off, I can't help but feel grateful for this moment, for Luke, and for the love that we share. I know that our relationship isn't perfect, that there will be challenges and obstacles along the way. But in this moment, as I lay in Luke's arms, I feel happy and content. And for now, that's enough.