Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25463 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25463 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
“Yes, Daddy,” I whisper in return, wrapping my arms around him as I shift my hips up, pulling him even further into my sweet cavern. “Mmm, you’re so deep too.”
Soon, we’re both beginning to crest and our moans twine around each other melodiously as my pussy swells and moistens, dripping all over his balls. His thrusts become more and more urgent, and soon I’m bouncing on his cock as he shafts me forcefully again and again.
“Oh shit, Paisley,” Brad grunts as the pounding becomes intense. “I wasn’t going to fuck you this hard your first time but shit, your cunt’s so fucking tight and juicy.”
“Give it to me,” I moan, tossing my head back. “It’s okay, Daddy. I like it.”
The velocity of his deep shafts increase, and then suddenly, it happens. Brad thrusts hard into my juicing cunt and stars explode in front of my eyes as I let out a loud scream.
“Ooohh!” I whine. “Oh yes!”
Meanwhile, Brad soars over the edge as well, catching my mouth in another passionate kiss as his cock jerks in my pussy before ejaculating hot white arcs of seed.
“Fuck,” he roars. “Oh SHIT, baby!”
But it’s then that my eyes fly open because I realize what’s happening.
“Mr. Landry!” I scream even as splashes of semen douse my female form. “Oh my god, pull out, pull out! You said you’d pull out!”
But the alpha male can’t help himself and he groans again, his hips thrusting as additional lashes of hot white semen spray into my sweetly convulsing cunt.
“Oh shit,” he mutters. “Fuuuuck.”
“Pull out, pull out!” I shriek again. “Ooooh!”
Brad merely lets out one last powerful grunt, those big hands on my hips holding me in place as his cock finally begins to dribble off. I stare at him, eyes wide, as we stay locked in position, breathing hard.
“Oh shit, honey, I’m so sorry,” he pants, leaning his forehead against mine. “I meant to pull out, I swear.”
I want to yell at him. I want to scream and pound my fists against the boulders of his shoulders. But oddly, it feels right that this happened. I feel incredibly womanly, and like a goddess who’s taken the seed of a virile, handsome warrior who has more than enough to share. His cock inside twitches, letting out another small burst of come, and there’s so much fluid that it literally oozes out between our bodies, trailing down one of my thighs.
“It’s okay,” I whisper, my heart-rate beginning to decelerate. “It was only once, and I’m sure we’re not in trouble.”
But then, Brad takes me by surprise because he captures my lips with his own, pressing a devastating kiss to my pout.
“But would it be so bad if you got pregnant?” he asks in a low rumble. “I wouldn’t mind having a second daughter, especially if she’s as beautiful as you. It could be fun, don’t you think?” he asks as one big hand goes to cover my belly possessively. “You’d look gorgeous pregnant, Paisley.”
At those words, I’m totally speechless because this is insane. I’m an eighteen-year-old girl who just had her virginity taken by a much-older alpha male, and now he’s talking to me about babies? Has Brad lost his mind? Is the Earth now flat, and spinning backwards on its axis?
But the handsome man merely leans forward to kiss me again before bobbling one big breast with his hand.
“That was amazing, sweetheart,” he rumbles. “But now, are you ready to play for real? Like I said, I’ve been waiting for your birthday for a long time, and we’re going to celebrate tonight.”
This man changes topics and moods so fast that my neck practically aches from the whiplash. But the fact is that I love this rollercoaster. I love the whirlwind of emotion, not to mention the powerful connection that I’ve just experienced, and the truth is that I want more, so I wrap my arms around his shoulders and squeeze my internal muscles, making him moan as I giggle.
“I’m ready, Daddy,” I coo. “Let’s move onto the next lesson.”
With that, the dark man sweeps me into his arms and we’re soon making love in the master bedroom. It’s wrong, it’s dirty, and yet this is everything I’ve ever envisioned. Yet will it last? Or will it come down in a crashing heap after Brad’s had his share of fun?
CHAPTER 8
Brad
“Are you ready, baby?” I whisper in Paisley’s ear. “Have you been stretching, like I asked you to?”
The curvaceous blonde giggles beneath me, her big breasts shaking with mirth.
“I have, Daddy,” she purrs. “And I think I’m ready. At least I hope so.”
After all, I’ve been ravishing Paisley’s sweet female form non-stop for almost a week now. It started the night of her birthday, and basically never stopped after that. We retreated to the master suite that night, and didn’t get out of bed until Tatum’s mom dropped her off the next day. Of course, my babysitter hid in the closet when my ex was downstairs, but thankfully that shitshow was over in ten minutes, and Paisley was able to come out. My daughter was beyond excited to see her beautiful babysitter unexpectedly, and it was a party all over again.