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“Papa Bear? What do you think I need?” I can’t believe I’m playing this game. And I’m stunned by how much it’s turning me on. This was supposed to be one date. Nicknames feel serious.
“Papa Bear?” Felix echoes. “That’s even better.” He hikes my dress to my waist and trails his fingers along the exposed flesh of my outer thighs. “My little girl needs someone to lean on when her days are hard, and she feels like all her work goes unappreciated.”
I confirm his assessment with a nod and wait for him to continue. He’s saying all the right things, but that’s what men do, right? I just wish I had more experience sniffing out potential lies.
Felix's fingers skim the elastic hem of my cotton panties, which I deliberately wore because of their lack of sex appeal, hoping they would motivate me to keep them on. I tense, fearing he’ll touch the gusset and find I’ve soaked them through.
“My girl needs someone soft to tuck her into bed after a long day and something hard between her thighs.” He groans and lets his hand slip inside my panties, cupping my pussy like he owns it.
I gasp, surprised by his touch and amazed how easily his fingers slide through my slit, back and forth, back and forth, as they spread my arousal over my clit.
“Is that someone you, Papa Bear?” I whimper, my hips rocking to the rhythm of his stroking hand.
Felix pets my clit hard, then soft, torturing me with slow flicks, then increasing his pace into quick lashes.
“I’m the only someone who gets to touch you, little girl. Papa knows you’re a good girl and wants to keep you that way for everyone else. But when we’re alone, he wants to set your bad girl free.”
I sink my fingers into massive shoulders, holding on for dear life as I ride his hand, bouncing, twisting, and getting that perfect angle that makes my eyes disappear into the back of my head. The first wave hits hard, and I slap my hand over my mouth as cries of ecstasy fall from my lips. The second wave makes me dizzy with lust, any resistance I had left weakened by the intensity of my first climax.
“Felix,” I murmur, my voice too strained to praise him properly.
“That was perfect, sweetheart,” he rasps, salaciously licking his fingers before slipping them inside me.
I thought I’d be embarrassed, but that thought doesn’t cross my mind.
There’s something about Felix that feels right.
There's something about us that clicks.
“You’re so fucking tight, Harlow. How am I ever going to fit my cock inside this tiny pussy?” His filthy words persuade me to relinquish the last shreds of prudishness lurking within. I hook a finger beneath the straps of my sundress and let the fabric fall to my waist. Felix’s brown eyes grow wide with avarice, and he quickly finishes the task, unhooking my strapless bra and tossing it to one side.
I’m utterly exposed, but I don’t care. I want him to see me. I want to tempt him to take me here and now. If we wait another day, I’ll let my mama’s sage words concerning the cow and free milk sink in and ghost him for eternity.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby.” Felix ducks his head and wraps his lips around a taut nipple, then winds his tongue around each peak. He suckles and teases my sensitive flesh with tiny bites until the overwhelming sensation makes me cry out and plead for more.
“Do you want to ride Papa’s dick?” He poses it as a question as if I had a choice. I’m too far gone. Too out of my mind with desire to say no.
I nod with enthusiasm, bobbing my head up and down as I watch him unzip and pull a colossal cock from his pants. My mouth gapes as he places my trembling fingers around the shaft. It’s so long—my hand looks tiny. It’s so thick my fingers never meet.
Maybe he was right. He may not fit.
“I’ve never done this before.” The words come out in a rush like I need to speak my piece before we go any further. I don’t want him to be disappointed with my lack of skill. “Please, gauge your expectations. It’s doubtful I’ll hit it out of the park the first time.”
My confession quickly alters his expression, his brows pulling low with concern. “You couldn’t disappoint me if you tried. I’m here to make you feel good. My pleasure comes second.”
I stare, stunned, lost in his dark gaze and enthralled by the feel of his stiff cock nudging my clit. “I want to make you feel good too.”
“Then ride me, Harlow. I want you to take control and get yourself off with my cock. Nothing would please me more.” He clasps his hands on my waist and lifts me, positioning me over his jutting cock. It nudges my entrance, and I hold my breath, spreading my thighs wider as I sink down, impaling myself on his length.
The pain is sharp but quickly overridden by the tantalizing pleasure of being stretched open, claimed, and used by Felix's cock. My body moves on its own, chasing a high and clinging to every new sensation. I slam my thighs into his lap and spear my pussy on his thick shaft, riding hard to the sound of his escalating grunts.
“Felix!” I shout, gasping for air, rocking my hips to meet his thrusts, and losing my mind on the most incredible feeling I’ve ever known. It’s been five days. How did this man reel me in so fast?
“Keep it up, baby. Papa is so close to filling this pussy with so much cum, it might spill out of you for days.” He’s so nasty. And so fucking good.
I wrap my arms around his neck and press my mouth to his parted lips. He kisses me wildly, pumping his hips and whispering nasty words that unravel me in a fit of shuddering bliss.
“This pussy is mine. All fuckingmine. I’ll never let another man near it.” He struggles to speak, hissing through clenched teeth as his thrusting cock erupts inside me.
