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She loosens her jaw and hold and lets me fuck her mouth as ruthlessly as I would have fucked her pussy.
I don’t hold back and I certainly don’t take it easy. Just like we both want. And this wild woman takes every drop of my crazy, even as drool and precum trickle down her chin.
Even as her eyes fill with tears.
Fuck me. This beautiful witch will be the death of me.
I’m about to empty down her pretty throat when the last person I expected to be here calls from down the hall.
“I’m here, Dad!”
24
ASPEN
Ifreeze.
And so does Kingsley’s hold on my hair.
And so does the world.
For a single second, at least.
Then everything comes crashing back in like a hurricane. Not sure if it’s the alcohol or the excessive information I offered Kingsley or the fact that I got on my knees for him, but I feel so out of my element that I wish the earth would swallow me whole.
It doesn’t help that having my throat fucked by him has turned me on so much, a few strokes of my clit would be enough to give me an orgasm.
But the sound of Gwen’s footsteps down the hall is almost enough to dissipate the haze.Almost.
I slowly start to release Kingsley’s cock, but he pins me in place with his hold against my hair and thrusts in with a violence that catches me off guard.
What is the crazy asshole doing? If Gwen comes in, she’ll see an unflattering scene of both of us. But I don’t get a chance to protest or subdue the burning throb between my legs when cum explodes down my throat and floods my mouth. At the same moment, Gwen barges inside. “Dad!”
From my position behind the counter, I can see the tight lines in his face, but it’s also his expression when he’s angry, so I really hope that’s what Gwen sees. Not the pleasure part.
By the time he finally pulls out and tucks himself in, I’m close to hyperventilating. He takes a moment to catch his breath, then says in a tight voice, “What are you doing here, Gwen?”
“It’s my house, too, you know. I lived here not too long ago,” she says with attitude, and I hear her dropping something, probably her bag, on a stool and climbing onto another. “And don’t even think about kicking me out today.”
My thoughts of crawling away are completely impossible now that she’s so close.
I swallow as much as I can of Kingsley’s cum, doing a ninja-level job at not releasing any sound.
He grabs his glass of water and nonchalantly places his other hand on the counter. “We’re not really on speaking terms, Gwen.”
“How can you ever not be on speaking terms with me, Daddy? Aren’t I your little angel?” I can hear the spoiled princess tone in her voice. She really is Daddy’s little girl.
“Not when you accuse me of being a woman-beater.”
“I’m sorry,” she lets out in a huff. “I was just too emotional, because, well, I know you don’t like Aspen. Speaking of Aspen, is that her car outside?”
Oh, shit. Shit!
How could I think that I would ever get away with being a regular in Kingsley’s house without her finding out?
“No,” Kingsley says with his usual cool.
“Then whose is it?”
