The last day in Sandy Cove started with Mal's mouth trailing kisses down Emma's naked back. From her shoulder to her ass, his kiss woke her from her deep slumber. His hand gently parted her legs and teased her core while Emma moaned in her pillow.

'Good morning, my sweet Emma,' he said before sinking his teeth in her ass. 'Slept well?'

'Your arms were around me so I'd say it was pretty well,' she rasped, feeling herself grow slicker around his fingers.

It shouldn't be possible to still feel this way, but she wanted more. Her pussy was tender from taking his thick cock, impatient mouth and wicked fingers, but her libido was more powerful. Maybe Mal was right when he said they were mates. Maybe that was why Emma's body reacted so powerfully to his proximity. Maybe that was why she was primed and ready with the slightest touch.

'Hmmm...Daddy likes that...he likes it very much.'

Emma shivered. She loved to please Mal, to make herself the center of his world.

'Now come, breakfast is ready,' he whispered and, with a quick slap over her ass, Mal rose from the bed.

She was vibrating with pent-up arousal and his sudden withdrawal made her whimper in distress. He laughed as he walked out of the bedroom.

'No sulking,' he warned from the stairs. 'And no touching what's mine.'

Well, fuck her. How could he see Emma's hand traveling to her wet pussy?

The rest of the day was passed in a cloud of sexual frustrations. After breakfast – which was delicious – Emma pulled him down for a kiss that quickly turned hotter than hell. She sucked on his tongue, bit his lip, fisted her hands in his overgrown hair and rubbed her hard nipples all over his hard chest. Emma knew he was affected, from both the rock hard erection at her belly and the impatient hands slipping beneath her short dress. She was breathless when they parted and a little confused when he pulled her out of the house.

'Poor Emma, starved for Daddy's cock?' he asked with warm amusement when he saw her pouting.

They were walking towards his boat. It was a beautiful, sunny day but Emma could barely pay attention with the tightness building in her intimate muscles.

'Have I been a bad girl? Is that why you punish me?'

'My sweet, sweet baby,' he laughed and pulled her in a tight embrace.

'You knew from the start I had a high maintenance pussy,' she whined, breathing in his scent.

'That I did, baby. And you know how much I love taking care of that sweet, demanding pussy, don't you?'

'Then why tease me and leave me high and dry?'

Another laugh from Mal made her body break in goosebumps. She loved that sound, loved knowing she inspired him to do it.

'Don't worry, baby. By the time this day is over you'll be riding my cock while I cram you full with cum,' he whispered in her ear as a group of women giggled past them.

Emma shivered and lifted her head from his chest. He met her eyes and she could see all the lust and need translated in the blue of his irises. It settled her to know he was just as wild, just as crazy for her.

'Can't you start now?'

'Patience, sweet Emma. Patience,' he whispered while his thumb brushed her pouty lower lip.

Well, Emma learned just how little patience she had where he was concerned. She watched him become the captain of his boat, sunglasses on, white shirt fluttering with the wind. How could she manage herself when he looked so delectable? Why should she even try?

After a while, the boat stopped and they ate the picnic prepared by Mal. She got a little drunk on chilled wine and the fact that he was keeping Emma on his lap. She wiggled into his hard cock, but all she got was a squeeze of her inner thigh.

Frustrated and tipsy, Emma discarded her clothes and decided that she wanted to sunbathe. The deck was her chosen spot since it was perfectly visible from where Mal was navigating. She smiled to herself as she took extra care to settle the mattress, making sure that her ass was bouncing in the air as much as possible. Then, Emma positioned her body so that her open legs were facing his eyes. Without making sure he was looking, she started applying sun lotion on her naked body, starting with her breast.

It was electrifying how good it was to feel to have the weight of his stare on her as she massaged and squeezed her breasts together, not forgetting to pinch the nipples left tender by his demanding mouth. She continued lower over her soft belly, making sure to arch herself as if he was the one doing the touching. When Emma reached her mound, she couldn't help herself and risked a glance. Mal's eyes were glued on her, his face tight and one of his hands rubbing over the erection denting his pants.

Suddenly, the boat was no longer moving and Mal was stalking towards her.

Yes yes yes, her mind was chanting as he came closer. His cock was so hard and thick under the thin material of his pants that her mouth watered. There was absolutely nothing about him that didn't appeal to her in the most primal way.

When his shadow was cast over her middle, Emma pushed up her half-moon sunglasses.

'Daddy?' she said sweetly, innocently.

The back of his hand moved from her cheek to where her nipple was asking for attention. She inhaled sharply and Mal took her hand in his.

'My baby is being naughty,' he said while helping her to the shadowed bench where they ate earlier. 'Ass up on my lap, Emma. You earned Daddy's punishment.'

Her heart skipped a beat, but Emma did as she was told. She climbed across his lap until her ass was filling Mal's lap and looked over her naked shoulder at him.

'I'm going to slap this gorgeous ass ten times,' he said gruffly, caressing the shape of her behind. 'Then, you're going to get on your knees like a good girl and put Daddy's cock into your pretty little mouth. Understand?'

She nodded. Slap after slap, sparks of sensations were shooting up and down her spine. Emma gasped and whimpered, but it wasn't from pain, but from the new flame of desire he was stoking. She was dripping by the time he finished and dropped to her knees without delay. She licked his thick cock like it was the most delicious popsicle on a hot day, she sucked him until wild growls were leaving his lips. She pumped the base with one of her hands while the other was cupping his heavy, virile balls. She sucked on the wide mushroom tip until it hit the back of her throat and tears leaked in the corners of her eyes. She moaned and moved fast over him when he twitched and started coming. She drank his seed and licked him clean before pulling away.

