Page 54 of Runaway Whirlwind


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“You’re proud of me? What for?”

I go up on my tiptoes and circle his neck with my arms, running my fingers through the back of his short, dark hair. “Proud of you for curbing your caveman stalker tendencies and leaving me be, big tits and all, when I know what you really wanted to do was throw me over your shoulder and drag me back to your cave.”

He chuckles as his eyes darken. “Your shift is over, so there’s nothing stopping me from doing just that.”

I snap my head back. “You wouldn’t.”

“Come on, babygirl.” Wyatt bends, and I try to step away, but there’s nowhere to go with the lockers behind me. “Time to drag you back to my cave.”

“Don’t you d—” My words are cut off as he pushes his shoulders into my hips and stands, wrapping an arm around my thighs to keep my dress down so no one will see my panties. He grabs my hoodie and phone out of the locker and stomps through the diner and out the door to a chorus of hoots and hollers from the guys sitting at the counter.

Wyatt

I should’ve known Dolly was up to something when she caved to my demand to put on her hoodie. I wanted to rip every man’s eyes out when she stepped out of the back with her luscious tits on display and jiggling with every step she took for everyone to see. The only reasons I didn’t get up and do just that is because one—I didn’t want to ruin her first day at her first job, not when she was so excited about it, and two—I had to conceal my raging hard-on beneath the counter her entire shift.

I couldn’t keep my eyes off her and her bouncing tits all damn night. As soon as I would get myself under control, bam! She was right back in my face, leaning over the counter to refill my coffee or hand me a slice of pie. I swear she was doing that shit on purpose, and my balls are fit to burst after being teased all night.

I don’t have to control myself any longer now that we’re home, and I carry her—like the caveman I am—into the spare bedroom and throw her down on our bed.

“Wyatt! What are you doing?” Her eyes are wide as I yank her shoes and socks off, then flip her onto her stomach and drag her to the edge ‘til her feet are on the ground, her chest flat on the mattress.

“Don’t you ‘Wyatt’ me. You know who I am. Say it.”

“D-Daddy, what are you doing?” She struggles to push herself up off the bed, but I easily hold her down with my hand in the middle of her back. I use the other to flip the bottom of her dress up over her ass and drag her panties down her thighs.

I palm one of her juicy ass cheeks, squeezing and massaging it when I tell her, “You were a bad girl today. You knew exactly what you were doing to me every time you flashed me those gorgeous tits at the diner, bending over ‘til you were nearly spilling out of your uniform.” I run my thumb down her crack, stopping to tease her little asshole as she tries to clench her cheeks together, then drag it down further and push it into her pussy hole. “I have to teach you a lesson about teasing me and giving me blue balls all night when you know damn well I can’t do anything about it.” I pull my thumb out and crack my palm against her ass cheek. Not too hard, but enough to earn a squeak out of her.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

“Sure, now you are. But you weren’t sorry back at the diner.” I slap the other cheek, then lightly massage the area to soothe the sting.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I promise I won’t do it again.”

Another smack. “Uh-huh, we’ll see about that. ‘Til then, you’ll take your punishment and say ‘Thank you, Daddy’.” After two more smacks to each cheek, I rip my zipper down, freeing my aching cock, and slam home inside her pussy.

Dolly howls at being stretched and filled so quickly, and I worry for a second that I’m being too rough on her, but she throws her ass back in my lap, chasing my dick when I pull out. I slam home again, and she bucks, moaning loudly, meeting each hard thrust.

“Oh god, thank you, Daddy!”

“That’s right, babygirl. You’re going to take it and say it again.”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” she chants as I pump my hips faster, filling her and retreating in long, rough strokes until she’s sobbing in pleasure.

I pull out, flip her on her back, then yank her closer to the edge until her ass is hanging off it. She automatically wraps her legs around my waist while I unbutton the rest of her top, pulling the sides open until her bra is exposed. I push the cups up, freeing her breasts as I work my cock in and out of her again. I feast on her tits like a starving beast, sucking her right nipple deep into my mouth.

“Oh god, Daddy, I’m going to cum if you keep doing that,” she moans as she slips her hands into my hair and yanks my head closer, arching her back to suffocate me with her tits.

I groan and grab the backs of her thighs, shoving her knees up to her shoulders so she’s bent nearly in half as I pump wildly, losing all control of myself. She’s so goddamn tight in this position I’m barely able to force my dick in, fighting to go as deep as I can with each thrust.

She screams at the top of her lungs when her pussy walls clench so impossibly tight that it forces my cock out, and a great gush of liquid follows it.

“Goddamn, babygirl,” I say as I come up for air. “I fucking love it when you squirt. So perfect and all mine,” I roar as I fight her pussy again to shove all the way back in and cum so hard I nearly blackout at the pleasure. I drop her legs and collapse on top of her, both of us boneless and breathing hard.

Dolly strokes the back of my neck and loops her other arm around my shoulders as she turns to kiss my temple. “Thank you, Daddy,” she whispers between panting breaths. “I think I learned my lesson—tease you ‘til you fuck me so hard I squirt all over you.”

I’m too spent to do more than grunt, learning my lesson as well—Dolly likes my brand of punishment, and I’m certain she’s going to find a way to tease me to death.

What a way to go.

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