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Conflicted and against my better judgement, I picked her up, walked to the stairs, and got out of the pool. She held on tight, squealing when she thought I would drop her. Both dripping wet and leaving everything outside, I carried her into the kitchen, careful not to slip on the tile. I stood her next to the island. Instantly her palm slipped into my shorts, and she gasped, running the pad of her thumb around the Prince Albert piercing I’d gotten eight months ago during what I wanted to call my midlife crisis.
“Holy shit,” she snickered. “I never would’ve guessed you of all people had one of these.”
“And why is that?” I cupped her cheek, running my thumb over her bottom lip.
“Because you’re… you. I mean, I’ve had thoughts about what I think you’re like, but it wasn’t that.” She glanced down with a smile. “I bet women love that.”
“I wouldn’t know, yet.” I lowered my gaze to her hardened rosy-pink nipples. My moral battle was blurring into acceptance.
“Oh.” She bit her bottom lip and lowered her gaze, massaging my rigid shaft. “Well, you’re full of surprises.”
“You have no idea.” Clutching her wrist, I squeezed, and her gaze snapped up to mine. “One thing you don’t know about me is I don’t like giving up control.”
A smile painted her face as I picked her up, putting her on the island, and forced her legs apart. I stepped between them. She laced her fingers together behind my neck. One hand holding the back of her head, I pulled her to my lips while pushing two fingers deep inside her. She moaned into my mouth as I took full control of her.
My mind and body were on two different pages. While my body craved to fully dominate her, my mind kept reminding me what a fucking hypocrite I was. As our tongues collided, I fucked her harder with my digits, completely disregarding all my principles. I’d ask for forgiveness later. To whom? Right now, I didn’t give a shit.
I broke the kiss. “Play with your tits for me.”
Her palms cupped her breasts, and she ran her fingertips over her nipples, pinching. My gaze was locked on them and all I could do was try one more time to walk away. It would’ve been best for everyone. However, besides my kids, my life had been miserable for a long time now. For just one night, I wanted to feel again. I needed to. And I didn’t mean just sex. I needed to feel alive.
Lowering my face to her pussy, I licked around her folds before taking her clit between my teeth. She moaned, and I looked up at her. The way she watched me while playing with her breasts made it hard to focus. Her beautiful greyish-blue eyes trained on me, and just when I saw her gaze change to something more than lust, I clamped down on her button with a hard suction. She threw her head back, bracing herself with one hand, holding my head against her with the other.
“That feels so good, baby.” She moaned. “Jamie, fuck. Oh my God, fuck me, please. I need your cock inside me… now.”
I froze, standing straight, and grabbing her jaw. “Don’t call me that!” I shoved three fingers deeper inside her, making her yelp.
“Shit, thatfeels… so good.” She panted. “What do… youwantme… to callyou?”
“You’ll figure it out.”
Coiling my fingers inside her, I stroked her G-spot. Her body writhed, and she lifted her hips, grinding herself against my hand. I slipped my fingers out of her, sucking her juices off them, then plunged them back in. Massaging her clit with the pad of my thumb, our lips collided. She coiled her fingers around my arm, holding my hand against her warm, tight hole.
“Cum for me.”
“This… is not… real!” she cried out into my shoulder, then inhaled a sharp breath.
“It’s very real, baby girl.”
A gush of fluid erupted from her, and she screamed, “Fuck Daddy, oh my God, yesss, fuck my little pussy with your fingers!” Her body seized as she rode the waves of ecstasy on my kitchen counter.
“Good girl,” I praised, loving how soft she felt, and I needed to be inside her. I yanked her off the counter into my arms.
She wrapped her legs around me and hooked her fingers together behind my neck. Leaning forward, she kissed wherever her lips could reach. Careful not to slip, I carried her to my bedroom.
I slammed the door behind us, taking her over to the bed, and dropping her on her back. Crawling on top of her, I pressed my hands on either side of her head, assaulting her lips again. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me down on top of her, her nails scratching up and down my biceps. I pressed my body against her, grinding against her drenched sex.
“Are you sure you want this?” I muttered against her mouth.
She nodded, whispering, “More than you know. As bad of a person as that makes me.”
“I guess we’re going to hell together then,” I breathed against her ear. “Are you still on birth control?”
“Yeah,” she snickered, “how do you even know about that?”
“You talk loud.”
Smiling, she pulled my face back to hers. I grinned against her lips before kissing down her neck and chest to her breasts. Taking each of her perfect nipples in my mouth, I tugged my wet shorts off, kicking them onto the floor.
