Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26061 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26061 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“I know.”
“You chose a big, horny man for your first fuck.”
“I know,” she whines, trying to lift her pinned hips, her pupils beginning to expand. “Oh no, Daddy! I…I’m too ticklish now!”
My abdomen hardens like a drum, putting me on the edge of an explosion. “Your body is starting to accept mine. Let it happen for me. Oh God. Please.” Her walls wrap tighter to my shaft, and she shifts experimentally, gasping in pleasure, and it requires superhuman willpower to hold onto my seed. Jesus, Jesus. She’s so beautiful that my chest is going to burst wide open. “I can’t believe you let me inside you. Can’t believe how wet you are for me.” I’m being attacked on all sides by blistering lust and her sweet, trusting eyes are only accelerating the flames. “Tell me when you’re ready for me to move.”
“I want it. I want it!”
I use the pulsing connection of our bodies to push her up the bed, slowly, slowly, putting a pillow beneath her precious head and kissing her forehead, before I start to buck like a goddamn marauder. I have no idea where to look, because every inch of her is utterly gorgeous. The stretched pink slit taking my cock. Her titties, bouncing fast and furious. That expression of hero worship on her face while I essentially fuck the virginity squarely out of her, sweat slicking my body, my dick in heavenly agony, the mattress creaking, followed by the sound of wood splintering beneath us.
A beam gives way in the center of the bed, and it drops a solid six inches, my weight landing hard on Jenna, the gravity of the drop causing my cock to ram her even more roughly—and she screams, thrashing through another flood-like orgasm, tears rolling down her temples, blood on her mouth from biting her bottom lip.
“I have to blow, baby. Whatever stamina I have doesn’t mean shit when the pussy is so sweet for Daddy.”
“Come inside me,” she babbles, gripped with pleasure. “Come anywhere you want.”
When I thrust into her now, it sounds like I’m juicing a ripe orange and all that succulence is drenching my pumping cock, urging me on, my grunts and curses peppering the air while the pace of my hips kicks into overdrive, and then I’m snarling into her neck and pressing those knees up to her shoulders, railing her like a fuck doll while she whines and rakes ribbons down my back with her nails.
“Sorry, princess. Should have chosen a prince if you wanted a man who comes quietly.” I plow forward until I bottom out, leaning down to kiss her hard, before breaking away. “Get your fucking knees up and take this sperm.”
She squeaks a cry, a third climax running her over like a semi-truck, and she’s too green to handle another assault on her untried flesh, so she goes limp underneath me for this final ten thrusts, her eyes glassy, body and face flushed, jaw slack while I squeeze in and out of her incredibly snug hole, absolute rapture taking me over as the come finally, finally, releases from the pit of my loins, frothing into her in endless waves while I’m above her stiff and bellowing my gratitude, my ass in painful flex, her hands stroking my face lovingly, worshipfully, then raking into my chest hair, her purr of contentment causing me to jerk and let out another spurt. Another, another, until I’m finally on empty.
I fall heavily onto the bed beside Jenna, and she snuggles into me, giggling breathlessly, planting kisses all over my face…and shock permeates my every thought.
Thirty-three years and I’ve never come close to feeling this light, this sated after sex.
This…fulfilled.
It’s her. It’s this wonderful girl who somehow formed a bond with me, despite my best effort to do what’s best for her. And damn did I bond right back.
It’s impossible to tell myself the Daddy-little girl roles are bad for her when I can see firsthand how much pleasure they give her. How much security.
Lord. This angel is mine. Every blessed inch.
How do I stop my heart from capsizing under this weight?
How do I let her go when the time comes for her to return to Los Angeles?
“Do you have to go home tonight?” she asks me, kissing my shoulder, her fingers sifting through my chest hair. Those teeth buried in her bottom lip. Anxious princess.
“Yes,” I answer, though I have no clue how I’m going to force myself to leave Jenna.
Naked Jenna who is yawning into my neck and snuggling into my side, right where she belongs. A vital piece of me I didn’t know was missing.
“Can I come too?” she whispers.
“Yes,” I say, without hesitation.
CHAPTER 7
Jenna
Ican barely breathe watching Penn carry his sleeping child out of the house, laying her down in the back seat behind me. He’s so many amazing things. A protector, a father, a lover. Honorable, intuitive, honest. Dominant when the moment calls for it. Gruff. Sweet.