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My mouth descends upon hers and she kisses me desperately, hungrily. Her lips mould to mine and she pulls me closer, her body arching off the bed to fit into the contours of mine. We kiss deeply, roughly. It's rushed, it's needy, it's so fucking sweet.

"Show me I'm yours," Cara whispers. "Make love to me, Mason."

"I don't know how," I tell her roughly.

"You do," she coos, guiding my hands to pull her dress off her body. She's naked underneath. "You do know, Mason. Just... show me. Show me how beautiful it can be."

I don't make love. I only know how to fuck. But damn it if this girl doesn't make me want to learn to be better.

I wrap an arm around her waist, pushing her up on the bed and climbing on top of her. She's moaning already, her hurt knuckles smearing red all over the pristine white sheets. Neither of us cares.

"One last thing," she reminds me.

"One last thing," I promise.

She smiles then, pretty and seductive and ready to be broken. God, I can't wait to do it. To finally have her in pieces again, at my mercy. To watch her put herself back together in my arms. To see that look of pure bliss on her pretty little face.

It's different this time. And I'll be damned if this isn't love.

She gets up on all fours and I stand in front of the bed as she crawls closer. She unzips my trousers, gets my cock out. I'll never get tired of the marvel in her eyes at its size. The way her lips wrap perfectly around the tip. The way she tries so desperately to fit my whole shaft inside her tiny mouth, choking every time.

"Make it wet," I tell her. "Really fucking wet, Cara, or it's just going to hurt even more."

She looks up at me, her eyes wide and trusting. I groan at the sight of those baby blues. So pure and so damn perfect. She swirls her tongue against the tip of my cock, sucking me deeper, working my cock so good I have to brace myself on her shoulders. The urge to fuck her face takes over, and I start thrusting into her mouth.

My hand tangles in her hair and I make her look up at me as I slide my cock between her lips.

"Good girl," I praise her softly. "Such a good girl. Open wider, baby."

She does, and I get lost in the moment, her mouth feels so good against my sensitive skin. I barely notice her choking, trying to take a deep breath and instead having her mouth filled with my cock all the way inside.

My eyes must be glazed over as hell as I finally pull out from between her lips, long strings of her spit connecting my cock to her mouth. I groan, and something primal takes over me.

I grab her waist and flip her around. Push her head down on the bed, her begging and low moans only making me want her more. She sticks her ass up in the air, wiggling that pretty bubble butt at me and begging me to fucking take it.

So I do.

I press a finger to her virgin asshole first, and she squirms under my touch. Her puckered little hole is insanely tight and it feels so dirty to be doing this, so wrong to be taking advantage of her, it almost makes me stop.

"Please, Sir," she says, her voice muffled from the way she's biting into the duvet. "Please let me show you what a good little anal slut I can be."

"Fuck." The word rolls off my lips just as my finger slips inside her. Cara mewls and grinds her hips against my hand, sweet gasps leaving her pouty mouth.

"I... Oh my god," she keeps saying over and over again, interrupted by little moans and deep breaths. Her body's arching, not sure if it wants to get away or impale itself harder on my cock.

I pull my finger out. I'm so fucking horny I can barely see five inches in front of myself. I place my wet, slippery cock on her ass and try to explain to her she needs to relax or it'll hurt like hell.

But she doesn't listen. Cara never does.

She moans and with a push of her hips, she impales her virgin asshole on my cock, cursing out loud and making me grip her ass tightly as I claim her last hole.

I've already had her mouth, I've already had her pussy. Her ass is mine now, too.

"You shouldn't have done that, Cara," I tell her roughly, but she's so far gone she can only moan, beg and moan as she keeps perfectly still, the tip of my cock inside her sweet ass. "I'm not gonna be able to stop now, sweetheart."

"Don't," she chokes out. "Don't fucking stop, please."

I groan and shift my hips a little, my cock penetrating her more and more. She's gasping, just gasping for air like she's taking her last breath. And it's too much. I can't stop, I really can't now.

