Daddy, I love you

Yes!

                                                                                (2 months later)

"Oh my God!" I yell.

"What is it baby?"

"I'm-I'm pr-pregnant!"

He looks shocked for a moment, then a loving and gentle smile spreads across his god-like face. Oh, my God. He's horrified and wants to let me down easy. Oh, God. I rush to the toilet to throw up. He rushes after me, looking concerned. 

"What's wrong, baby?"

"You don't want this baby. You don't want me anymore. You were gonna let me down easy. You don't wanna see me fat and-"

I go silent as I feel his lips on mine. I moan, tilting his head to the angle I want. He groans. I start to grind myself into him,  he's hard again. I groan. 

"Baby, I want you. I'm ecstatic to have a baby with you. You should know that. I love you and I'll love this baby."

"Daddy," I moan.

"Yes, baby?"

"I need you in me. Now."

As soon as I said that, he sprung into action. Kissing me roughly, grasping my breast in one hand, and my p**sy in the other. He started rubbing in fast circles, making me moan. I uncovered him. Grasping his, smooth, hot, and hard c*ck in my hand. He groaned, then lifted my dress and slid into me. I moaned. He pushed me onto the bed. His breathing, heavy. He starts licking my neck, while thrusting hard and rough into me. 

"I love you."

"I love you, too. " He grunted. 

I was about to c*m, I could feel it in my stomach. The little knot just needed a push.