Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Joe pulls back very slowly, his narrowed gaze traveling between my sister and I. “You girls did what?”
Joe
I shouldn’t be surprised.
Bella and Charlie are menaces in so many ways. They’ve wreaked havoc on my patience with their antics for just over a year. Now they’re tormenting my body, day in and day out, forcing me to sleep in the office, lest I come home and make this mess worse. Even now, knowing they made some silly wager, I’m considering banging my stepdaughter against my police cruiser. The one that says “sheriff” along the side.
In other words, I’m very close to giving in and setting this terrible behavior loose.
Bella is flexible and smooth and kisses me in a way that proclaims she’ll be a dirty whore in bed. Haven’t even taken her virginity yet and she’s offering me up that ass on a silver platter. I want my cock inside of her so bad, I’m starting to drip.
At the same time, I want to cram myself between Charlie’s plump lips and put my come in her belly from a different direction. She’s always wearing this raspberry-colored lip gloss and her mouth is slathered in it now, giving me visions of my balls slapping against her chin while she struggles to drink her fill.
My God, I am so close to the edge, I’m full of cracks.
Lust drowns out the shame a little more every time they come on to me.
Am I a lost cause? Is there any point in resisting?
Yes.
Yes, I have to. I need to. I’m not this man. I’m not going to sleep with my stepdaughters when their mother has only been in the ground for a year. When they only blew out the candles on their nineteenth birthday cake a couple months ago.
I have the respect of this town. My deputies.
I’m better than this.
Right?
I’m not so sure when Bella reaches down between our bodies, her tongue in my mouth while she tries to guide my cock home, to that perfect little hole.
“If I win, you win, right?” she breathes, her blue eyes excited. My God, she’s sexy.
So is her sister, who is guiding my hand to her tits, her tongue licking my bicep.
I’m seconds from fucking my stepdaughter in the backyard. In broad daylight.
While I’m on the clock.
After finding out they made a bet to see who could bag me first.
No.
My self-respect saves me just in time.
They thought getting me to cave would be easy?
Not happening. And it’s time they learned they can’t play fast and loose with me.
With a burst of frustration—with my painful physical state, with them, with myself—I break free of Bella’s drugging kiss, haul her off my car and position her under one arm, stuffing Charlie under the other and carrying them both like a couple of sacks of potatoes into the house while they sputter and flail.
“Joe!”
“What are you doing?”
I don’t answer until we’re in my bedroom and I’m kicking the door shut behind us, as if the ghost of my wife might catch us in the act. I toss Bella onto the bed, but keep hold of Charlie, as I turn to sit down on the edge of the mattress, draping the girl face down over my lap. “Your mother didn’t punish either of you enough,” I growl, landing a loud slap on her tight ass. “Now you’re nineteen, doing whatever the fuck you please.” Another harsh spanking that makes her gasp and clutch at the bedclothes. “Not on my watch. You’re going to learn a hard lesson, girls. You play with a bull, you get the horns.”
I continue to spank Charlie another several times, disquiet stirring inside of me when my red handprints rouse an even more untenable heat in my stomach, my balls throbbing like a son of a bitch, wanting for all the world to put Charlie on the floor on all fours and plow her from behind. I’ve accidentally seen the vibrators in her panty drawer. Overheard her using them in the shower. She’d be down to take me doggy style. Of the two sisters, she’s the slightly less innocent one and God help me, I want to exploit that quality.
“You want me to fuck your smartass mouth, huh? You wouldn’t fit half of this cock between those glossy little lips, sweetheart.”
“Yes, I would,” she cries out.
“No, I’d fit it. I’d be in charge. Not you, brat.” I take a handful of her ass as I’m explaining this to her, squeezing it until she hisses in pain. “I’d wrap your hair around my fist and make you look up at me while I work it down your throat.”
I’m tempted as hell to execute the plan I’m voicing out loud. Bella is next, though, and soon enough, I can’t resist putting her in Charlie’s place, throwing her face down over my lap while she whimpers, slapping the breathtaking curve of her backside which is still damp from washing my car, that tiny pink string not covering a goddamn thing. “This ain’t a fucking bathing suit, baby, it’s a request for cock.” Slap. Slap. Slap. “You hear me? You go out in public wearing this, you’ll be begging for a spanking by the time I’m finished with you. You cover yourself up when you’re not in my house.”