Noah:::I was right.My little princess tastes like peaches and cream, and I can't get enough of her.I deepen the kiss, pressing her even closer to me. I have to make a conscious effort to relax my hold on her so I don't squeeze the breath from her, but fuck, it's like I can't get close enough.My tongue seeks hers out, mating with it, and when she moves hers against mine softly, her inexperience clear, it makes my blood rush in my veins. Knowing she's never had a man in her bed before, that I'm going to be her first, has a steady stream of precum leaking from my swollen tip.The thoughts I'm having about her are so filthy that it's all I can do to keep from nutting in my boxers and ruining this before it's ever even begun.“Cynthia,” I groan her name against her lips. “If you had any idea the nasty, filthy things I want to do to you, you’d kick me out of your bed right, now sweetheart.”I feel a tremor go through her body before she presses herself more firmly against me. “Or maybe I
“It's so big,” she whispers. There's both wonder and a hint of fear in her voice.“I know, baby,” I tell her as I kiss her throat tenderly. “It's big and nasty, but it’s full of cum just for you.”“I want it.” Her breathy whisper is so hot it sends a rope of sticky seed shooting from my tip.She gasps as it lands on the inside of her thigh, and I groan. I can't take it anymore. “Got to get inside my princess’ little pussy,” I tell her desperately as I line myself up with her hole and start pushing slowly in.She's so motherfucking tight I grit my teeth as I continue to force my invasion.She whimpers as my fingers grip her hips tightly, my arms shaking with the effort it takes me to keep from shoving inside her all at once.“You need to be a good girl and let Daddy in, okay? I know it's big and dirty, but you can take it, sweet girl. I know you can. You're doing so good.”I drop a kiss on her nose, and she glows under my praise. Her soft folds slicken to lubricate my way, and I fall i
I see the women in my class casting curious glances his way, but thankfully, nobody is rude enough to ask me about him.It's not that I'm ashamed of Noah. On the contrary, I'm glad they don't ask me about him because I'd be tempted to tell them that he's my boyfriend instead of my stepbrother, and I mean, I don't know how he would feel about that. Does he want us to keep whatever's going on between us on the down-low?The way his eyes light on me with such tenderness makes me dare to hope that he feels the same way I do, but I'm just not sure. I don't want to push too early and freak him out.I've never had a boyfriend before, but I've heard about those needy girlfriends who push their guys away, and I certainly don't want to be like that. I can't bear to lose Noah. Not now. He makes me feel more complete than I've ever felt in my entire life, like he's the missing piece of myself that was always out there, just waiting to be found. We click, and it's so easy to talk to him.Even when
“What the hell is this?”Noah passes a hand over his face before he murmurs, “Fuck.”My heart shatters.☆☆☆☆Noah:::My stomach fallsto my feet. I feel like I'm going to be sick. This was the best day of my entire life, and now it's ruined because somehow Cynthia has found out my crime.The look of betrayal on her face is enough to break my heart. I got overconfident. I see my cell phone still clutched in her hand, and I curse myself for not keeping better track of it.My girl is smart. She no doubt saw the pictures of her on it and put two and two together. She figured out that those photos weren't taken last night. They were taken the night before from the camera I had set up.“How long have you been spying on me?”I don't answer.She flings the camera across the room at me. It bounces off my chest, but I don't even feel it. It's tiny, but it doesn't matter. If it had been the size of a TV, I still don't think I have felt anything right now other than sheer panic at the thought of l
She might be angry with me, but she can't stop this current that's rippling between us either. She melts underneath me before she kisses me back just as fiercely, shoving her little tongue into my mouth.We groan into each other's mouths as we tug and pull at one another's clothing in a frenzy.She doesn't even have my pants all the way down before I'm inside her with one hard thrust.I groan when I feel myself slide home inside her and fist a hand in her hair. “Look at me,” I snarl. “Let me so those pretty green eyes.”I tilt her head back until she's looking up at me with angry, lust-filled eyes.“You feel this? This is where you belong. Right here on your daddy's dick. I’m not going anywhere, Cynthia. You’re not going anywhere. Do you hear me?”She whimpers, and I lick the column of her throat as I punch up into her savagely.“This is what you do to your daddy,” I growl, half-crazed with lust and desperation. I can’t think straight. All I can focus on is claiming Cynthia again and
She beams at me, and that sexy, innocent smile of hers is everything.I can't wait to get out of here and give her the best wedding night she could have ever imagined. I can't wait to see her face when she finds out where I'm taking her.When I saw all the romance novels she likes to read and found out what a romantic she is at heart, I knew that taking her to Paris, the city of love, was the only option for our honeymoon.Neither of us speaks a lick of French, but we'll make it. Together.I know Charlie is taking Sharon to London, and I'm pretty sure Luke is taking Lucy to Hawaii, so we’ve got to wrap this thing up soon if we're all going to make our respective flights. Of course, Karen and our dad are both in on our honeymoon plans, so they do a great job of moving the reception along and thinning out the guests by the time we need to leave to catch our flights.Karen gives us both a hug. “Have a great time on your honeymoon.”Cynthia smiles and gives me a questioning look. “I'm sur
Danica was only 35, and her teenage daughter had just turned 18. She often felt that she missed out on many experiences because she got married so young and vowed to make sure her daughter was privileged. It had turned into an obsession with Danica to do whatever it took to guarantee Julie was successful. She tried to be the best mother and supported her daughter 100 percent at everything Julie did.All her life Dani seemed to get whatever she wanted. A lot of it was due to the fact she was a very beautiful woman with an outstanding body. Although women were often jealous of her, men always tried to impress her, which was probably due to her sexy appearance. One could say Dani was used to getting her own way and being in control. That was until she met Ken who proved to be the most devious man she had ever encountered.Ken was without a doubt a bastard. He overcame any physical or athletic deficiencies with sheer determination and willpower. The main reason he was director of Phys-Ed
"Please show up on time and be ready," Sarah said. "This is your last chance to impress the coach. As coach, I'll make my suggestions on who should make the team to the athlete director. Mr. Kristy will then select the two girls who will make the squad. He uses my suggestions, plus he takes into consideration your grades and other criteria that the school uses to rate athletes."The rookies were very nervous, as they looked around to see the man who held their fate in his hands. Ken never missed a tryout session and that day was no different. He stood in his customary position at the end of bleachers and the clipboard in his hands made him look very official and studious.Ken smiled at the new girls knowing there would be one or two girls willing to do just about anything to make him happy. His eye caught Sarah's, as she glared at him, and he gave her a knowing grin. Ken thought back six years. He fondly remembered the sexy lesbian who wanted to be on the cheerleading team more than a