“God almighty, best come I’ve ever had. Oh lord, it won’t stop.” He’s so rough with these final thrusts that he apologizes in between each one, his teeth razing my neck, his breath hot in my ear. “Sorry, angel baby. Can’t help this. Can’t stop.”“Don’t be sorry,” I gasp, holding on for dear life. “I want it. I need it.”“You’re not old enough to know what you need, but I’m going to show you,” he says in between harsh breaths, his lips skating over my shoulder and down, down to my breasts. In one deft movement, he shoves aside the triangles of my bikini top and wraps his tongue around a distended nipple, sucking it noisily while his right hand moves downward in between us, pushing down my bottoms with hurried shoves. “Never tasted anything as fresh in my fucking life as these titties. Shaking them all over the beach, no idea you’re driving the men wild, huh? You like making everyone’s dick hard, angel baby?”“Only yours, Daddy,” I whimper, the suction of his lips around my nipple causi
I wave to my granddaughter from the other side of the hotel bar. When she smiles and sends me a flurry of fingers in return, I’m swamped by guilt. She has no idea I just dry fucked her best friend up on the tenth floor. Hell, I could barely bring myself to wipe her come off my chin and I have the nerve to wave at Sasha? I should be locked up. Behind bars.Especially because I want to do it again.And again.The bartender slides a glass in front of me, accompanied by a bottle of scotch. I must look like I need a stiff drink—and I do. I slosh two fingers of liquor into the glass and toss it back, immediately regretting the action because it washes away some of her taste.I shove the glass aside and rake my hands down my face. Of course, Terrence’s room had to be joined with mine. The temptation is going to flat out kill me. I’ve been on this earth sixty-three years and I’ve had my fair share of women, but I’ve never, ever had one that compared to Terrence. The fragile innocence of her,
My pulse is heavy and quick in my ears.I can’t seem to stand still, crossing my ankles and uncrossing them just as quickly. Squeezing my thighs together. Laughing at a conversation between Sasha and her cousins, but barely hearing a single word that’s exchanged. This time the general isn’t wearing sunglasses, so I know he’s staring at me. I can feel the heat of his gaze meandering up the backs of my legs and lingering on my butt. I can’t seem to stop myself from cocking one hip and dropping the other, arching my back slightly so he can memorize the pathways of my body.I’m thirty yards from the man but I can still feel his expert tongue working against my sex, can still hear the way he spoke to me. With such blunt ownership. But is he actually taking it? Or is he pushing me away? The latter is what I deduced based on the way he left my room earlier. Now, though? The hungry way he’s watching me tells a very different story.“Vegas” by Doja Cat starts to play over the bar speakers.“Oo
Any warm-blooded man would say yes. They’d fumble with their zipper in their haste to fuck this gorgeous young doll. I’m not supposed to be a normal man, though. My entire life has been about war. Hard decisions. I’m stronger than this, aren’t I? I know what the repercussions will be if I “dance” with Terrence. The family, the son I want to know better, will be disgusted.Jesus, though, my throbbing prick tells me she’ll be one hundred percent worth it.Even more dangerous, my heart is pounding louder and more insistently by the second.Terrence makes me feel like I have a purpose again. Makes me feel like I was supposed to retire just so I could find this young girl and care for her, make her happy. It’s my next and most important mission. But a sixty-three-year-old man can’t be with a girl who has just reached the legal drinking age. It’s sick. It will turn my family away from me—and worse, she’ll eventually want to be with a boy who shares her interests. Who is closer to her in age
“Are you trying to distract me from my initial question?” I angle my hips and readjust her to a place where she can rub that delicious little cunt up and down every inch of me, because apparently, I’m a masochist. She makes an eager sound and begins a low, sinful grind, her feet dangling two feet from the ground. “I asked about…” I’m already laboring to breathe. I asked about you being abandoned…”“I know.” She brings her mouth close to mine, releasing a warm exhale across my lips. “I also know you’re asking because you want to explore whether or not I have daddy issues. Because of this.” She grinds faster. “Because of us.”“Yes,” I manage, my balls pulsing with the unbearable weight of semen. My God, if this is how she rides me as a virgin, I can only imagine how she’d be with a little tutelage. Perfect. That’s what she would be. “Maybe I shouldn’t admit that. Maybe I shouldn’t be asking.”She halts my words by laying her tongue against my mouth. Just laying it there and holding me i
I wake up groggy and confused about how I made it to my room last night. It takes me a few seconds to remember the feeling of security, muscular arms around me, the ocean breeze blowing my hair around, gruff reassurances. And when I swallow and realize my throat is sore from Benny’s use of my mouth, my gaze shoots to the adjoining door, my fingers curling into the sheets, pulse starting to flutter wildly. Benny.There is an absence of tension in my body that has left me light in some ways, heavy in others. Heavy, because Benny obviously doesn’t see us having a viable relationship. I’m probably just a kid to him with unrealistic feelings. Light, because…What Benny gave me last night?I’ve been empty without it. Ownership. An authority figure.I arch my back on the mattress and allow my fingertips to skim down my bare stomach, into my panties and over my mound, two fingers parting the lips of my sex and experiencing myself grow wet. Rubbing my clit until I’m gasping. I’m still wrapped
After breakfast, everyone more or less migrates onto the beach for the day. The radio starts pumping terrible music, cans of beer are already cracking open. I talk to some of my more distant relatives, trying to reestablish myself as a member of the family, but for the fucking life of me, I can’t take my eyes off Terrence.She hasn’t looked at me once since our encounter at breakfast. It’s like she’s washed her hands of me. Moved on. That’s what I asked her to do, isn’t it? I didn’t realize the outcome would cause me actual, physical pain. All my life, I’ve stayed away from serious relationships with women, afraid they would get too clingy and expect too much time that I’d already devoted to work.But Terrence? God help me, I want her to be standing beside me right now, cuddled up into my side. Never leaving me. I want to hold her hand at all times. Want the freedom to drag her off back to my room for a nasty afternoon bang that leaves her passed out in my arms.I want to be her man.
