Ripe.
Her natural slick curled through the air like smoke and sin, thick with arousal, completely unaware of how f*****g dangerous it was for me to smell her like that this early.
My c**k pressed so hard against my pants I thought the fabric might rip. It was long. Heavy. Angry. Precum leaking from the tip like spit, soaking into my waistband in hot, sticky patches.
She made a soft sound.
A sigh.
Her body shifted.
The shirt lifted higher.
And that was when I saw it.
A single drop of slick running down her inner thigh,
Slow.
Shiny.
It glided down the smooth skin like a whisper, catching the light before slipping over her knee and falling to the floor.
And she didn’t even know.
Didn’t f*****g know I was behind her.
Watching.
Breathing like a goddamn monster.
Fighting every part of me that screamed to move.
To grab her.
To shove her face-first into the counter, yank that shirt over her head, and ram my c**k into her virgin cunt until she bled.
Her arms stretched higher.
She whimpered softly when she couldn’t reach.
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Glistening wet.
Like she was already soaked.
Already aching.
Already dripping just from being in my house.
I could see the tight slit, barely wide enough for a finger, pulsing slightly with every breath she took. Her thighs were slick. The soft crease where her cheeks met her thighs shimmered like honey.
Her scent hit me next.
Hot.
Fresh.
Ripe.
Her natural slick curled through the air like smoke and sin, thick with arousal, completely unaware of how ******g dangerous it was for me to smell her like that this early.
My c**k pressed so hard against my pants I thought the fabric might rip. It was long. Heavy Angry. Precum leaking from the tip like spit, soaking into my waistband in hot, sticky patches.
She made a soft sound.
A sigh.
Her body shifted.
The shirt lifted higher.
And that was when I saw it.
A single drop of slick running down her inner thigh.
Slow.
Shiny.
It glided down the smooth skin like a whisper, catching the light before slipping over her knee and falling to the floor.
And she didn’t even know.
Didn’t f*****g know I was behind her.
Watching.
Breathing like a goddamn monster.
Fighting every part of me that screamed to move.
To grab her.
To shove her face-first into the counter, yank that shirt over her head, and ram my c**k in until she bled.
Her arms stretched higher.
She whimpered softly when she couldn’t reach. er virgin cunt
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And her ass wiggled.
That perfect little bounce nearly killed me.
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Her thighs spread just enough to give me a full view of her p***y lips. tight, blushed, wet..and f**k, the small pucker of her hole clenched like it felt me staring.
I took a step forward.
One step.
I licked my lips.
I reached for her.
“Good morning, Dad.”
My body went cold.
Still.
Dead.
I turned my head slowly, blood still roaring in my ears, c**k still hard enough to cut granite.
She was on the stairs. My daughter. Rubbing her eyes, pink robe tied loosely at her waist.
She didn’t know.
She didn’t see what I was about to do.
Didn’t see the way my hand was almost outstretched.
Didn’t hear the way my breath caught.
Didn’t feel the way the air was vibrating with lust.
I cleared my throat, voice strained.
“Morning.”
She passed by me without a second glance.
Lyra turned around right after.
She saw me.
Smiled.
One earbud slid out.
“Morning, Mr. Thornvale,” she said sweetly.
She still had no idea.
No f*****g idea what her body just did to me.
No idea that I was standing there with twenty inches of thick, veined c**k twitching in my pants, ready to f**k her until she couldn’t walk.
And now?
Now I had to go sit in a council meeting with the taste of her slick still stuck in my nose. And the image of her p***y dripping down her thighs carved into my brain like a brand.
I was going to f**k her.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.