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SNEAK PEEK: CAUGHT BY DADDY
HARLOW
In this excerpt, Sam tells Harlow what she needs to do to increase the size of her bottom.
“Well, this is going to surprise you, but actually anal sex will help increase your ass size.”
I feel my jaw drop as silence fills the room.Well, that was unexpected.
“Um, I’m sorry?” I stammer. “Did you just say what I think you did?”
The handsome man steps forward again, almost crowding me where I stand now.
“It’s just science,” Sam says in a casual tone. “Working out the anal canal can help strengthen the muscles around it. And as those muscles get bigger, you’ll get a— what was the word you used?—a ‘juicier ass,’ is I think what you called it.” He looks pointedly at my rear end, even as I try to pick my jaw up off the ground. Is this man insane? I mean, is he playing a practical joke right now because this statement is too ludicrous to be true, right? After all, I’m pretty sure I would have heard about the idea that anal sex gives you a bigger ass, given my job and the fact that I’ve been researching on the internet like crazy. But at the same time, Samisa doctor, so who knows what kind of wacky things they’ve figured out in the medical world? Hell, maybe anal sexcanmake the butt bigger.
But it doesn’t really matter because there’s no way I’m going in for loads of backdoor love just to get a bigger booty. It’s too crazy, even for me. Yet Sam steps forward then, and trails a gentle finger down my arm.
“You know, I can help you, Harlow,” he says in a low tone, those blue eyes on fire. “I’d be more than happy to do the honors.” Oh shit, the erection through his scrubs is huge, and the air evaporates from my lungs.
“Oh, um,” I stammer like a fool. “Hmmm.”
But before I realize it, Sam’s mouth is on my own, those sensual lips dominating mine. At first, I’m so shocked that nothing happens, but then I melt against his touch, sighing rapturously against his lips.
“Oh Sam,” I gasp, dropping my sweater to snake my arms around his neck. “Yes please.”
He doesn’t respond, at least not immediately. Instead, Sam pulls away for a moment, breaking our kiss, and shoots me an intent look. “I’m not entirely sure you understand what you’re asking for,” he rasps. But his eyes betray him because they flash brightly — two orbs of blue steel that burn with longing.
I bite my lip and look up at him once more through my lashes. “I knowexactlywhat I’m asking you to do,” I purr sweetly. “Like I said, I’ve always wanted a bigger booty, so show me how to get there.”
A low, throaty groan escapes Sam’s lips, but I up the ante again by taking one of his hands and placing it against my left butt cheek. Then I then take his other hand and rest it against my right butt cheeks. “What’s the doctor’s opinion? Can you help a girl out?” I ask breathily, already feeling hot and needy.
Sam moans and then grips my ass tightly in his large palm. “I’m going to have to pound it hard to make sure I really work the muscles,” he growls in my ear. “Are you ready for a good ass fucking, sweetheart? Or is that going to be too much for you?”
I should be offended by the words, but instead they make the fire within grow bright with heat. I melt against his chest, my entire body suddenly possessed with the urge to be touched. “I think that’s just what the doctor ordered,” I coo prettily. “Now let’s get started, big boy.”
Without another word, I lead Sam over to my bed before opening my nightstand drawer and pulling out a small bottle of lube.
“Oh, what is this doing here?” I say with an innocent expression. Sam merely growls.
“I know you’re a slutty girl who keeps lube around,” he rasps. “Show me what you have.”
Giggling again, I squirt some of the cool gel into my palm and then rub my hands together to warm it up. Once I’m satisfied that the lube is body temperature, I grab the waistband on Sam’s pants and pull him toward me.
He doesn’t resist, but he doesn’t help either. Sam just watches my every action, as if trying to figure out what I’m going to do next, and I don’t make him wait long.
Expertly, I slip one of my hands into his waistband, and am startled to find that he’s not wearing boxers.
“Do you usually go commando?” I flirt.
Sam shakes his head, those blue eyes burning into mine.
“Only when I know I’m going to find my sweet stepdaughter nude and needy,” he rasps. Then, all thought flies out of my head because my fingers touch his very hard—and very large— staff. I stare up at the handsome man with wide eyes, suddenly a little frightened.
