Daddy in Waiting - The Forbidden Fun

But then he pulls away, those brown eyes bright.

“What do you want, Pepper?”

I look at him in a daze, every cell on alert.

“Wh-what?” I stammer. His eyes flash again.

“Tell me what you want, Pepper. I need to hear it.”

I feel the tip of his hardness poke me against my inner thigh, and he drags his teeth down my throat.

I take in a breath of air, almost delirious with pleasure.

“Oh Rob,” I sigh. “I want you to fuck me in your bed.”

He stops leaving hickeys against my skin to look up at me. God, he’s gorgeous and I feel like I’m about to faint.

“Are you sure, Pepper?” he asks. “I’m far older than you. You used to play dolls with my daughter, and shit, I still remember the time –”

But I don’t care. I grind against him, and his eyes drift closed as he shivers. I don’t care if he’s my best friend’s father. I don’t care if he’s twenty years older than me because he’s got the body of a Greek god. I want him, and I want him now. Before he can say anything else, I slip out from under him and peel off my blouse before looking at him saucily over one shoulder. Then, I sashay over to the staircase, wiggling my hips all the while. For Rob, I can be a vixen.

“See something you like, big boy?” I coo.

He stares hungrily as I wriggle out of my jeans, now wearing nothing but my black bra and panties. The man drinks me in, and I revel in his gaze. I’ve never felt so beautiful or so wanted before. But then he decides. Getting up, the man stands, and unbuttons the rest of his uniform. He tosses the shirt down carelessly, and then removes his undershirt, revealing that broad, bronzed chest.

“You sure you want me inside you, baby girl?” Rob asks, voice low and husky. “You think you can handle it?”

I moan at both the sight of him and the way that his dirty words call to mind my best fantasies. He’s just as ripped as any member of the football team; in fact, even more so than those wimpy teen boys. My hand slips into my bra and cups my breast, lifting it from the lace so that he can see the plush cream.

“Oh god, I’m getting so wet for you, Rob.”

He bares his teeth at that. “Then come here,” he growls.

I gasp when he takes a step toward me, and squealing, I run up the steps. I hear him bounding after me as I make my way down the hall to his room. I love this. I love feeling like a little rabbit being chased by the big bad wolf. I can’t wait until he catches me, holds me down, and pushes that thick rod into me.

Inside his room, the bed is perfectly made and I skid to a halt beside the wooden footboard. Teasingly, I run a finger along the smooth wood edge as Rob enters the room. He’s massive, making the room feel small and I shiver hotly. Then, he closes the door behind him and locks it. I jump a bit, but he growls.

“Don’t,” he says. “You had me chase that ass all the way here, and now I want to enjoy it.”

I stay still even though my hand itches with the urge to touch myself. The alpha male approaches with slow, sure strides, and before long, I feel the heat of his body against my back. He lifts my hair over my shoulder, and then his breath is hot against the back of my neck. He kisses me across my shoulder, his fingers caressing over my sides and hips. God, this man is so gentle and gets me so hot with just the lightest touch.

But then Rob delivers a hearty smack to my rump, and I yelp with surprise. Groaning with laughter, he pushes me down on the bed, my ass in the sky.

“That’s right,” he says. “Just like that.” He spanks me again. “I hope you like it rough, baby girl.”

I gape a bit, unsure what to say. Does he mean rough, rough? I’m not sure if I’m ready for that, but I guess I’m about to find out. Chuckling deep in his throat again, Rob unfastens his pants and then presses up against my ass, his fully-erect cock sitting on top of my bottom. God. He really is huge.

He takes a handful of my hair and thrusts against me. “Damn right I am.”

I didn’t even know I’d said that out loud.

Then, he tears the lace of my panties off in a single rip before throwing them to the floor. “Spread your legs,” he growls.

The command makes me gasp, but I immediately do as he says, and I’m surprised to feel him reach around me to caress my sopping slit. I gasp and moan as he finds and circles that sensitive bud.