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Making me giddy all over again once I realize he’s been saving his best for last. Kissing me like they do in the movies, but in a way that I can feel all the way from my head to my toes. Feel all of him right in my soul.
A kiss so deep, so long and tender that I almost forget about everything else. If he’d just kissed me like this, would I still want him inside of me?
Well, that’s the magic of it. Because with him, I get to have it all.
My hands run over his muscular frame and his own grip me tight from behind, squeezing my rump open and shut, my sodden panties tugging at my back hole in a way that makes my eyes cross once I feel that tingle growing deep inside again.
“You ready?” He asks, reading my mind and body as if it’s something he wrote himself.
Try as I might, I do it again. Willing myself not to say it is like a jinx move, but something tells me it’s the only word he wants to hear form my lips right now. Apart from ‘yes’ of course.
But I think I’ve given more than just a nod of consent.
“Daddy…” I whisper, drawling the word into a long, low purr as I hear his zipper coming undone.
The pair of us becoming undone once I feel that hot, smooth and very swollen head of his manhood pressing right against my shining cleft.
“Oh, fuck!” He growls, eyes snapping shut and his mouth in an O shape before he steels himself, not wanting to miss a second of my own features as I relax my quivering hole. My pink little lips puckering over his helm that starts to jerk and spasm all on its own.
“Jesus fucking Christ…” He exclaims, “Eve! Ah, Eve!Fuck! I’m gonna fucking drill you until you scream…” he promises me, my hips already thrusting up and forward. Eager to take him in.
Needing him like I’ve never needed anything else. And knowing I’ll never need anything again from now on.
He’s all I want for Christmas, for my birthday… And for every day and night from now on.
Just. Like. This…
Chapter 11
Ezekiel
Daddy.
The word’s like a sledgehammer. But from her sweet mouth, with those eyes looking up at me?
It’s the only word I need to sum up how I know she feels about me. About what she really wants.
She’s not exactly gonna cry out ‘Ezekiel’ every time she wants something like the climax I just gave her, is she? And ‘Zeke’ is what my father calls me.
No.
It’s perfect. And it’s only made more special when I see the effect her calling me that has on her.
I know her real dad abandoned all of them when she was little. And having my father Ike as her step daddy is one thing, but just a formality.
When she callsmedaddy it means a thousand different positive things, and every one of them is made clearer the longer I explore her body with my hands. My mouth. My tongue.
And now I’m about to claim what’s mine proper. Filling her with the seed I’ve already marked her with. Filling her with babies of our own, so yeah. One way or another I’m gonna be a daddy. So I don’t mind one bit if she says it.
Or even better, if she screams it while shuddering cream all over my fat cock as it explodes inside her. And that’s just what I’m about to do.
She’s tighter than I could’ve dreamed down there, but more than ready for her next lesson after my tongue lashing and her quaking, first ever real orgasm.
Tasting every bit as good as she looks and feels, I know I’m way past want or even need now.
Eve is like air itself to me. Without her, I wouldn’t last a minute.
And if there’s never been such a thing as a step brother daddy… Well, there is now.
