Chapter Thirteen: AftercareShe frowns and pouts when he pulls away from her to wet a piece of towel and wipe her down. She smells like him, smells like his. He is tempted to lock the doors and keep anyone from taking her away, but he knows it's not possible. He kisses the inside of her thighs and wipes the come that's slowly dripping out from between her p***y lips.
She smells content and exhausted.
"Can I stay with you, daddy?" she asks, clinging to his arm when he's wiping off the c*m from her chin.
He shakes his head and doesn't elaborate. He doesn't need to.
"What if- what if I went to the government. Could I stay with you then?"
He snarls at her so violently that she flinches away on instinct. Her soft whimpers bring him back to himself and he quickly soothes her with a hand on t