Mal was breathing hard when he lifted her to him and kissed her senseless.

'My baby did so good,' he praised, sucking on her throat. 'Daddy is so proud.'

She might not have gotten hers, but fuck if it didn't feel just as glorious.

They went home that evening, showered together and changed to go out. David was expecting them at his house by seven for dinner and...more. Oddly enough, Emma didn't feel any jitters about the evening, her thoughts remaining focused on the fact that Mal promised her a night to remember. She also knew the name of the game they played that day – delayed gratification. He wanted her ready to go off with the slightest of touches and yeah...she had to admit he had a point.

On the drive there, Mal held her hand the entire time, bringing it to his lips, kissing each knuckle and pausing at the empty ring finger of her left hand. She shifted in his seat as she watched him.

'You don't like something, you tell me and I take you back home in no time, alright baby?'

Fuck, did she love him or what?

'I know, Daddy. How many did you say will be there?'

'Beside Dave, five more,' he said evenly while parking in front of a big house. 'You look stunning, baby.'

Her breath rushed out of her as she felt the full intensity of his gaze.

'I love you,' the words snuck out of her and she panicked. 'I...uh... know it's super crazy and fast and –'

The rest of her words were stopped when he crushed his mouth to her. His tongue was hungry and consuming and the hand in her hair fisted almost painfully. When he pulled away, she was breathless.

'I fucking love you too, baby.'

She exhaled happily, smiling into another consuming kiss. They were soon interrupted by someone knocking on the window. Mal told Dave to fuck off and put his mouth on Emma once again.

'Come on,' said Emma giggling and pulling away. 'Let's finish this night right, Daddy.'

They went inside and were greeted by their host and his five guests. Emma noted how the number of women and men was equal around the table. She didn't feel nervous when Mal pushed away the neatly arranged tableware and hopped her on the table. She forgot all about their audience when he balanced the soles of her shoes on the armrest of his chair. There was no one else she saw when Mal lifted her skirt and buried his face in her naked pussy.

She screamed, overworked from a day of being teased.

'Straight to dessert, I suppose,' a feminine voice said from somewhere near.

Emma tried opening her eyes and almost combusted as she watched the people around the table. The man closest to them was being sucked off by a blonde, his hand guiding her head up and down, but his eyes were glued to where Mal was feasting.

'Daddy,' she sighed when he added a finger and someone moaned in response.

She followed the sound to another couple where the woman was straddling an old man's thigh while he provided her two fingers to work herself on.

And just like that, Emma came with a long drowned out moan. If someone were to tell her just a week ago that she'll be eaten out by the older man with the electric blue eyes while other people were in various stages of fucking watched, she would have laughed in their face.

Good girl Emma would have done no such a thing.

Good girl Emma would have waited three dates to let anyone see her naked.

Good girl Emma had never been this wild for someone.

But this Emma had her body and heart filled with Mal and nothing ever felt that right.

He sat down on the chair, cock already out and she sat on him, taking every delicious inch. Both their faces were towards the other guests but she knew it was just to make sure they were watching. Their position allowed onlookers to see just how wet and swollen her pussy had gotten, just how thick and hard he was every time he drove to the hilt. When he came with a loud groan, his seed started seeping out, staining his balls and dripping on the floor. She cried Daddy and smiled triumphantly at the guests that couldn't look away.

'They want to lick this pussy so much,' he whispered in her ear, bringing the pad of his finger over her sensitized clit.

She leaned back into his chest and pulsed around his still hard cock.

'One day without having me inside you has made you a cock-hungry little slut, hasn't it?'

'I'm always hungry for your cock,' she told him sweetly. 'Tell me you're coming with me to Paris. I can't live without you,' Emma whispered, out of breath but still fucking herself on him.

His cock jerked and she started riding him faster.

'Bought the ticket, baby. I'm never letting you go now that I know perfection.'

She sobbed when his other hand squeezed her breast.

'God, Daddy, you make me so wild.'

'My precious baby. I love how needy you get, how horny and how soft you become when you call me Daddy.'

Their attention was dawned to where Dave was fucking Fiona face down on the table. He was directly in front of Emma and Mal and he could see perfectly every time Mal's cock was swallowed by her pussy. Dave looked hungrily and mad at them as he fucked himself inside the moaning woman.

'You let your Daddy fuck you raw, Emma?' Dave called out between thrusts. 'Do you want him to breed you that bad?'

Emma's body tightened with the shock of her release and buckled into Mal's deep thrust.

'Yes,' she said, eyes closed and feeling his seed being pumped inside her. 'Yes, yes, yes.'

When the erratic rhythm of her heart slowed, Mal turned her and lifted with her dripping his cum between them. Her back hit the wall and Emma felt his cock brushing between the sensitive folds of her pussy once again. He was hard still and she was more than ready to feel him claiming her over and over.

'Is that right, baby? You want to stop taking your pill and let Daddy come deep inside your fertile little pussy?' his voice was hot against her neck, the thick head of his cock massaging her entrance in the most delicious way.

She moaned because it felt so good and because his words made her body burn with need.

'Yes,' she whispered only for his ears while watching the room over his shoulder. Everyone was fucking each other, but their eyes were trained hungrily on Mal and Emma. Her pussy squeezed harder around his cock as he slowly buried himself to the hilt. 'I want that so fucking bad.'

It was crazy, it was wild and maybe too soon, but since the second she saw Mal, Emma knew that he was it.

That he was the beginning and end to everything.

That she was wild for him.