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GwynethMy spine tingles and jumps and I nearly reel from the shock of hearing his voice.Not only do I plaster myself against the wall, but my whole body also hums to life. From my stuttering intakes of air to the curling of my toes in my white sneakers and all the way to my heaving chest. My nipples tighten and so does my pussy.It’s just a voice, damn it, a voice among billions of others; however, it’s not merely any voice. It’shisvoice. The man I’m not supposed to be crushing on, because it’s a form of dependency.It’s not healthy.And Dad will kill him when he finds out about this.But all those thoughts blur in the background, all those don’t matter, because what I’m feeling is healthy in my mind, and Dad isn’t here. He still doesn’t want to wake up, so I’ll think about everything else when he does.Right now, there’s only Nate’s voice and me, his stern voice that I can recognize the anger in. There’s a slight vibration in it, so even though it sounds calm, I know he isn’t. Oh,
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And the air hitting them has nothing to do with it.He grabs them in his large hands, in those strong, veiny hands, and squeezes the tips together with so much force that it makes me whimper.“Did he touch these tits? Did he cop a feel, Gwyneth?”“No…he didn’t.”“Did he try? Did you let him?”“No…” I can’t stop whimpering and moaning at the same time because he’s mashing my breasts together, squeezing my nipples, and making them more tight and sensitive than I’ve ever experienced before.Zaps of pleasure flood through me and cause arousal to pool in my panties, and I know he’ll feel it, too. He’s about to find out how much he affects me when he releases my throat and unzips my skirt, letting it fall around my ankles.He cups me over my panties, digging his long fingers into my needy core with a raging possessiveness that makes me go up on my tiptoes.“How about here?”I’m struggling for a sliver of oxygen because I can’t speak. I can’t even think. His intensity is too raw and thick, w
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slick opening. “You’re shaking like a leaf after a mere clit orgasm and you think you can take my dick up this tight cunt?”“I…can try.”“What if you can’t take it? What if you start crying because it hurts?”“It’s okay.” My lips are trembling and my throat is so dry, it’s uncomfortable to swallow. “Because you’ll make it feel good afterward. You’ll make me smile after I cry.”“You’re so sure that I will, huh?”“Yeah.”“But you said you’d be my toy, and toys break.”“Not me.”A strange look passes over his features as he releases my hip and unbuckles his pants. I can’t help the small gasp that slips out of me.He’shuge.I’ve felt his erection against my stomach, my ass, my pussy—everywhere—and I predicted he was probably big, but nothing could have prepared me for the sight in front of me.His cock is not only long and thick, but it’s also veiny and hard, so hard that my mouth waters and my pussy clenches around his fingers.There’s a drop of a transparent liquid rolling down the side
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Every inch of his huge cock is in me at once and it’s deep. So fucking deep that I whimper and gasp, and my insides feel like they’re tearing apart.Because I think they are.Holy shit. The sting hurts so good. It hurts better than I imagined. All the stories I’ve heard about this moment are nonsensical. They said it would hurt like you want to die or cry, and I do want to cry, but for an entirely different reason than pain.Like how ethereal it feels, how full, how deep and right.Nate doesn’t seem to share my thoughts, because he freezes, like completely, even though he’s breathing harshly and heavily. And his eyes, the color of darkness, widen a little as they stares into mine.“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” His curses start low, then grow in volume. “You’re a virgin?”“I don’t think I am anymore.”“Why the fuck didn’t you tell me, Gwyneth?”“I didn’t believe it mattered.”“Of course, it fucking matters. I wouldn’t have fucked you against the wall for your first time. I would’ve been gentle.”
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NathanielGwyneth is fast asleep.I can’t stop staring at her. At the delicate lines of her face, at the slight flutter of her long, thick lashes over her cheeks. At how her fiery hair frames her face.But most of all, I can’t stop staring at the blood.Her virginal blood, because she hasn’t had sex before. She hasn’t let a dick inside her, and I acted like an animal and took her against the wall.If I had an ounce of control, even a sliver, I would’ve stopped and carried her to a bed. I would’ve put on a fucking condom like I usually do. But all those thoughts didn’t exist when she had her legs around me, rocking against me as if she’d waited for that moment as long as I have.There was no thinking, period.I should’ve known better. Ireallyshould’ve known fucking better.I leave her on her princess bed, with muslin curtains and fluffy pillows, and head to her bathroom to wash my dick.It’s covered with remnants of my cum and her blood. And I can’t stop staring at it. At the evidence
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* * *I wake up in pain.My dick. It’s so fucking hard, it hurts.I groan deep in my throat and open my eyes. Usually, I sleep in nothing because any friction from clothes causes this fucking discomfort.I’m about to reach down and adjust it when my gaze lands on that colorful chameleon one. It’s so bright and shiny, like the green has slaughtered all the other colors.“You slept here,” she blurts as if she’s been waiting for me to wake up so she can say the words.Fuck. I did sleep here, and it’s early morning already. I don’t usually sleep that easily. I don’t sleep at all unless I exhaust my body in the gym first.But I did. Last night. Even with my clothes on.“I didn’t have a choice. You held my hand hostage.” I tip my chin at my palm that’s still under her cheek and how she’s gripping my wrist.“I don’t care. It still counts.” She inches closer and I grunt when her thigh touches my raging erection.At that, she stares down, her eyes widening. “It looks painful.”“Whose fault is
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The girl who’s currently writhing against me, her naked tits glued to my chest as she kisses me back and lets me drink myself from her.She lets me drink what I did to her.And I kiss her harder, faster, long after my taste is gone, and it’s all her now. Fucking vanilla and ice cream and cupcakes.I pull away when she’s wheezing, her neck red and her pulse thundering. Fuck. I was so engrossed in the act that I forgot to let us breathe.She stares at me, her lips swollen and parted and so damn tempting. “You kissed me back.”“Huh?”“I thought you never would. Kiss me, I mean.”“That wasn’t kissing. That was snowballing.”“I love that. Snowballing. Let’s do it more.”“You’re not vanilla, after all.”“Not with sex, I guess.”“How do you know that?”“I want all the things.”“All the things?”“Yeah, everything.”I’m going to fuck her again. I can feel it. And I will.But I need to feed her first.I begrudgingly get up and tuck myself in. “Take a shower and meet me downstairs.”“Can’t we st
