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His Father

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God forgive me but she tastes so fucking sweet.

I crush my lips against hers, making her squeak with surprise. Making myself groan as she accepts me so willingly, tangling her tongue with mine perfectly. I grip her around the back of her neck holding her to me as I pull her closer, forcing her to slide her leg over my lap until she’s straddling me.

Her fingers push through my hair, it feels incredible and sends tingles down my spine and straight to my dick.

When she releases my mouth for a breath I kiss her throat, her collar, then yank down the front of her shirt, popping out the pierced breast so I can suck it into my mouth.

She gasps, and that goes straight to my cock too.

Her body is so slender in my arms, so light on my lap, so fragile and breakable. I touch her gently, tickling her skin before cupping her rear and lifting her.

We kiss again, our lips connecting clumsily as I carry her to her room, stumbling on my shoes as I kick them off, tripping on my pants as I shove them down when she pushes her bedroom door closed behind us. Reaching over my shoulder with her hand.

I let go of her and she drops to the ground, gasping when I shove her a little harder than intended onto her bed.

She giggles but it stops when I rid her of her shorts, pull her top from over her head and rip her thong from her body with one hand. It snaps. I feel so primal and masculine right now. I’ve never felt this way before.

“Go easy on the clothing, I literally have none.” She smirks at me in the dark and watches me with wild eyes when I stroke myself, standing over her, shirtless, pants off, donning just my CK boxer briefs. The way she takes me in and the way her eyes widen at my size has me chuckling. She’s like a little rabbit caught in headlights.

She pulls back as though trying to escape me so I grab her ankle and drag her to the end of the bed. When she laughs again I kneel and kiss her side, tasting each dip of her rib with my tongue and lips. It has her grabbing at my head, jerking and moaning. Jesus, this girl is reacting like a virgin. Has she ever been touched like this?

I push a finger into her to be sure and there’s no barrier but fuck she’s so tight. Her head falls back as her juices soak my hand and my thumb circles on the hooded little bundle of nerves.

I suck her nipple again and smile when her breathing quickens, her moans get louder and she clenches on my finger. Before she comes I release her, suck my finger into my mouth to taste her. She tastes wild and raw, like pure fucking sweet sin. I dip my finger back inside and kiss her lips. Her legs hang over the edge of the bed as I lay her back onto the mattress.

My free hand, which I’m using to lean on, quickly raises her leg and spreads it as wide as she’ll allow.

“What are you doing?” she breathes, panting when I move my hand faster.

Her entire body tenses when I moisten my pinkie finger and slip it down to her puckered exit.

“What are you doing?” Her tone this time is more panicked. “I don’t… That’s not…”

I claim her mouth again, giving her no time to object as I slip my finger into her tight hole. She tries to bring her legs down but I hook one over my arm and smother her cries with my tongue.

When I allow her to breathe, my pinkie finger buried in her ass up to the knuckle I say, “If I’m only getting you once I want all of you.”

“Okay,” she replies weakly and covers her eyes with her hand.

I descend on her body, kissing her as I go, keeping a finger in her pulsing, tight, sex and my pinkie in her other as my tongue and lips close over her clit.

“OH! YES! FUCK!” she screams, losing herself.

Oh, she likes it. I love that she likes it. I love that I’m undoubtedly the first man to make her feel this way. I feel smug.

She loses it, climaxing almost instantly. I lap it up as she pulses and shudders. I’ve never felt a woman get so wet. I want inside of her, right now.

As she’s reeling, smiling at the ceiling, I crawl up her body and she cups my face with her hands.

I normally hate that, hate the romantic touches that you only see in movies, hate the kissing of faces, the whispered seductions. But with her it’s different, it feels different. It’ feels nice, soft, tingly, good.


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