Knowing I can’t get her pregnant or it would be yet another cause for scandal, I pull a condom from my pants pocket, but she shakes her head. “When Mama took me to the doctor, they put me on the pill.”
“Oh thank God.” I drop the condom. “I don’t want a damn thing between us.”
I need to be inside of Cate so bad that I’m hauling the girl to her feet and pushing her back down on the bed before I know it, coming down on top of her. Our mouths are a mess of tongues, panting, teeth scraping. She’s wild, like I knew she’d be. Begging and clawing for a fuck, even though she’s never had one. Doesn’t know what it feels like. Only that she’s built to get it from me.
“Easy, baby,” I rasp against her lips. “Calm down. Let me get it in.”
“Please,” she whimpers, arching her back, offering me those sweet berry nipples, and I suck them greedily, cock in hand. Jerking myself off against her cunt. Getting my tip as wet as possible before I wedge it into her hole, barking a curse at the impossible tightness.
“It’s going to hurt a little, okay?” I force myself to remain in control, even though I want to slam deep and buck my hips until I no longer have the heavy burden of seed in my sack. She did this to me. She should have to take it. She should get fucked for it. That’s what the devil on my shoulder is whispering in my ear, but no. No, she’s my innocent fairy from the glen. My stepsister. And she deserves the best care. Her care is my job—a job I need. “Shhh, baby. Unclench that little pussy. Relax and let me fill you up.”
She nods at me, blue eyes riveted on mine.
Biting her lip, she loosens just enough that my cock passes another inch, before slamming up against another barrier. “Daddy needs to get it all the way in,” I say hoarsely, my hips set to thrust at the first sign of encouragement. Not yet. Not yet.
“What…what did you say?” Cate whispers.
What did I say?
Did I call myself her Daddy?
I’ve never said anything like that in my life, never even fantasized about it. Definitely not role-playing. And yet, I feel a pulse beat faster between her legs at that word. Her innocent eyes take on an almost drugged quality, her nails turning to claws in my back, making me grunt.
“S-say it again,” she whimpers, shifting under me.
“I’ll say it when you’ve got me deep, little girl.” I snap at her lips, her earlobe. “Where no man has gone and no man, except me, is ever going to go.”
Her thighs flex around me, then drop open, her breath coming faster.
She’s scared, excited, turned on.
“Yes, Tristan.”
I’m hungry. Determined. Overwhelmed by her beauty, her trust. And I have no choice but to look her in the eye and drive forward, groaning at the gentle rip of her hymen, the hot vise-like flesh surrounding me, rippling, squeezing. “Ahhh Christ,” I growl through clenched teeth. “There’s Daddy’s wet, warm girl.”
Cate sobs, but not from pain.
She was hot to fuck before. She’s hotter now.
Her thighs wrap around my hips like vines, her mouth making an O shape. “Oh. Oh lord.” Goddamn right her accent is thick as molasses now. “Hard. Please, Daddy. Fast.”
Christ.
I knew she’d be uninhibited, but this is almost an embarrassment of riches. I’ve got a hot little virgin underneath me and she wants a pounding. She’s begging for it.
Begging for her Daddy to deliver it.
That’s who I’ve wanted to be to her all along, I realize. The man who takes care of her needs, guides her, protects her. And in an almost too realistic twist, our relationship is also a forbidden secret. There’s something twisted about this, but my need for her outweighs everything. Things like morals and judgments aren’t welcome here.
Any control I had vanishes in the blink of an eye. I drop my weight down on top of Cate’s slight body and I fuck her in a beastly way. That’s what this attraction to my stepsister is. A goddamn beast. It’s powerful and raw and ruled by instinct. She screams at the full impact of my cock, hollers for me to give it harder.
Her teeth rip at my shoulder, her nails scraping down my back.
Her heels urge my ass to pump faster.
She’s a horny, little wildcat.
Jesus. Christ. I’m the luckiest son of a bitch alive.
“Go ahead. Bite and kick and screech, little girl. I’m having this pussy. I’m having it all to myself. It’s mine!” I reach back and grab her heels, yanking them up to her ears. Pinning them there. Listening to that tight, sopping slap of cock hitting cunt. “Are you Daddy’s dirty little secret, baby? Are you going to open these obedient thighs for me behind everyone’s backs?”