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That would be suicide.
And.
It’s the best fucking idea I’ve had in ages.
It’ll mean I get Jasmine, and I’ll get to be free of my family. We can start all over on our own.
But first things first.
If I’m going to get us both out of this in one piece, I’m going to have to calm down a little.
Make it look like I’m just doing my job as my father asked.
“The Portello’s?” I answer casually. “Why didn’t you say so?” I scold him.
“I’ll be up in a minute,” I explain dismissively, closing the door and locking it again.
Making him wait.
I move over to her bed again, her chest rising and falling with adrenalin and what I hope is the same amount of need I have for her as I want her to have for me.
She must be half your age.
She’s perfect. I don’t care about age.
If the look in her eyes that keeps darting to my dick that tells me everything, it’s that she’s plenty old enough to know what she wants.
And it’s not like I’m gonna force her to do anything she doesn’t want to either.
“Tell me you want this,” I demand, gripping the top half of my thick member through my jeans.
Feeling a heavy warmth, the precome I’m already making for her tight little pussy, dampens the front of my pants.
The pleasure center I want to stretch over every inch of my man meat until I fill her balls deep.
I want to make her scream, but only my name before she begs me to fuck her.
Over and over. That’s the look I see in her when I move past the edginess of uncertainty.
“Say it,” I plead, mindful of the time as well as my need.
Her head nods, and I step closer, willing her to touch me, which she does without blinking.
“I…I mean…It’s so big…,” she stammers, shivering as I smile.
Letting my head fall back as I hold her hand on me, feeling her squeeze me gently.
Knowing she’ll have to do better than that, I’ll show her how I like it.
And I can’t wait for her to show me how she likes it. And where.
“What’s gonna happen to me, though?” she asks, looking so innocent when I focus on her blue eyes.
I stroke her hair back, and noticing her other hand under the covers, I rip them back, making her gasp loudly.
Her knees are pressed together, but I can already see the sticky sheen on her fingers that I grab hold of.
Pulling her hand up to my lips, I waste no time tasting her for the first time.
