Dirty Little Brat (Dirty Series Book 1)

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Saxson

Fuck!!

She has my dick hard. Ordinarily this wouldn't be a problem, but the issue is, she knows she’s got me by the balls. And that shit ain’t cool. I have never let anyone get the drop on me and here this 18-year-old brat has me scrambling to hold onto my manhood.

Damn it!!

Looking through the window and seeing her has me feeling like a fucking pathetic-ass peeping Tom, but somehow this is what I am reduced to. I became a lost mess after I laid eyes on her two weeks ago and I will never forget it.

Getting out of my car in front of a house I just bought, the first thing that comes to mind is, ‘Why the hell did I buy a house so big for one person?’ My mom sees it as me getting ready to fill it with a family. I know better.

A man who is in my line of work, doesn't do family, hearth, and home. It is much safer to be alone. That way no one can be used against me and I have nobody to answer to. There have been a plethora of women who have come and gone, but they were strictly fuck and plucks.

Holy shit! I crack myself up. Fuck and plucks. Sax, you are a wordsmith. I think shaking my head. But it’s true. I fuck ‘em and then pluck ‘em out of my bed. Yes, it seems callous, but believe me if they knew who and what I really am, they wouldn’t want to be with me either. But I am a grown-ass man who believes in having pussy on tap.

As I continue to walk up the path, before getting to the door, I see what I assume is a little girl at first. Then she is strolling across the lawn, and for the first time in my life I know what ‘Fuck My Life’ means. At first glance she appears tiny, but as she is standing in front of me popping gum in her mouth and sticking her C cups in my face, I realize I am mistaken. She is every man’s wet dream come true is what she is. Besides her plentiful tits, she has an ass the size of a thoroughbred in training. Said ass is connected to a pair of thick, hard thighs that I immediately picture squeezing as she bounces off my dick.

As I look at the rest of her and stare at her face, I am once again taken aback. She has hair the color of sunshine. It’s long and extends down her back, almost to the top of her ass. Her lips look as if she has been getting collagen injections since she was born. They are pink and plump. Damn if those smackers wouldn’t look good wrapped around my pipe.

I finally get to her beautiful ocean blue eyes, where I get struck with one thought…. she is a fucking baby. I mean, she cannot be a minute over 18 and now I know I am totally screwed. I know it should make a difference, but it doesn’t. All I can think about is that I want in that. Then she opens her mouth.

“You gonna just stare at me or are you going to introduce yourself? I’m Alexis, but everyone calls me Lexi.”

I am literally too busy picturing her on her knees, taking my ten-inch cock between those pinup girl lips of hers that I miss my cue to introduce myself and the little brat knows exactly where my head is.

“Well, since you don’t seem to be able to remember your name, I think I am going to call you Dicky.” She says. Her eyes move down from my face, to my chest, and as I follow their path to my crotch, I realize the joke. My dick is pointing straight out only to be hampered by my pants. It is like a homing device staring straight at her.

“How old are you, little girl?” Her nostrils flare when I use the term ‘little girl,’ but hey, she needs to know that two can play the game.

“I am not a little girl. If you must know I am 18,” she says with more attitude than she needs. God 18. I am almost twice her age. Does that make me a dirty old man? What the fuck am I saying. Of course, I am, because literally all I can picture are her big tits bouncing in my face towards my mouth as I pulverize her tiny pussy. The need to make her dance on my big cock, until I unleash my life inside of her is imperative.

What the hell. Unleash my life? Fuck. I must be horny, because looking at her has me thinking shit I shouldn’t. I need to get away from her and fast before I make a fool out of myself.