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Bringing the damp fabric up to my face, I inhale the smell of her before stuffing part of it in my mouth and getting the barest morsel of her flavor on my tongue. I leave it there while I stand up, and she looks over her shoulder, seeing me with the lace hanging between my teeth as I grin at her.

I pull them out before quirking an eyebrow at her. “Wanna taste?” I love the way her eyes widen, trying to find out if I’m serious.

She finds out as soon as I shove the thong past her own lips, then force my hand to stay cupped over it so she can’t spit it out.

“Tsk tsk, wildcat. You asked for this, so now you’re going to take everything I give you and say thank you, aren’t you?” Her teeth find the fleshy part of my palm and she bites down, but all I can do is give her a feral look. The sharp bite of pain does nothing but make me feel alive, shooting a current through my body, and if any of my nerves were dormant… they aren’t anymore.

Using that same hand, I pull her head back, forcing her back to bow as I ghost my lips across her shoulders and up her neck, letting her entire body shiver against mine. My dick is throbbing, desperate to sink into another hole of hers. To use her body until my own is spent, and she’s left laying across my desk a quivering, wet mess.

It’s only when I reach her ear that I whisper to her, letting my tongue flick against the lobe as I speak, “Be a good girl and spread your legs so my dick can rest between your thick, delicious thighs.”

She tries to buck back against me, not in any actual defense, but simply in defiance. She both wants to do as she’s told and doesn’t. Her body and mind warring, but one wins out against the other.

Her legs shuffle, each to its respective side, letting the warm flesh part and I slide right in, feeling my dripping cock rest snuggly between them as I feel the wetness of her pussy coat the top of my shaft.

It’s like fitting two Tetris pieces together, and October’s body sags just a bit, and I feel the sigh in her chest blocked by the panties I’m still forcing her to keep in her mouth.

My other hand travels over her back and glides down her side, flowing over every dip and curve it can find and eating up all the distance. I can’t get enough of the feel of her body. Her skin is smooth and smells like sex and peaches.

I can feel her tense as I move to the front of her body, lifting the weight of one breast into my palm and squeezing it gently before moving between her sternum. I can feel the tension lining her body again as I move south until I cup her belly. Her body flinches, and both of her hands fly to mine, trying to pry it away from the fleshy little pooch I’m holding.

“Don’t even fucking think about it, October. This right here…” I trail off, grabbing it tighter and thrusting my hips so she can feel my dick move against her slit, “… this is a goddamn wonderland. Don’t ever stop me from touching it. You want something to feel bad about, you can feel bad about not listening to your daddy. You fucking get me?”

Her hands stop pulling at me, but they don’t move, both of them linked together to cover mine. Just resting there but I feel and see her head move just a bit, but it’s enough of a nod for me to be satisfied that I got my message across.

I stroke and caress her belly before dipping my hand to rest just above her slit. Her little landing strip along her pubic bone beckons me to just move an inch lower, but I hold myself back. Exhibiting a control I don’t feel like I have being this close to her, I give her a little pat before withdrawing. I definitely hear and feel the whine that leaves her.

“I get even harder when you do that. If you could speak right now, I have no doubt I’d have you begging like the filthy little fucking girl you are for my cock. Just how desperate are you?” I pull my hand away from her mouth, backing away just enough to turn her over so I’m looking directly into her eyes.

I crowd back into her, forcing her legs up and around my hips and with no warning and no guidance needed, I thrust once, burying myself to the hilt in her.

Her mouth falls open and I watch as the sodden lace falls from the force of her gasp as I penetrate her.

“Fuck,” I groan out, gripping her face between my hands.

“You feel like every fucked up, bad decision dripping in platinum and emeralds, leading me both to salvation and ruin. You. Destroy. Me.” I thrust hard on each word, overcome with the need to get even further inside her. I told her I would consume her, but it’s her who’s about to consume me. Wholly.

She’s gripping me tightly, her legs, her hands on my sides, and her cunt is suffocating my cock.

I drag out slowly, bending my head to watch as her lips spread until just the head is left encased. I give small thrusts, barely giving either of us anything. I slip an inch into her and then out, over and over. I keep repeating myself, keeping my head down and locked on our two bodies. What she doesn’t notice is that my eyes are drifting from watching us to watching her.

I can see the frustration building. Her desire to feel more, to come, is going to break her. I want her to shatter until she opens those pretty pouty, red-stained lips and begs me.

Begs her fucking daddy to destroy her pretty cunt and wreck her for anything else.

One minute.

Three minutes.

Five minutes and then she cracks.

“Please stop. Stop teasing me. Fuck me. Please fuck me,” she whines out, but it’s not enough. She hasn’t debased herself enough for me.

“Mm. No, I don’t think I will. Tell me, October. You like feeling your own flesh and blood splitting you open? Fucking you like a whore? Does it make you wet to know that your dad is fucking his daughter? Because it makes me fucking feel like granite. I want to hold you down and cover you in my come until you’re nothing but a broken little kitten, craving to do anything for my approval. Yearning to lick up every ounce of what I give you.” I pull all the way out now.

Call me a manipulator.

I don’t care.

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