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Her Dad’s Best Friend novel Chapter 25

“Are you sure?”

“I need it!” I scream.

Then his cock is sliding into me. I’m already wet, but this angle pushes him deeper, which I didn’t think was possible. He’s stretching me to the edge of pain, but I wouldn’t stop him for the world. Everything is burning, fiery, blissful. My mind is full of white fire.

Then he’s moving, rocking forward and back, making stars appear. His hand is in my hair, and it hurts a little bit as he grips it hard.

I feel a little spurt of fire that tells me that his pre-come has already shot out.

“Give it to me,” I demand.

A spank lands on my right ass cheek.

“I can feel it.” He spanks me again. “I’ll give you as much or as little as I want.”

I drop my head down as he loosens his grip on my hair. His hands are on my shoulders now. He’s slamming me backwards every time that he rocks forward. I’m helpless here on this bed, totally at his mercy. He’s thrusting into me almost hard enough to hurt.

Then I feel fire unleashed inside of my body. The feeling of his hot seed inside of my body and the thought of him getting pregnant make me orgasm again, my muscles pulsing around his cock.

He holds me right there as he empties himself inside of me.

“Stay there.” He withdraws from me. I feel him leaking out of me, dripping down my thigh. I can hear him going into my bathroom to get a towel to wipe me up.

I’m exhausted. He comes back and tucks the towel between my legs before pulling me into his arms and putting me in the shower.

He turns on the warm spray. He soaps up his hand and cleans me between my thighs, his eyes on mine.

At first, it’s functional. But it turns dirty when he very thoroughly cleans my clit. He pays so much attention to it that I come again in the shower, trapped by his body against the tile.

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