Captivated

Damien

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“Let go; I gotta go. I told you I had to make a run.” I was trying hard not to laugh at her antics. “Michele!” Fucking girl never listens. For the past week, she’s been hell to deal with. Once she got her wings back, she’s been bustling around here like a butterfly on crack. It doesn’t help that the old man has decided to take her under his wing and has been filling her head with shit.

He claims it’s payback for all the hell I gave him as a kid, but I know it’s more than that. As a man who’d raised one daughter and lost his only granddaughter at an early age, I think he sees her as his. Now I have three of them on my ass.

She’s not as green as I thought, because she’d listened to my explanation after the infamous family dinner where it was glaringly obvious what we were without batting a lash. I was more nervous about telling her the truth about my family business than I thought I would be.

Even though I’d never taken part in the dark side of that shit and was the one trying to make things right, I know very well the stigma that’s attached to it. I was afraid that she’d look at me differently, but instead, she’d praised me for what I was trying to do. Her love and acceptance only made me love her that much more.

And then I finally got around to reading the rest of her diary, seen the words she’d written there about me, and what she felt. It had shaken me just a little to realize that the night she’d fallen under my car she’d been trying to escape and that the reason she hadn’t tried again was because of her growing feelings for me after I ran her to ground.

That one kinda gutted me, knowing that she’d subjected herself to further hell to be with me, but it made me fall even deeper in love with her. So now she’s spoilt as fuck and gives no fucks about anything I have to say unless it’s what she wants to hear. She’s also a fucking sex fiend.

I thought I was greedy for her, but my shit pales in comparison. She’s out of school and has fuck all to do with her days since I refuse to let her leave the house until I’ve taken care of our enemies, which is what I’m trying to do now, but with nothing to do and nowhere to go, all she wants to do is fuck. That fuck Dray hasn’t had to do shit in days since she’s had me on lock.

She grinned and locked her legs around me, and flipped us around. I wasn’t expecting the sudden move, so she caught me by surprise. I held her hips and smiled up at her, happy that she felt confident enough these days to be this playful in my bed. “Okay, one more then I really have to go.”

She reached between us and wrapped her hand around my cock that I’d just taken out of her less than ten minutes ago. “He doesn’t seem very interested, maybe…” She gut-punched me before I could make a suggestion.

“So, feisty!” I started to reach for her, but she pulled another sneak attack and took me into her mouth, so the words came out in a hiss. “Shit, you’re getting way too good at this.” She grinned around my cock and went back to snacking.

I wasn’t kidding when I said she was getting good as sucking me off. For someone who’d never done it before she’d taken to it like it was an art form, and her gag reflex is nonexistent. Maybe that’s why she finds so much pleasure in taking my cock into her mouth.

“Bet you can’t take more than six inches in your mouth this time.” Something else I found out about her, she likes a challenge and hates to lose. I knew there was no way she would get my whole length in her throat, but I’m hoping her competitive nature would get me at least ten inches in.

She did her best, but eight and a half was her limit for now. I decided to fuck with her. I sat up and rubbed the back of her head, as she was busy making love to her new fuck toy. “Not bad at all for an amateur.”

She stopped mid suck and grabbed my balls. “Ah-ah-ah, play nice.” I was tense as hell while she threatened my balls. It’s a whole other feeling that’s for sure, the pleasure of what she did to my meat with her tongue and the fear of what she was planning to do to my balls.

Each time she squeezed her hand, I held my breath, waiting for the shock of pain. And each time she’d get close and pull back, but that’s not what held me enthralled with her. It’s the fact that each time she squeezed my balls, she sucked down hard on my cock while simultaneously licking the slit with her wet tongue.