I brace my hands against her ass and I push deeper inside her. All the way.

She's sobbing. Deep, heavy sobs shaking her body as she begs for more.

"Please, Sir," she whispers. "More, please. Don't stop. Don't you dare fucking stop. Deeper. I want more."

She's making me go fucking insane, but I obey, for once listening to her. I start fucking her ass and she cries out, my name always on her lips, my cock buried inside her ass.

Cara starts grinding her hips, long sensual moans escaping her hips as I fuck her slowly, sensually. I've never had sex like this before. It's always angry, fast, hard. This is completely new. And yet she still submits, her sweet body bending to my will.

She puts her hands behind her back, and I grab her wrists with one hand while the other gathers her hair and pulls on it, hard. She begs for more.

"You're gonna cum for me," I order her, the words alone sending her into a frenzy. "You're going to fucking cum with my cock inside that tight little ass, sweetheart."

"Please," she breathes. "Don't stop. Don't fucking stop."

I push deeper and shiver. She's shaking, just like me. It's almost too much. Almost there. Almost at her delicious breaking point. I keep fucking her. Rougher. Harder. Faster, like she begs me to.

I hit a spot inside her then, something that makes her go wild. She comes suddenly, with a loud fucking scream tearing through the room. She pants and bucks her hips like a wild animal. I can't even control her, and I can't control my own orgasm as it rips through my body.

I empty my balls inside her ass, with Cara grinding it all over my groin, smearing my cum everywhere. She's moaning loudly, and it makes me wish I could treasure this moment forever.

With that, I remember the cameras scattered through the room, and I grin to myself. Sweet, barely legal Cara Newton coming on Daddy's friend's cock deep inside her asshole. What a fucking sight. And now captured on film for my pleasure.

I lean over to her as my cock leaks the last drop of cum inside her tight ass.

"Thank you, sweetheart," I whisper in hear ear. "You were the perfect little slut."

She pants as I get on the bed with her, pulling her on top of me and settling her against my chest. She nuzzles closer, her fingers running through the dark hair on my chest.

My finger traces her spine, down her back and to her ass. My cum's dripping out of her tight little hole, and it bothers me. I get up from the bed.

"Don't go," Cara begs me, and I grin at her.

"Don't move."

I walk to the chest in front of her bed and dig inside it. Once I find what I'm looking for, I tell her to close her eyes, and she does as she's told like a good girl.

I walk back to her and put her on all fours again. She whimpers, needy for more. With a simple push, I plug her ass with a pretty jewel and she gasps so loudly she almost loses her voice.

"Good girl," I mutter into the shell of her ear. "I want my cum to stay in your ass all night, sweetheart. Keep you full until I want you again."

She looks up at me through hazy, adoring eyes, and I finally realize I'm fucked. This must be love.

CHAPTER ONE

CARA

"DADDY!"

I run to the staircase and glare down at my father. He glances up and his eyes light up when he sees me, but my expression is furious where his is loving. He motions to be excused from his conversation, and rushes up the stairs to talk to me.

"What is it, darling?" he asks me, and I pout, crossing my arms in front of my body. My eye

s are shooting daggers at him and I have zero patience right now. My party started thirty minutes ago, and there's a missing sequin on my dress! I can't, and won't, walk down the stairs in a ruined dress. Everyone would make fun of me.

"My dress is ruined," I announce to my father, and his expression darkens. "The beads on it... There are some missing, and it looks terrible. There's no way I can wear it."

Daddy's face lights up with a smile and he kisses my forehead gently. "I'm so sorry, Cara. It happens. But daddy thought of everything. Come with me for a second?"

I follow him doubtfully, my heels clicking on the floor. I don't care if I ruin the expensive wood. It's my eighteenth birthday, and I should be allowed to do anything I fucking want. Dad and I walk into the closet and he pulls out a huge cardboard box. I see an expensive brand name printed on the box, and my eyes light up excitedly as I pull it from my father's hands.

"What's this?" I ask him. "Another present? Oh, you spoil me, daddy."