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“Whatever happens…stays between you and me, got it?”
“Yes.” Her eyes are wild with fire and sin and I have a feeling she’ll be controlling this ride tonight.
“I’m not saying I’m going to fuck you,” I tell her honestly, “but I’m not saying I won’t do that either.”
“Fuck…me?” The innocent side of her must take over because the fire in her eyes subsides slightly.
“I think if you asked me, I would do just about anything you wanted at this point.”
“So…kiss me,” she commands, tilting her chin upwards and staring into my eyes. “Press your lips to mine and kiss me like you fucking mean it. Like I’m all that matters to you.”
“You are all that matters to me, Stassi.”
“Prove it.”
Her chin lifts in defiance and a wicked look flares in her brown eyes as I lean down and brush my lips across hers. Her tongue darts out, my guess as an attempt to slip into my open mouth but I’m not ready for that so I take a step back. “You’re not in control, Stassia.”
She whimpers slightly and closes her mouth before nodding slowly. “Sorry. I’m just…anxious.”
She’s still pressed against the door as my arms box her in on either side. I slide them down slowly—down her slim tiny body before I find her hips. I grip them through her dress wishing I could lift it and put my hands on her bare skin. I take a step closer to her, pressing my body against hers and grip her chin harder than I intended, but the moan that slips from her lips lets me know she’s fine with my mild aggression. I run my lips from her temple down her cheek and neck before moving to her chest to that delicious area of skin that has been calling out to me all night. I leave a wet open-mouthed kiss just at the base of her collarbone before lowering my mouth ever so slightly. My tongue darts out to taste her skin and I trace her bare skin delicately as she mewls beneath me.
“You wore this dress on purpose. To tease me.” My nose is pressed against her skin, smelling her sweet perfume and my hands are still gripping her hips so tightly I won’t be surprised if I’m leaving bruises through her dress. Her hands have found my biceps and she’s squeezing them equally hard as she shifts back and forth between feet. “If I lift your dress up, will your panties be soaked?”
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” she whimpers, assumedly as an answer to all of my questions. “Touch me and see for yourself.”
“No,” I growl. I may have my lips and hands all over her in this moment, but the idea of sliding my hand between her legs to see the desire I’ve caused her is too much. I pull her away from the door and lift her into my arms, allowing her legs to wrap around my waist. “You are so fucking sexy.” I drop to the couch with her legs still around me and we fall into a rhythm like old lovers that have been doing this for years. My cock, hard and standing practically upright nestles between her legs, rubbing against her lace covered pussy and she moans in response to the stimulation. She moves up and down on me while her eyes bore into mine. “You’re so wet, beautiful. Tell me, it’s all for me?” I grip her butt, still careful not to go beneath her dress even though we are hurdling over lines with every passing second.
“Yes. Kiss me,” she whispers and I’ve just now realized, I’ve yet to kiss her despite the fact that we’re dry humping on this couch like teenagers.
I grip her face, making our eyes lock and the look on her face mixed with her wet cunt bouncing up and down on my cock makes me lose complete control. I grab her neck and squeeze gently, before slamming her mouth to mine, sliding my hand from the front of her neck to the back to keep her in place. I’ve yet to begin to explore her mouth; both of our mouths are closed at the moment but I know it’s only a matter of time before she opens and gives me a taste of that sweet tongue.
She pulls back and I don’t miss how red and swollen her lips are.Fuck.“Dominic,” she whispers before running her tongue over her bottom lip. “More,” she begs and I nod in response.
She presses her lips to mine and instantly I open my mouth. Her tongue darts in and I groan at the taste of her. She tastes like a hint of whiskey but mostly of her vanilla lip balm that she just applied in the car.She has the softest lips I’ve ever kissed.She continues to move back and forth against me, making me wish I could free my cock from the confines of my pants and the ache in it. Her hands move behind my head, pulling at the hair there and I let her neck go and move back to her ass to move her harder against me. Our tongues twist and turn with each other, exploring and tasting each other for the first time. She slinks back into her mouth and I follow her, making love to her sweet mouth the way I would to her pussy, if I ever have the chance. I cup her face to keep her in place as I continue to kiss her like I’ve never kissed another woman. Like I need her kiss more than I need oxygen. Like if I stop, I’ll die.
Fuck. I’m going to come soon.
The thought that I am about to have an orgasm by dry humping my stepdaughter fuels my hormones and makes me even harder and more desperate for my release. We kiss for I don’t know how long, my lips exploring every inch of her face, neck, and chest as she finds the weak spot behind my ear and a spot on my neck. I can feel her sweet pussy leaking all over me and with every thrust, my cock glides easily over her making a mess between us. After what feels like hours of kissing, she pulls back. Her lips are swollen and wet with my saliva and her skin is slightly red from my beard.My God, she’s beautiful.
“Dominic…” Her curly ponytail has gotten slightly wilder and more unkempt and I can’t help but think she’s the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen in my life.
“Stassi, you’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen,” I tell her honestly and her eyes widen before she looks away from me towards the door.
“Really?” Her eyes are full of shock and I can tell by the way the goosebumps appear all over her skin that she’s pleased with my comment. “You think I’m gorgeous?”
“Fuck yes.”
“Do you want…” She pauses and I run my hand up her back and into her hair. In the back of my mind, I know what she’s about to ask. She wants to cross another line. She wants to go further than fucking with our clothes on. I want to tell her no. Tell her that we can’t go further than we are right now. That even this is too far.
Instead, I probe her to ask her question.
“Do I want what? Tell me, baby.”
“Do you want to see…more of me?” She nibbles on her bottom lip. My cock jolts in response and she must feel it because she gasps and smiles devilishly. “You do, don’t you?”
No. Tell her no, you sick fuck. This is Angela’s daughter.My subconscious is screaming at me and yet I can’t bring myself to tell her no. Another part is screaming even louder and I can’t ignore the pain not only in my cock but in my heart over telling her no.
As much as I want to continue this argument with myself, I know I need to answer Stassi and I know what she wants to hear; more importantly what I want to say.
