Possessive Daddy Next Door - Page 17

I hold her hand and lead her down a side path. “Come on. I’ll show you something.”

We hike for a little bit, along a barely used trail that’s more like a long rut in the dirt. It winds through trees and we push through some underbrush until we stop in front of a short cliff wall with boulders strewn all over.

“Wow,” she says. “Holy crap. I didn’t know this was here.”

“I found it a couple months back,” I say, walking over to the huge rocks. They’re twice as tall as me, and I’m a big man. I lean up against one and pat the space next to me. She leans up against it and smiles.

“I lived here my whole life and never saw this.”

“Probably didn’t come off the main path very often, did you?”

She looks at me. “No. I guess not.”

“But aren’t you glad you did?”

She laughs. “If this is some kind of object lesson, I don’t think I’m learning anything.”

I move in front of her and take her wrists. I pin them up above her head. She stares into my eyes as I kiss her nice and hard.

There’s no lesson in my kiss. I don’t want to teach her a damn thing. I just want to taste her and have my way with her. I want to walk away satisfied.

I want to walk away with her taste on my lips and her orgasm still ringing in my ears.

I kiss her neck and release her wrists. She wraps her arms around my neck as my hand grabs her hair. It’s thick and luscious, and I love grabbing and pulling it. She gasps, chin tilted up, as I kiss her ear and whisper, “I love the way you moan when I touch you.”

She wiggles her hips in response and I kiss her. I release her hair and my hands move down her hips toward her jeans. I unbutton them slowly, unzipping the front before tugging them down. She gasps, breathing hard. I bite her lower lip, grab her hair again, and slip my right hand down the front of her panties.

Dripping wet. Absolutely dripping wet. I knew she would be but feeling it under my fingers makes my body go wild with need. I feel like an animal getting his prey. I roll my fingers along her clit and she moans into my kiss. I love the way it tastes, that fucking moan. I know she feels good as she pushes herself tighter against me. I tease her clit with my fingers, spreading her slit wide then pressing two fingers deep inside her. She groans when I pull them back out.

Her clit’s stiff and her moans get louder. I rub her faster and she grinds against me. “I admit it,” she pants. “I was thinking about this.”

“I knew it.” I smirk and bite her lip. “Tell me what you were imagining.”

“You. Taking me. Kissing me… touching me. Oh, god.” I touch her clit in just the right way and I can see the pleasure jolt through her body as her eyes roll back. I keep going, rolling it, rubbing it faster. She moves her hips and shimmies them, pushing back against me.

I pull back suddenly and drop to my knees. Her eyes go wide as I pull her jeans down, followed by her panties. “Max,” she groans. “What are you—?”

I grab her ass and pull her against my mouth. I lick her pussy on my knees, finding her clit with my tongue. I lap her up, tasting her, growling my pleasure as I roll around her little clit. I suck her and lick her faster.

She leans against the rock. I spread her legs and suck her. She grabs my hair and moans. I look up and her eyes are shut, her body tense, and I know she’s lost in this. I keep going, sucking and licking, tasting her delicious fucking pussy. I grab her ass and hold her tight as her fingers lace deeper into my hair.

Her moans fill the forest around us. There’s only the wind, the birds, and my Delia panting and groaning. I keep licking, sucking, before I slide two fingers deep inside of her. I fuck her with them then stand and kiss her. I make her taste her pussy on my lips and she groans into my kiss, pulling me against her tighter. I fuck her faster then drop to my knees, fingers back out, tongue sucking and licking again.

I grab her ass tight as her moans get louder. I don’t stop, don’t slow down. Her body tenses and her shoulders shake. “Oh, god, Max,” she pants. “Oh my god. I can’t believe. Oh my god. How good. Oh, fuck.” I go faster, faster, I know she’s close and I want it, I fucking need it. I want to taste her come, her delicious little cunt on my tongue.

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