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Her nails clutched tighter, stinging sensations radiating through my entire body. My every muscle flexed at her touch. Grazing her lips with mine, I growled, “The way you lay by my pool with your perfect ass positioned toward the camera, hoping I’ll watch you.”

She shivered.

“I’ve heard your little nickname for me as you laugh, trying to convince everyone around you that you’re just joking when in reality, you craved to be fucked hard by me.”

“James,” she respired.

I twisted her away from me, pulling her back against my body with my arms around her waist. “Am I right?”

“Oh God,” she whimpered, pressing her rear into my rock-hard cock. “Yes.”

“Tell me what you call me, Maddie.” I pushed myself against her, gliding a hand slowly down her stomach into her thin bikini bottoms.

“James,” she panted, “fuck, you’re making me crazy.”

“Madison.” My hand lowered to her center, slipping my middle finger between her smooth folds.

“I call… oh God… I call you a…”

Circling her entrance, I teased her, causing her to arch her back. “Continue. Tell me what you call me.” I slid my other fingers under her top, pulling it over her breasts. Brushing over her nipples, I rolled one between my fingertips.

Her chest rose and fell as she panted against me. “DILF. Fuck, I call you a DILF,” she spat, her legs becoming weak.

Grinning against her neck at her admission, I slid my middle finger inside her as I took turns pinching each nipple harshly. My lips pressed to her nape. I teased her with my warm breath, causing her to shudder before bringing my mouth to her ear again. “And what does it stand for?”

She groaned, gripping the pool edge with one hand while reaching behind my head with the other. “You know… what.”

“I think we’ve already established I’m in control,” I muttered. “I want you to tell me.”

“Dad I’d like to fuck!” she cried out as I slipped a second finger inside her.

“And is that what you want, baby girl?”

“Mmm,” she moaned, squirming harder against me.

“Do you want me to fuck your tight cunt, Madison?”

“Oh… yes… my God, I’m going to cum right now if you don’t stop.” Her walls squeezed in on my finger.

Ripping my hand away, I clutched her arm, whirling her around to face me. I untied her top and bottoms, tossing them to the side. Picking her up, I put her on the ledge of the pool. She spread her legs, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her smooth pussy. The way the moonlight sparkled on her wet, naked body unraveled something inside me.

Massaging her thighs, I inched my hands closer and closer. She propped back on her palms, watching as I stroked my knuckle up and down her slit, pressing her clit. Her bottom lip pinned between her teeth, she let out a moan as I slipped two fingers inside her again. She was drenched inside. “How bad do you want me to fuck you?”

“So bad… mmm, oh damn.” Staring into my eyes, she grinned. “No fucking way this is real right now.”

The moment her walls clamped down on my fingers again, I withdrew them. “Not real, huh? Then I won’t let you cum.”

She let out a disappointed whine, watching me suck them into my mouth one at a time. She tasted like heaven, and I was one hundred percent going to hell for this. Nothing in me thought any of it was a good idea.

I lowered my gaze to her perfect tits then dripping pussy, wanting nothing more than to dive forward, eating her until she squirted in my mouth. But I needed to stop it before it turned into something I couldn’t walk away from. I didn’t want to hurt her. Not only emotionally, but I didn’t think she’d ever be able to handle me and the world I was a part of. She was young and more than likely inexperienced. Training her wasn’t an option.

Reaching for her hands, I heaved her back into the water. She wrapped her legs around my waist, locking her ankles together behind me. Holding her hips, my face inched closer to hers. Stopping was impossible. “Stand up.”

She unhooked her legs, and stood in front of me, draping her arms over my shoulders. “You want to stop.”

Taking a deep breath, I gnawed the inside of my cheek. “No, I don’t want to.”

She tilted her head, peering up into my eyes. Her fingers slid from my neck into my hair, her nails scraping my scalp. “What do you truly want?”

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