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“You’re soaked,” I snarl, my voice catching.
“I’m sorry,” she moans, pausing.
“Don’t stop,” I tell her. “And don’t be sorry. It’s good that you get so wet. It will make it sweeter when I drive my cock deep inside your tight needy cunt.”
I’m hardly even aware of what I’m saying. It’s like something else has taken over, some other force inside of me that’s completely consumed me.
I feel like an animal.
I can’t fight the pull she has over me.
“Keep moving that ass,” I snarl.
I slide my hands up her thighs and grip onto her hips.
She yelps when I lift her up and down, grinding her ass cheeks harder and firmer against my manhood.
I’m going to take her tonight.
The certainty arises in me like a promise ready to be fulfilled.
I’ve lain awake ever since I brought her into my home, my mind full of her, unable to banish her for even a second.
Maybe when I feel the tight heat of her pussy, I’ll be able to think straight.
But I know I won’t.
I could fuck this woman a thousand times and still not have enough of her. I feel drunk on her just from her grinding up against me like this.
Sex with her is going to bind me for life.
“That’s it,” I snarl.
Her body has started to twitch and thrums as she gets closer to her release. I dig my hands into her curvy hips, loving how full they are, how perfect for fucking and childbearing they are.
I maneuver her up and down, exactly where I want her, my cock getting so hot it feels as if it could burn away our clothes and leaves us both naked, slick with precome and ready to drive into her sopping wet pussy.
“Oh, f-f-fuck,” she whimpers, sounding equal parts stunned and captivated.
I shift my hips against her ass as she releases, her toes squeezing against the kitchen floor, her fingernails scraping against the table.
She bucks against my dick.
I shove forward in time with her, pressing my rock hard manhood through my shorts, feeling her pussy, feeling her hole.
“Keep shaking like that,” I tell her firmly. “I said shake that fucking ass, Lola.”
“Ah, ah,” she cries, twerking against my dick now, a blossom of her squirting release spreading across her pink pajamas.
Finally, she stops bucking.
I step back and make toward the door, ready to shut it and seal us in here, ready to fall to my knees and press my mouth against her soaked center.
I can smell her, tangy and fresh in the air, a perfect smell I wish she could wear as a perfume. I always want to smell her needy cunt.
My hand around the door, I make to close it.
And then I hear footsteps down the hallway.
I hear breathing.
I hear my daughter’s voice.
“No, Hunter,” she’s saying, her voice getting closer to me. “No treats. No. Don’t look at me like that, you rascal. I’m just getting a glass of water.”
I move without thinking, grabbing Lola by the shoulders and directing her to the corner of the room. I open the pantry door with one hand and guide her in with the other, shutting the door silently behind us, moving with the fluidity that comes from being an ex-pro MMA fighter.
I push her deep into the pantry and then loop my arms around her waist, holding her still.
“Quiet,” I tell her, my voice barely above a whisper.
Something twisted is happening inside of me, something compulsive and unavoidable.
Even now – as I hear Kayley walking over to the sink, as I hear the faucet running – my cock throbs and pulses against Lola’s belly. She gasps against me. In the close pitch-darkness of the pantry, the sexy scent of her pussy is even sharper, urging me to drive my hand up between her thighs and rub her sex until she’s shivering and squirting all over again.
Her breath tickles my neck, whispering over my skin.
“What is it, boy?” Kayley says, her voice just about audible through the door.
I hear her footsteps approach, coming closer to the pantry. Lola takes in a sharp breath and tenses against me.
This is wrong.
How the fuck did this happen?
I’m hiding away in a pantry with my daughter’s best friend.
And yet my cock is still hard, my balls heavy and hungry with the closeness of her. I want to grab her shoulders and bend her over, bare that big round ass of hers, drive up inside of her and make her cream and bounce on the end of my length, over and over until my seed explodes and floods into her womb so that she has no choice but to get pregnant.
Even as I know, intellectually, that this is fucked up, I can’t bring myself to regret my desires.
“Oh, I get it,” Kayley laughs. “You can’t get a treat so you wanna raid the pantry? Nah uh. Come on. Here, Hunter.”
