My thighs started to shake, but I didn’t care.
I was riding him.
Actually riding him.
Dominic Thornvale.
My best friend’s dad.
The man I’d been crushing on in secret since the first time he yelled at me for sneaking into his wine cellar.
And now his c**k was splitting me open like I was a toy he didn’t plan to return.
“Good girl,” he grunted, his voice so deep it made my cunt clench again.
“Look at you. You like riding Daddy’s c**k, don’t you?”
I whimpered.
I couldn’t even pretend to be good anymore.
“Yes,”
I breathed.
“Yes, yes, yes, I love it..I love your cock..it feels so f*****g good I can’t think-“
He sat up so fast I gasped.
One of his hands slammed into my lower back.
The other fisted my hair.
And his mouth crashed into mine like he wanted to f**k my throat with his tongue.
I moaned into it.
I kissed him like I was starving.
Like I was his.
Like I belonged to him now and nothing else mattered.
Then he pulled back.
Grabbed my jaw.
Looked me dead in the eye.
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“You’re mine now,” he said.
“No more games. No more teasing. I don’t care if your little friends find out. I don’t care if the whole f*****g world finds out. I’m going to f**k you in every room of this house and make sure you leak for days. You understand me?”
I moaned so loud I almost cried.
My cunt clenched so hard I saw stars.
“Yes, Daddy,”
I whispered.
“Yes, please-I want it-I want all of it-I want you to ruin me…”
And then I started to ride him again.
Faster this time.
Harder.
The sound of skin slapping filled the room.
My wetness was everywhere.
His c**k was sliding in and out of me like it belonged there.
And I couldn’t stop moaning.
I couldn’t stop saying his name.
Damon. Damon. Damon.
My legs were shaking.
My body was tingling.
I felt like I was going to break apart.
Then he reached between us.
Pressed his thumb to my clit.
“OH…FUCK-!”
I almost blacked out.
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I swear I almost f*****g died.
It was too much.
Too good.
Too dirty.
Too f*****g real.
I grabbed his shoulders.
Dug my nails in.
Bounced harder.
Faster.
His name was a prayer on my tongue.
My orgasm was a grenade in my belly.
And I was ready to explode.
“Come on, kitten,” he whispered.
“Come on Daddy’s c**k. I want to feel you soak me. I want to hear you scream.”
“I’m gonna..fuck-I’m gonna-!”
And then it hit me.
Like a f*****g earthquake.
I screamed.
I came.
Soaked him.
Shook like I was possessed.
My whole body went limp but still grinding because I couldn’t stop.
Couldn’t stop riding him.
Couldn’t stop crying.
Couldn’t stop moaning, “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy-” like it was the only word I knew.
He grabbed my ass.
Held me down.
And started thrusting up into me.
Deep.
Hard.
Unforgiving.
“You want more?” he growled.
“You want Daddy to fill this tight little p***y, don’t you?”
“Yes!”
My throat was raw.
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