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I made them call me Daddy? What if I made them have threesomes with me?”
    I shrugged as I looked back at him. “I would do all of those things for you... Daddy.” I said it with just a hint of teasing in my voice.
    He rolled his eyes. “I did not make them call me Daddy. But, I did make them take showers with me.” He stepped forward and began to rub the shampoo into my scalp. His fingers were strong and sure, just like he was. “I washed their hair, ran my fingers through their beautiful golden locks, and every time I imagined that you were here, moaning as I washed your hair.”
    I moaned softly and closed my eyes as his hands ran roughly through my hair. He worked the long blonde hair, taking his time. Every once in a while his fingers would catch a snag, pulling me slightly and making me gasp. But after far too short a time, his expert hands had every kink worked out. He spent untold minutes just running his fingers through my hair, touching every strand. I never wanted it to end.
    I was drifting off into a pleasurable haze, his fingers and the hot water drawing me into heaven. He put his hand in my hair and made a fist, paralyzing me. “You have no idea how many times I've fantasized about this,” he said, pushing me harder against the shower wall. He was breathing hard, and I could feel his cock, harder than I had ever felt it before, behind me. I got up on my tiptoes, practically begging him to enter me.
    Instead, he reached around my body, touching my clit. My knees immediately began to shake as he expertly did the two-finger swirl, sending waves of pleasure through my body with every drop of water that ran off his fingers. “Come for me,” he commanded me. “I want you to come. I want you to remember this experience every time you take a shower from now on.”
    “Oh, God,” I whispered. I pressed even harder against the wall of the shower as I felt his cock move between my ass cheeks. He gripped my hair even tighter, causing a contraction to run through me as I grimaced from both the pain and the intense pleasure.
    As the head of his cock ran against my pucker, I thought that, if he just asked, I would let him take me there. However, I breathed a sigh of relief as he kept moving, finally pressing his cock against my entrance. He stopped there, right at the precipice. “Come for me,” he again demanded.
    “I'm coming!” I screamed as my legs buckled. He practically growled in my ear as his cock pressed into me, sliding into my wet pussy. I'll never forget how full I felt as I contracted on his cock. My eyes rolled back into my head as my body shimmied and shook with sheer wonder. He stopped moving his fingers on my clit and caught me by my hips, holding me against the tile wall as he began to piston inside of me.
    The tile was still cold against my skin, and it took me a moment to realign myself after coming off such a powerful orgasm. I managed to straighten myself back up, getting back on my tiptoes so he could go deeper inside of me. Every stroke was better than the last. I arched my back, giving him access to every inch and needing him to fill me completely as only he could.
    His breathing intensified behind me, his lust taking over, and I surrendered completely to him. He moved his hand back to my hair, pulling it gently and sending more waves of pleasure through my body. I moved my own hand to his face, touching him as he fucked me from behind. I couldn't see him, but I knew the look of total concentration and desire that had to be filling his face.
    His other hand moved from my hip to my belly. “This is such a fucking sexy tummy,” he said in my ear through gritted teeth. I nearly came right then, just from that. My own hand moved to my tummy, moving over his hand and pressing it into me. His baby was inside there, growing as we became one here in the shower. Just thinking about how good a father James was going to be made me start to feel the heat rise within me again.
    My pussy tightened,