Page 16 of His Perfect Gift


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She gasped, and I stared down at her thighs in awe before I ran my hands over her knees, spreading her legs wide. I stared at her white lace thong, and my mouth went dry. I’d been walking a tightrope since I’d seen her and damned if I knew I was falling to my own demise.

“I tried.” My fingers dug into her soft flesh. “I tried to stay away from you. But right now, I don’t give a fuck anymore.”

She clutched my shoulders, and her skin trembled beneath my touch as my fingers ran up her thighs. “You wanted to see me lose control?” I zeroed in on the thong, wanting to see her pussy. Wanting to taste her pussy. I needed a taste… just one fucking taste. I hooked my finger under the thin elastic, yanking it taut. “You will get your wish.” Tugging again, the thong snapped, and I tossed it aside.

“Aaron?”

“Just a taste. One taste.” I bent down and ran my tongue over her clit.

She moaned and dug her fingers into my shoulders.

I sucked on her cunt, and she murmured, “Oh, my God.”

“That’s right. I’m gonna give you what you need.” I lapped at her entrance, watching her as I teased her. Damn, she tasted like heaven.

I nipped on her clit and sucked hard, watching her squirm and sink back on her elbows. “Don’t stop.”

“Jesus Christ, you taste so good.”

I thrust my tongue inside her pussy, relishing her sweet taste, thriving on how her delicate flesh quivered on my tongue.

My balls tightened, and my dick was painfully hard. Gripping the backs of her thighs, I pushed them back until her knees were near her head. I gazed down at her exposed pink cunt that glistened like a dewy, ripe peach.

“Princess, you are so very fucking wet.”

“Please,” she moaned, and I glanced at her face. Her cheeks were flushed, and her beautiful brown eyes were heavy-lidded.

“Do you want to come?” I drew a finger to her entrance, gathering her wetness and pushing it inside, pausing at mid-knuckle.

“Yes!”

Withdrawing my finger, I brought it to my mouth. Savoring her. God, she was hot, and I knew I was going to devour that pussy and make her come all over my face.

I dove in like a starved man and ravished her sweet cunt. Licking, biting, and sucking until she was writhing beneath me, like she was burning with a fever.

I knew I’d have regrets, but for now, all I could think about was driving an orgasm out of her.

“Oh, Aaron,” her voice trembled as her hands clutched my head. She was close. So damn close to falling apart. I pushed my finger inside her pussy, up to my knuckle. She was fucking tight. Then I curled my finger until I hit her G-spot.

She cried out and climaxed. My God, it was the most beautiful thing, and I drew out her orgasm, sucking her clit and finger-fucking it out of her.

When she came down, I released her, and her legs dropped to the table like dead weights as she sighed in contentment. Reality seeped into my head as I stared at the aftermath of what I’d done. I just ate out my best friend’s daughter.

Rising up slowly, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.

“What’s wrong?” She pushed up into a sitting position, and her skirt billowed around her waist in a wrinkled mess. Her cheeks were tinted in pink, and her dark hair hung wildly around her face. She looked like she’d just been thoroughly fucked.

And goddamn, her exposed pussy was swollen and wet from what I’d done. I could still taste her in my mouth. I wanted another taste. Icravedanother taste. “Everything. Everything’s wrong.” My voice sounded ragged as I tried to keep myself from pulling out my cock and ramming it into her cunt.

“Don’t.” She clutched my wrist. “Don’t be like that. You did nothing wrong. Don’t you dare have regrets.”

“Regrets? Do you know anything about regrets?” She was barely legal. What the hell would she know about having regrets?

“I know I don’t regret what we did. Or how you make me feel.” She took a steady breath as her finger trailed up my arm. “No one has ever done that to me before. Made me come.”

I closed my eyes, trying to find some strand of restraint, while my dick butted furiously against my zipper. “You can’t say things like that… to me.”

“Why? I’m just being honest.” She clasped my chin between her fingers, drawing me down until my eyes were level with hers. “At least I’m not afraid to admit what I want.”

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