I watch Benny’s thick, tattooed arms and back streak through the water, his lead over the three younger men almost embarrassing. If I were them, I would go straight past the buoy and keep swimming. They’ve barely left shore and he’s already touched it, begun his return to the beach. And the closer he gets to me, the more intensely my womb begins to tingle and throb. I’m breathing hard, my fingers itching to play with my nipples. I’m going to burst into flames right here on this Hamptons beach, aren’t I?“Oh yeah, I’m definitely setting up Granddad Benny with Mrs. Linden,” Sasha says beside me with a laugh. “That should earn me an easy A.”Jealousy pours into me like fire.I’ve never been angry with Sasha. Not once during our entire friendship. But right now, I would like to pull her hair as hard as I can. “Are you sure she’s his t-type?”“I mean…yeah. Look at him kicking the asses of three younger men. He’s honorable. Successful. Good looking. What’s not to like?”I desperately search
Two years later…“Which pajamas do you want?” I hold up the polka dots and the Star Wars and my daughter Violet giggles as she grabs for Darth Vader. “That’s my girl.” I smile as I brush through her wet curls and get her ready for bed.“Sam wasn’t coming out until he was a whole prune,” our nanny Theresa jokes, and Sam giggles in her arms.When Eris and I had the twins, we were more than overwhelmed. And while the family was always here to help at a moment's notice, we’ve all got little ones at the same time so it’s not exactly easy for any of us. Living together in our own little compound has been a blessing, but having Theresa live with us has made all the difference.Eris and I don’t have parents or grandparents to show us what to do or to step in, so after we brought the twins home from the hospital we were lost. One day we were in the grocery store together staring at the formula while the twins were screaming, and Theresa walked by. She didn’t say anything to us, but as soon as
“You look so beautiful!” Rosy squeals.She’s had the time of her life planning this wedding. It’s not a big wedding, but that didn't stop her from managing everything down to the smallest detail. I actually had fun doing it with her, which was more than I expected. I guess being in love has changed my perspective.“The dress is beautiful.”“It is, but you’re the one making it breathtaking. Where did you get your ass?” she gushes as I look over my shoulder.“One of the good things my birth parents gave me, I guess.” I shrug.“And your hips! You really fill out that dress, and Justin is going to be all over you.”I let out a laugh. “He’s always all over me.”“True.”She’s right though. I do look damn good in this dress, and I have no doubt Justin is going to end up ripping it off of me. My soon-to-be husband is more than a little possessive, yet somehow he manages to keep it under control at work. It’s one of the many things I love about him because he has no problem with me technically
I take her off my lap and place her on the bed beside me as I stand up. We’re both still completely naked, and although I came, I’m still just as hard as when I first walked in here.“Justin?” Her voice is soft as I walk to the bedroom door, determination straightening my back.“Stay,” I say to her over my shoulder as I go into the living room and get what I need. When I come back, she’s still sitting in the same spot, but she’s worrying her bottom lip, and she looks like she’s on the verge of tears.“I know this is shocking, but it’s not like we planned it,” she says, her voice close to breaking.I walk over to the side of the bed and kneel down next to it as I place the small velvet box between us. “I know that you may not be ready for this, but I came here today to put this on your finger.”“Oh my god,” she whispers as she brings her hands up to her mouth.“You’re going to marry me, Eris.” Her eyes sharpen, and she doesn’t like me ordering her, but I don’t care. “You are mine.” I p
My mind is trying to play catch up with everything he said. I don’t know if I want to throw myself at him or tell him I need time to digest this. I am still reeling with the fact that I’m pregnant, but at least I know he’s not here because of that. He really does want me, and if anyone can understand making sacrifices and tough choices for the people they love, it’s me. But words of love haven’t come out of his mouth even though his actions show it. Right now I need him, and I can’t deny that there’s more still between us.“Hard.” The one word slips past my lips, and that’s all it takes before Justin is on me.He lifts me off my feet, and his mouth crashes down on mine. I close my eyes and soak up the feeling of him pressed against me. It’s been too long, and all my emotions come crashing down at once. My heart pounds as we cling to each other, and I think maybe part of me thought I’d never kiss him again.“Kiss me back, princess.”I dig my fingers into his shoulders and open my mouth
