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)
I loved her, but I love her man now, too, and he’s mine.
Mine and my sister’s.
So I breathe deeply through my nose and focus on how heavy and smooth he feels, I listen to his choked grunts of pleasure every time he hits my resistance and I force my throat muscles to give way, to allow the pulsing length of him to sneak past that barrier that is so narrow, he nearly gets stuck, before I exhale him back out, both of us gasping.
“Oh, motherfucking hell, sweetheart, do that again.” He fists my hair roughly and shoves my face into his lap. “Do it again. I’ve never felt anything like it. Fuck!”
A sly smile curves my lips as I tickle his slit with my tongue, then take him deep again, no longer minding the sensation of choking. Enjoying it, actually. And I do it over and over and over until he’s so swollen in my mouth, I can feel him about to unload.
“Joe?”
“Yes?”
“Tell me I suck it better than my mom,” I whisper, his tip poised on my bottom lip.
“You suck it better,” he pants. “You suck it a million times better.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” I purr, letting him slide slowly to the back of my throat and swallowing, swallowing, massaging him like a good girl, watching his face turn red, his fingers twisting in my hair, followed by him yanking himself free with a guttural curse and spurting his seed all over my face, jacking himself roughly, his balls bouncing every which way. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen or felt in my whole life.
Joe is still leaving hot droplets on my face when there’s an urgent sounding knock on the door. “Sheriff, we’ve got a bad accident down on the interstate.”
My stepdad jolts, but can’t seem to form words, his breath coming in shallow pants.
“He’ll be right there,” I call to whoever is interrupting us, maintaining eye contact with Joe when I use my tongue to swipe some of his spend off my bottom lip and bring it into my mouth, moaning softly at the perfect taste. “Mmmm.” I run my reverent palms up the hairy thickness of his thighs, letting him see appreciation shining in my eyes. “Whenever you want this, Joe, I’ll give it to you. Me and Bella.”
“Dear God,” he breathes, hurriedly fastening himself back into his pants with shaking hands. “How am I supposed to withstand this kind of temptation? Times two.”
“You’re not,” I say, looking up at him through my lashes.
Another jarring pound on the office door.
Swiping the sweat off his face, he backs toward the door. “Clean my come off your gorgeous face and go home, Charlie.”
“Yes, Joe.”
He hesitates with his hand on the knob. “And don’t talk to any of my officers on the way out. Is that clear?”
My heart and hope swells at his display of possessiveness. “Yes, Joe.” I palm my breasts, wanting his final image of me for the day to be seared into his brain. “I’ll see you at home.”
But I don’t see him at home.
What happens instead? I could never have predicted.
10
Joe
Isit in the driver’s side of my car, staring at the flashing lights of an ambulance. The car wreck—a three-car collision—was particularly brutal. Lives were lost. As I stare out at the scene, feeling like I’ve been punched through with holes, all I want to do is go home.
To the girls.
I want their presence, their comfort, their soothing voices in my neck.
I want to lose myself in the softness of them.
This urge to seek refuge in Bella and Charlie is what alerts me to the fact that I’m about to fall through some thin ice. It’s no longer a case of lust, as badly as I want to rock my cock into their bodies and listen to them moan. I’m emotionally bonded with them. In a way a man connects with his partner. His other half. But in my case, I have two of them.
And they both have my heart.
Me and Bella don’t want to go to college.
We want to stay with you, Joe. We belong with you.
Man, it would be so easy to keep them. Well. Not easy. They would drive me out of my mind, day in and day out. They already have me wrapped around their pinkie fingers. I can’t even imagine how much I would dote on my girls once I’m coming in their pussies every night.
Once I’m waking up between them. To their beautiful smiles across the pillows.
I realize my heart is booming in my chest and punch the steering wheel, full force.
Christ. It happened. I let myself fall in love with Bella and Charlie.
But I can’t let them know I’ve fallen or they’ll give up college to stay with me. They’ll waste the best years of their life on a man past his prime. By the time they realize there are better men out there that can give them a life of adventure, they’ll have lost so much time. So many chances. As much as I want to keep the girls to myself and never let them go, I can’t be the reason they deprive themselves of experiences.