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GwynethI never thought much about the meeting the parents part, because Nate and I aren’t like that.This whole thing is for convenience. There shouldn’t be feelings he has to be aware of and I’m only using him for sex.The asshole.The fucking asshole.I hate him so much sometimes, and okay, calling him Uncle Nate was probably not the best way to get revenge, but he hurt me. He cut me in half after giving me the best night and morning of my life. He turned me into a woman, took care of me, and slept beside me. And he didn’t leave like he usually does.He stayed.Not to mention, he was nice and playful and took me to heights I didn’t realize were possible. Then he crashed it all to the ground.And I had to hurt him back. That’s what Dad told me; if someone punches, you don’t stand there and take it. You punch back, the hardest you can, with all your might and with twice the aggression.So I did that and said I used him, and then I called him Uncle Nate because I know he hates it. He
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In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 47
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AIDENIwatched Layla get ready, even though she kept making faces at me in the mirror and telling me to go watch TV or something. I couldn’t help it. She was always beautiful, but as she did her hair and makeup and slid into the dress that fit her like a second skin, she transformed into something ethereally sexy.“Ethereally sexy,” she repeated with a laugh when I told her so. “I don’t think those two words were meant to go together.”“Lots of things aren’tsupposedto go together.” I wrapped my arms around her. “But sometimes they work anyway, right?”Her smile softened. “Right.”I wanted to tell her then that I’d heard everything she said earlier–about coming back at Christmas, about telling her family. I hadn’t said anything because the prospect of telling Jack twisted my guts out of shape, but we were on the same page. More and more, being unable to tell the world that I was in love with Layla Davis felt worse than what I imagined Jack’s reaction would be.“I love you,” I murmured
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LAYLAI woke up in the night, the nausea working its way up from my toes to my throat. Not wanting to wake Aiden, I transferred my weight from the mattress to the floor in painfully slow increments, then tiptoed to the bathroom. The cool marble tiles felt delicious as I sank down onto them, like they were pulling whatever this was out of my body through my pores. And then the nausea regrouped and surged its way up from my abdomen to my throat.Half an hour later, when it had finally subsided, I splashed water on my face and made my way back to bed. I could tell by Aiden’s deep, even breathing that he hadn’t been disturbed by my exit from our bed. I was glad, but I was also disappointed. My heart was beating triple time, and I wanted to slide up against him and feel his strong arm curl around me.Are you sure he’s as serious as you are?I squeezed my eyes shut tightly and willed Liv to get out of my head. In just a few hours, it would be morning, and I had the perfect day planned for u
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AIDENThe hotel room was probably nice. I’m not sure. I barely glanced at it as the porter who had carried our bags up tried to give us the ten-cent tour.“The coffee machine is over here,” he said, and seemed to be about to demonstrate how it worked.“Got it.” I pressed a twenty-dollar bill in his hand. Not so much a tip as a firm suggestion to leave. He took me up on it.“What if I wanted to know how the coffee machine worked?” Layla teased, tilting her head and putting a finger to her mouth.“If you want coffee, I’ll figure it out.” I walked toward her.Her smile widened behind her finger. “I don’t want coffee.”Normally, I liked to take my time with Layla, but over four hours in the car, so close but unable to really touch her, made me impatient. I walked her backward until she came up against the dressing table, then lowered my mouth to hers. As always, our connection ignited like wildfire, a fusion of emotions and desire that had been building for weeks. Our lips met, and time s
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AIDENI had to tell Jack. I could tell the secrecy was beginning to gnaw at Layla. She was right–there was a point when it had been fun. Clandestine. Now I just wanted to be able to take her out to dinner on our side of town without fear of who we might run into. I wanted to think about our future together without the threat of Jack’s reaction overshadowing it.The problem was, I didn’t know how. The other problem was, the person I normally would have asked for advice was Jack himself. Maureen was my back up, but I couldn’t go to her either. So that was why I found myself telling Carl, my mentee, about it.I don’t know how it came up. It sure as hell wasn’t like he asked,hey man, how’s your love life?Strangely, Carl listened. When I was done, he said, “That’s a real fucking pickle, rich man. What are you going to do about it?” His voice was its usual mixture of disdain and sarcasm, but I sensed that he was genuinely interested.“Hell if I know,” I muttered. I was already regretting t
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“I bet she would have planned great vacations for you,” I said quietly. I set down my glass of wine and reached over to squeeze his hand. He didn’t let mine go though, when I went to pull back. Instead, he rose in his seat and tugged me up, too. We kissed across the small bistro table. A warm, heady kiss that was sweeter than the dessert.After we sat back down, I rearranged my napkin in my lap and said in my own carefully casual way, “Maybe one day I can plan a vacation for all three of us.”Aiden shot me a grin. He looked almost normal again, though the fire was still simmering in his eyes. “Maybe,” he agreed. “I guess you two should meet before we fly off to the Bahamas together.”“It’s only fair,” I agreed. “I mean, you do knowmyparents.” I held my breath until Aiden laughed. We were getting better, but the subject of my parentage was still loaded. “I do want you to meet my mom,” he said, sliding his credit card into the bill holder and pushing the last of the dessert closer to me