Over the past couple of years, my business has taken me all over the globe and away from some of my favorite parts about my work. Being in the lab and working with my hands to figure out problems, streamline production, and see the success being built in front of me gives me an internal reward that being in a boardroom never did.So I should be happy that the past month I’ve thrown myself into the work, but instead I’ve been fucking miserable.As soon as Eris left me standing in her hotel room, I saw every mistake I’d made up to that point. When I went after her, it was too late. She’d left everything behind and chartered a plane off the island before even Mary knew about it.It took hours for me to get another one to follow after her, but as soon as my feet hit the ground, she was already in the air again. I didn’t know where she'd gone, and it was like she fell off the face of the earth.Topher wouldn’t give me anything, but he also didn’t fire me or tell me to fuck off. Instead, he
A month. That’s how long it’s been since I’ve set eyes on Justin. I thought the pain would get easier over time, but it hasn't, and I think it’s getting worse. I still wake in the night reaching for him, and when I do sleep, I dream about the life I thought we might have together.He used me.In all the struggles I’ve had in my life, I don’t recall that being one I had to suffer. Until him. I’d opened my heart and everything to him, and I’d never done that with anyone before. He ruined what could have been between us, and I haven't even begun to pick up the pieces yet. I’m not sure I can because he took some of me with him, and I’ll never get it back.“What are you doing?” Topher asks, jerking me out of my thoughts. I’m standing in front of his door about to knock, or at least the plan had been to knock. I knew if I didn't come to him he’d be tracking me down to my place the second he knew I was back in town.“I’m sorry.” My nose burns and tears begin to build.“Don’t fucking apologiz
The last of the storm finally passed, and it’s been two days of pure paradise. Not only did this time on the island bring forth some great ideas on how the departments can operate more efficiently, but I’ve spent every moment I could with Eris, buried inside of her.I’ve fucked her in every available storage closet in this hotel and even once on a table in the ballroom. I’ve never had this much sex before and never with the same person, and god, this is so different. It’s more than just the act of getting off, there’s a connection that’s bonding us every time we’re together. It’s dirty and hot, but it’s also so much deeper. If I really look closely at what I’m feeling, I’m afraid it will scare her off. How can someone fall in love after only a few days?The storm gave us an excuse to sneak away and be alone, but as the sun came out, I realized I didn’t want to hide any part of how I feel about Eris.Understandably she didn’t want to flaunt it at a work retreat, and I respected that. B
“Justin!” I gasp his name as he enters me, and I close my eyes.His words should scare me, and I should be pushing him away, but all I do is hold him closer. My arms and legs wrap around him instinctively, and I never want him to leave. I’ve never really thought about having a baby because I didn’t think it was something I’d have the chance to do. But from what he’s saying, he’s making it clear how far he wants to take us. This isn't some fling.“Fuck, you feel too good.” He lets out a loud groan as he steels himself.His cock is buried deep inside of me, and I’m thankful for the cover of darkness. The tears in my eyes aren't because of how far he has me stretched or the burn I feel, but because I’ve never felt so close to another person before.Justin is a big man, and he’s even bigger between his legs. But in this moment, I feel connected to him with more than just our bodies. This is different, and he makes me experience emotions I’ve never felt before. It is overwhelming, but god,
With one aggressive tug, her shorts are off, and her panties are in shreds nearby. I don’t give her time to catch her breath as I pin her to the wall and throw her legs over my shoulders. Her hands grip my hair, and she cries out as I bury my face in the soft curve of her thighs and pussy. She smells like coconut oil and tastes like sunshine. I moan as my tongue divides her lips and wiggles across her clit. My hands dig into her ass and squeeze the thick flesh as I pull her closer to my face.“Justin, oh shit, I can’t, oh shit, oh shit.”In answer, I growl and suck so the sensation is more intense. She responds by opening her legs and rocking her hips closer to my face. I’m smothered in her juices, and I decide I don’t want air in my lungs ever again because I want to die with my face buried in her cunt.Her legs shake and just when she’s begging me to keep going, I slip a thumb in her pussy. She cries out and that’s when I taste her sweet release laced with her own secret sunshine.W