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Jared crosses my room in three wide strides and drags me into his arms. With one move, he seats himself on my bed, making it look like a resting place for a dwarf and pulls me onto his lap where I curl into my protective little ball and let him hold me safe.

I feel like a little girl until my nipples start to pinch with desire from being crushed against him. My thighs are exposed and my pussy is pulsating with hungry yearning, pouring juices that are making his pants' leg damp.

My breath starts coming in fast little bursts and I notice Jared's is also ragged with lust. His cock is straining his pants against my curled hip.

“Darlin', I gotta say being in your childhood bedroom with you is giving me a massive boner.”

I giggle, despite my vow to behave more like Mellie's friends, all cool and sure and grown up.

“I know,” I mewl out. “I can't believe how dirty I wanna get right now.” My hand crawls up his chest to clasp the solid band of muscle in back of his neck. I tip my face up to his.

“Fuck me,” I beg. “Please, I need you buried inside me right now.”

“There's no lock on your door,” he replies.

Still his hand is cupping my breast and tugging my bullet nipple.

“Hmm.” I'm glad to know he checked that.

My lips are already everywhere, covering every inch of his bare skin, wanting to touch my mouth to every last pore individually.

“Anyone might walk in and find us,” he grits out, his voice raw with desire.

“Hmm.”

His hand travels down the side of my thigh and rubs my swollen clit through the soaking strip of my thong.

“Fuck, you're so wet, Darlin'.”

“Hmmm.”

I arch my back and grind my entrance onto his fingers in a cacophony of need to have him breach my walls. I let out a loud moan when he shoves my panties aside and two thick fingers drive into my pussy making electrical sparks travel down to my toes.

My hands fly around his neck to drag his mouth deeper into mine. Inhaling and tasting the masculine aroma only enhances the delicious pumping of his fingers inside me.

“Fuck me,” I moan, loud enough that anyone passing in the hall couldn't mistake my pleading.

Jared stands, hauling us both off the bed, then in one move throws me down on my back and drags me to the edge.

He yanks my panties down my legs and as he pulls my thighs around his waist, in one continuous move, tipping my hips and raising them off the bed, he unleashes his stupendous dick and slides all the way inside me.

He clamps my hips in his fists and his eyes fall to half mast watching me thrash my head this way and that, whimpering his name as I tug on my nipples. He thrusts into me and his thumb pad reaches between my spread lips to trace circles on my hard clit that send me tremoring hard into the chasm of shuddering release.

His thighs clench as his climax rockets up his legs and I make sure to pull up every muscle in my pussy and tug every last drop of juice from him. As we pant through our overwhelming ecstatic coupling, he lifts me up off the bed so my arms and legs twine around his solid body. Keeping me impaled on his dick, he sits back down on my defiled little bed.

“That might have been the most amazing yet,” I murmur curling the waves at the back of his neck in my fingers.

“You have a very naughty side I'm going to love exploring more of,” he says, then, “What's with the frown? We're way past that, Darlin'.”

“Daddy.”

“We need to figure this thing out now,” he says, sliding slowly out of me.

“No,” I counter, fear of this being forbidden to us by my father, throttles every sensation.

“Yes,” Jared orders, his voice unstinting. “And tonight.”

He carries me to the en-suite where we clean up together, gently washing each other and fixing the other's clothes.

Then it's my turn to take his hand to lead him to my bedroom door. I gingerly open up, intending to take a peak outside to ensure the coast is clear before Jared emerges. I giggle, I can't help it because I'm reminded of Tony, the first boy I sneaked to my room for a kiss when I was twelve years old.

But it's way worse than that.

“Oh.” I squeak.

My giggles quashed in my throat as I open up and run straight into my dad coming down the hall.

I push back on Jared, sure he can hide behind the door before Daddy sees him.

But he's as movable as shoving against a brick wall and with my hand gripped in his, Jared steps purposefully out into the passage to face my father.

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