Page 27 of His Perfect Gift


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“Give it to me. I can take it.”

“Do you know what you’re asking?” Sweat dribbled down my temple.

“Just fuck me already!”

Goddammit. She knew what buttons to push with me. “All right, then. Get ready to get fucked hard.” I pulled her hair as I withdrew and pumped my cock deep inside her, pounding her like a damn jackhammer. Her full tits bounced with each pulse.

I’d never fucked anyone like this before. Crazed. Possessed. Like a demon had taken over my body. My balls drew up, and I was going to fill her with my cum.

“I coming!” she screamed and threw her head back with her eyes closed.

I let her ride it out, keeping my dick in check. I was seconds from releasing my load, but first, I wanted to give her a firm reminder of who I was to her. “For the record, I’m not your uncle, Princess,” I grunted, pounding into her pussy, and I slapped her luscious ass. “I’m.” Thrust. “Your.” Thrust. “Daddy.” Thrust.

Like floodgates opening, I ejaculated like there was no tomorrow. Years of celibacy apparently made me spew like a goddamn geyser because I came by the bucket load.

When I was empty, I dropped my head into the crook of her neck and kissed her soft skin, reveling in this moment, feeling more relaxed and content than I had in a long time.

She craned her head, and her cheeks were flushed and teary-eyed. Fuck, was she crying? Was I too rough? I knew she climaxed. She drenched my cock.

“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” I cupped her face, holding her gaze.

“No. It was just… beautiful,” she said softly.

I captured her mouth and kissed her until she melted in my arms. This felt so right. Our lips released with a pop. “You’re going to be my downfall.” I thumbed her pouty bottom lip.

When I withdrew my semi-erect cock, I froze. My dick was smeared in blood. Her blood. “Amber.” Her name dragged out of my mouth as I stared between us. “Please tell me that you’re on your period.”

Silence.

My cock grew harder despite my suspicions being confirmed. I exhaled. She was a virgin? I just took my best friend’s daughter’s virginity. I just fucked her like that for her first time.

Twisting her around, I scanned her face. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were downcast. I swallowed, trying to find my words. “Please… tell me I didn’t just take your virginity.”

Goddammit. My dick was already pointing skyward, and Amber looked like I’d just told her I ran over a litter of puppies.

“Answer me.” I was an asshole for this, and my voice was harsher than I intended.

“You didn’t take my virginity,” she said sheepishly, folding her arms around her stomach. Then she peered up at me under dark lashes. “I gave it to you. I wanted you to be my first.”

And there went my self-control. I gripped her shoulders, borderline hating myself for feeling elation and… pride. I was one second away from beating my chest. Christ, I was a degenerate. I paused, trying to steady my words. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

She shrugged, averting her eyes. “It wasn’t a big deal.”

I clasped her chin, forcing her attention on me. “It was a big deal. You let me fuck you like that for your first time?” I studied her face before my eyes dropped down to see blood smeared between her thighs and my cum dribbling down her skin.

I stifled a groan because despite feeling guilty, I wanted to fuck her again. “I could’ve hurt you.”

She cupped my face. “You didn’t hurt me.” Her eyes pierced my soul. “I wanted you to lose control. Ilikedit when you lost control.” She moved in and ran her lips over mine. “So no more guilt or denial, got it?”

Well, hell. I took over the kiss and wrapped my arms around her, lifting her against me. “Then allow me to clean you up.”

“Yes, sir.” She smiled against my lips, and fuck, I loved when she said that. I nibbled on her mouth, savoring her as I carried her to the bathroom and stepped into my spacious walk-in shower.

“Oh, my God. This shower is amazing.”

Smirking at her in my arms, I pushed a button on the panel. Water fell from two rectangular panels in the ceiling. The temperature was already pre-programmed and warm. I drew us under the steady stream and set her on her feet. “Can you stand?”

Yeah, I’d bragged about fucking her until she couldn’t walk, but I was very concerned about hurting her.

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