Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Exhilaration flashes in her eyes. “Do I tempt you?”
“More than anything or anyone on this earth,” I rasp against her lips. “Oh God, you’re so fucking wet, angel baby. A miracle. That pussy has been waiting for an authority figure, hasn’t it?” I raise my hand and bring it down with a sharp crack against her ass cheek. “Well, here I am, goddammit. Ride it hard.”
She moans, her gaze losing focus. But she doesn’t move. That mischief returns to her eyes and she pushes down, no longer wiggling, just brushing her lips side to side against mine, my cock trapped in her snugness, suffering more and more the longer she sits still.
“You’re going to kill me, little girl,” I growl, winding her hair around my fist.
Looking me right in the eye, she slowly wraps her legs more securely around my waist.
Then she milks me with her pussy, squeezing, releasing, squeezing.
I hear a moaning sound and for a second, I think our audience is back and they’re reacting to the sight of Coco working her hips—hell, that would make anyone moan—but I realize it’s me. I’m moaning and panting, diving in to suck her stiff nipples, two of my fingers rubbing her bratty asshole. And she still hasn’t moved anything but the tiny muscles between her thighs. They continue to contract and relax around me. “I said, ride it.”
“I’m accepting my punishment like a good girl,” she purrs against my mouth.
“Punishment is over,” I pant. “This is a punishment for me, not you.”
“Hmmm.” She leans sideways, teasing the side of my neck with long, hot drags of the tip of her tongue. “You don’t think I want to bounce on it?”
The word bounce turns my grip on her butt bruising. “All right, cock tease. You’ve made your point. Have mercy now.” I surge forward, pressing her lips apart with my own, drawing her into a heated kiss that turns her cunt even more damp. “Daddy is in pain.”
The kiss turns more and more passionate until her hips start jerking up and back. Until they’re in a full gallop on my lap, her tits bouncing playfully. It’s in the middle of this kiss that I realize I love Coco. I’ve loved her since the moment I saw her. The way our bodies are connected is fucking incredible. Ages be damned, we have the kind of physical chemistry that people dream about but never find in their lifetime. But it’s the kiss. It’s bonding with her on an emotional level, interpreting the strokes of her tongue into feelings, sharing a heartbeat as well as oxygen…that’s what pushes me the final steps into a goddamn obsession.
And when we break apart for oxygen, I can see that obsession is returned.
She’s heavy lidded and pink cheeked, looking up at me like I’m some kind of god.
I am one with this goddess moaning on my cock.
“I have naughty thoughts about you,” she whispers haltingly, her tongue becoming more and more adventurous. Brave. Licking across my shoulders and rasping over my midday stubble. “About us.”
“What kind of sick thoughts?” She pulses violently around my dick, her wetness so abundant, I can hear it dripping into the sand. “If they make your pussy this slick, I want to hear all about them, angel baby.”
Vulnerability sparks in her expression. “I…never mind. I should wait—”
I capture her chin and tilt her face up to mine. “Don’t hold back anything from me.”
Her eyes flutter closed and she wets her lips. “I want you to take me out, to restaurants and shopping and treat me, speak to me like I’m your little girl. Your real one.”
The more she reveals this fantasy to me, the more my dick strains inside of her, ready to pop. As she speaks, she throbs around me, rides me with sharper and sharper snaps of her hips, as if she’s living through it mentally. Picturing us playing them out.
“And then?” I grunt, lifting my lower body roughly to meet every sexy pump of her hips. “Keep going, Coco,” I demand. “Don’t leave anything out.”
Her breaths turn shallow. Almost agitated. “Then I want you to take me home and keep pretending. Make me try on the clothes I bought and…get turned on even though you shouldn’t. I want you to be my real Daddy. And my boyfriend.”
“No,” I say abruptly, my gut rebelling.
For a moment, she’s stricken. At least until I say, “Your Daddy. And your husband, baby.”
Her cunt seizes up around me in climax, her sobs echoing inside the rock formation. She whines my name into my shoulder, her flesh rippling and sluicing wetness down my meat, her teeth sinking into my muscle. The sound of her juicy pussy taking me over and over and over has my teeth on edge, my shaft swelling up into a pillar of pain, sweat coating my chest.