"I love you."
"Daddy," she sobs.
As soon as that word slips from her lips, I lose it. My body locks up, my orgasm tearing through me like a vicious wind. It annihilates me. I come with a roar, my seed spilling across her hand and down her wrist. It lands against her belly in thick ropes. Still, it keeps coming, rope after rope. Until I'm drained and gasping for mercy.
Even then, my dick doesn't go down. I catch myself on my forearms, holding my weight off Milan so I don't squash her as I try to catch my breath. My heart pounds like a jackhammer, every single beat tapping out her name against my ribcage.
"Do you understand now?" I ask.
"Y-yes," she sobs, wrapped so tightly around me, I'm not sure where I end and she begins. "I'm sorry. I just… I j-just…"
"I know," I whisper, silencing her with a hard kiss. Her explanation isn't necessary. I know her, inside and out. I know her deepest fears and darkest desires, those secrets she holds so close. Every part of her, I know. Every part of her, I love.
We stay where we are for several long minutes, neither speaking, neither moving. I could die happy right here, with her beneath me, her pretty eyes locked on my face as if she can't look away. Her walls are gone, tumbled into dust.
Finally, finally, she understands me.
"Are you going to move in now, baby girl?" I murmur.
"Yes," she whispers back and then whimpers quietly.
She's trembling beneath me, the need for release wracking her gorgeous body. Her eyes are so dilated they're almost black. The fact that she's hurting for me is painful. It's my job to take care of her, to meet her every need. Instead, she's practically writhing, desperate for relief. My cum has soaked through her shirt, plastering it to her belly. She still looks like an angel, the most heavenly of temptations.
I drag myself to my feet, tucking my dick back inside my pants.
"You're missing class today," I growl, dragging her into my arms. I don't wait for her answer before I'm practically running for the stairs.