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)
There’s a future with this man.
That is, if my dad doesn’t try to kill us both when he gets out of jail.
“I know you’re awake,” Dax whispers in my ear, grinding against me from behind.
“Oh my God,” I giggle. “Are you a psychic?”
“Your breathing changes when you’re sleeping,” Dax replies.
“Oh God. Do I snore? Please tell me I don’t snore.” I turn back to face him and meet his lips, which catch mine in the most perfect embrace. His hand slides up my hip, my waist, then cups my breast, awakening my body instantly.
The rough skin on his palm and the stubble on his cheek set me on fire. His size dwarfs mine, makes me feel so tiny playing little spoon to his big spoon. I tilt my hips back and press my butt against his bulge, which I already know will be there.
His arousal turns me on so much and fills me with a sense of pride.
This is a man who could be dating supermodels, but me, little awkward Becca, I did that to him.
I’m only wearing a thong, which Dax easily pulls aside with two fingers. I lift one leg as he pulls down his boxers, and I feel the tip of his cock against my entrance which is already dripping for him. I’m also still carrying some of his load inside me from last night, which only serves as further lubrication as he slides in.
I wince at first at the pain from the stretch, then moan into his mouth as the pleasure takes over. My eyes roll back in my head, and I lose the ability to do…anything really. My mouth falls open against his kiss, and Dax takes over, sucking my bottom lip as his hips begin to buck back and forth as he fucks me from behind, one hand on my breast, the other clutching my hip for leverage as he pulls me into him, driving his cock deeper and deeper until I feel his balls slapping against my clit with every stroke.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I stammer as he treats me like his fuck doll, hammering me with an animalistic hunger, an almost uncontrollable need.
He’s ravenous, sloppily kissing my lips, face and neck, holding me tightly like a man possessed.
Right here in my father’s bed. I’m so naughty.
I feel my climax rolling in like a wave about to crest. Dax moves his lips to the spot where my neck meets my shoulder and lets his teeth scrape against my skin. He growls. “I could wake up to this tight little cunt every day.”
“Yeah?” I moan, rocking back against him, desperate for more. “Use me, Daddy. Fucking use me.”
I don’t know where any of this is coming from, but Dax makes me want to be dirty. Makes me want to learn everything I don’t know for him, so I can please him. I want my body to be there for him any time he wants it just so I can hear him whisper filthy things like that into my ear. Just so I can feel the warm jets of his release inside me again.
“I’m going to fill that little hole, angel. You want my cum?”
“Yes, Daddy! Give it to me. Make me come!”
I throw my arm back, grab his muscular buttocks as he thrusts, and cry out as the first spray of his release shoots inside me. That’s all it takes to throw me over the edge. I moan and buck my hips back as my climax hits me like a truck, freezing me in place. My vocal cords seize, my breath locks in my chest, and all thought leaves my mind.
There’s nothing I can do except lie there and take everything Dax has to give me, which is a lot.
I feel every single flexing expansion in his cock, every single shot of cum as he unloads deep inside me. His hands clutch me so tightly it starts to hurt, but the pain is beautiful, and he’s the only man on earth who I could think that of. A deep growl rises from the center of his chest and spills from his lips as his teeth close around the base of my neck.
For a moment I think he’s going to bite me, and for a moment I almost want him to. But then I feel the last twitch of his release, the last of his seed shoot into me, and his body begin to relax. His grip on me softens, and he lets out a deep breath.
I regain my faculties and take a breath of my own. “Holy shit, that was amazing. Can you be my alarm clock, please?”
“If that means you waking up beside me for the rest of my life, sign me up.”
Dax’s words catch me so off guard that I let out an audible gasp. In fact, I actually twist around to look at him, just to make sure I didn’t imagine what I just heard.