Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
She rocks her body against my chin, moans dripping from her lips as her body quakes and shivers, riding out her climax as I hold her close until she finally bucks with a shudder that signals the culmination of the first of many pleasures I will give her. She slumps forward and braces herself with both hands on my shoulders and lets out a deep sigh.
“Dax, that…that was amazing.”
I stand, wipe my lips with the back of my forearm, and grin. “Gorgeous, I’m just getting started.” I glance down at the bulge in my pants then back to her. “Take it out, like before.”
Becca’s eyes light up as she steps in and reaches for my jeans, undoes the button, and unzips the zipper. Another time, I might be able to wait and let her do all the work, but my testosterone is boiling over, so I help her get my pants down.
My cock springs free, hard as steel and aimed straight at her pussy like a gladiator’s spear. My balls are ready to explode and empty all over her cute little mound if I don’t get inside of her now. My chest is heaving, and my heart is pounding like a drum as I pull her to me and lift her shirt up over her head, exposing her flawless breasts.
“Christ, you really are an angel.”
Delicately, almost like she’s afraid of hurting me, Becca reaches out and touches my cock. Even her gentle touch sends a current through me that almost sends me over the edge. Fuck, it’s going to take an act of God for me to be able to hold out once I get inside her.
“It’s…it’s so big,” she whispers.
“I want to be inside you,” I tell her. “I can’t wait any longer. You want that, don’t you?”
Her nod back to me is so innocent, so desperate, and so submissive. “Yes…Daddy.”
There it is again, just like down at the river. Only this time it’s not “Dad” and she’s not sarcastic; this time it’s “Daddy,” and she’s serious. And I’m a dirty, dirty man for loving it.
Feverish for her, I tug her pants the rest of the way down, stripping her bare before me, then step out of my jeans and toss my shirt aside. I’m about to push her down onto the couch when a terrible thought comes into my mind.
No, Dax. You shouldn’t.
But I just can’t help myself.
With one quick motion, I scoop Becca’s tiny perfect body into my arms and carry her down the hall and into her father’s bedroom. As I knee the door open, I hear her whisper into my ear, “Oh my God…”
I set her down on the bed beneath me, pressing my weight against her and brushing my lips against the soft skin of her neck, feeling her legs spread open for me. I press the head of my cock against her dripping wet hole and whisper back, “Shut up. You know you love it.”
I feel her lips curl into a smile as she nods. “Yes, Daddy.”
Christ, she’s turned me into a wild, fuck-crazed animal. The heat and wetness of her pussy has me seeing stars. I know I should go easy because it’s her first time, but all I want to do is pound her until she can no longer think straight.
“I’ll do my best to go slow, baby,” I say gently. “And ease you into it, but if I lose control, and it gets too much for you, just let me know. Feel free to slap me or something, okay?”
“Slap you?” she gasps.
I smile. “Anything to get my attention. Now are you ready?”
Becca stares back at me, her eyes filled with trust, and slowly nods. “Yes, I’m ready.”
And that’s it. I press my hips forward, faster than I should, and slip my cock into her virgin pussy.
Instantly, I almost explode. It’s like being welcomed into heaven. I let out a feral groan and wrap my arms around her, pulling her to me as I drive my inches into her. There’s a feeling of pressure and then release as I pop her cherry. Becca whimpers, moans, and cries out my name as I go in all the way and bury myself inside her.
Mine. She’s mine now.
A strange pain sparks in my chest, and I realize I haven’t been breathing. I gasp for air, fill my lungs and begin to thrust. Each stroke is the most incredible feeling I’ve ever felt in my life, eclipsing the last, taking me higher and higher like a rocket that will never run out of fuel.
Christ, this is really happening. I’m really deflowering Jerry’s daughter after all that promising I did that I would keep my hands off her. Fuck. I’m a dirty old man, and I’ve crossed a line that I can never come back from.
But I can’t think about that now. All I can think about is the bliss swallowing me up, the invisible ropes binding Becca and me together as one as I slide in and out of her soaked hole.