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No.

It wasn’t possible. But she’d heard her name said in exactly that tone, exactly that way, more than once growing up.

She reached up and jerked his mask upward.

Maybe deep down, she’d known. Maybe her thoughts had been a hint that her subconscious had picked up on. She had thought he seemed familiar. She had thought he reminded her of Katrina’s dad. Katrina’s dad, whom she’d always had a crush on. Whom she fantasized about when she bothered fantasizing about anyone.

Staring up at him, her body throbbing around his cock inside her, trembling on the edge of an explosive orgasm that hurt because it was so close, the need only growing once she’d realized who he was, she could only whisper one thing.

“Please, don’t stop, Daddy.”

Damian

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…

His body moved in accordance with her wishes, even while his mind was shouting at him that this was a horrible idea.

Except… it was already too late, wasn’t it? He’d already taken her virginity, even if neither of them had gotten off yet.

Emily was trembling right on the precipice of orgasm. It would be sadistic of him to leave her on the edge when she was so close. Cruel, even. If she’d wanted him to stop, it would be one thing, but she didn’t. She said so. Then she moved beneath him, pushing her hips up to rub her clit against his groin, her no longer virginal pussy squeezing around his cock.

I’m fucking Emily. I just took her virginity.

Katrina’s best friend.

My ex-best friend’s daughter.

I popped her cherry, and now she’s going to cum all over my cock…

The very wrongness of it somehow made it even more arousing. Damian’s hips moved, thrusting into her, pounding harder and harder as he vented his emotions onto her body.

Emily cried out, shuddering, her nails digging into his shoulders as she came, her pussy squeezing the life out of his cock. He couldn’t hold back any longer. He buried himself inside her with a cry, resting his forehead on her shoulder as he emptied himself into the condom. The only small barrier between them.

Fuck.

They both shuddered, coming down from the high of orgasm together, their breathing slowing in time. He could feel her relax underneath him, a small sigh escaping her lips.

What the hell is Emily doing auctioning off her virginity?

If she’d needed money that badly, Katrina would have told him, wouldn’t she?

What if Katrina didn’t know?

Don had always been overly proud. What if Emily took after him in that way? Or maybe she’d just been ashamed. That had been Elizabeth’s problem. It hadn’t been so much pride as the shame she’d felt at admitting how long Don had fooled her.

You won’t know until you talk about it.

Yes. They fucking needed to talk about what had just happened and what was going to happen going forward.

What the hell had she been thinking? Does she realize how lucky she is it was me who won her? How wrong this could have gone for her?

And not in the way of accidentally fucking her best friend’s dad. Who was still inside her.

Fuck.

He didn’t want to think about how reluctant he was to withdraw from her, even as his cock softened.

“Fuck,” he muttered as he did so. The condom clung uncomfortably, wet and cooling quickly as soon as the air touched it. His balls should want to shrivel, but when he looked down at her, his damn dick twitched, as though it thought it had a chance of getting back inside her.

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