Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Her eyes go wide, and she freezes. I'm braced for rejection, but instead, I see the flush spread across her cheeks. Her expression isn't one of concern but of surprise and...intrigue? "Yeah? Why?"
"Because I'm going to take care of you, Laurie. Fuck, I've held back, but I take care of what is mine. And if we're crossing this line, you're going to be mine."
She swallows hard, her gaze dropping to where my hands still rest against her knees. Slowly, she spreads them, giving me access to what I crave. "I think I can do that...Daddy."
I groan, my cock so hard it aches. I want to fuck her so bad, but this first time will have to be different. So instead of taking off my pants, I press a kiss to her knee, dragging my lips higher until I can nuzzle at the crease of her thigh. I take a second to look at her beautiful pussy, her swollen clit peeking out and begging to be kissed.
I slip my tongue between her lips, dragging it slowly up and over her clit. I love the sounds she makes, love how sensitive she is. I wonder if I'll ever get tired of the way she smells, the way she tastes, the way she feels.
She's already wet and hot, her hips bucking toward my mouth as I start to suckle the swollen nub. "God, Daddy. More, please."
I don't make her beg. I'm too desperate for her to draw things out. I want her to know what it means to be mine. Want to make her come so hard she'll never want another man but me.
I slip two fingers into her pussy, curling them upward until I find that spot that makes her cry out. Her legs shake, her grip on my hair painful as she tries to get closer. "Oh God, oh God. Please don't stop, please—"
I pull back for a moment, looking up at her. "Not stopping, baby. Just come for Daddy."
She nods, one hand in my hair and the other braced behind her. I stroke her from the inside with my fingers, alternating between licking and sucking at her clit and savoring the taste of her on my tongue. I can feel her thighs quivering, and I move my hand upwards to push her shirt up, exposing her perfect tits so I can pinch her rosy nipples.
That's all it takes. She comes apart with a wail, her hips bucking against my mouth, riding my tongue until she's done. When she finally slumps backwards, spent, I pull back, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
Laurie is flushed and panting, her eyes closed. There’s never been a more beautiful sight.
I watch her for a moment, then push myself up onto my feet. I can't help but smile down at her as she recovers, enjoying the look of bliss on her face. I wish I could stay and hold her, but I need to give her some space.
And I'd be lying if I said I don't need a moment, too. It'd be all too easy to crawl into the bed with her and fuck her until she's screaming in pleasure, but one step at a time. My cock is hard as steel, but I'm a grown fucking man. I can wait.
"Laurie," I start, before I lose my grip on my self-control. "I'm going for a run, okay? I'll see you when I get back."
She pushes herself up, still shaky. "You won't stay?"
"We both need some time, I think." I drag my hand through my hair. "This isn't simple."
"I guess you're right," she says, looking away.
"It doesn't change anything. We'll talk when I get back." I grab my discarded shirt off the floor and tug it on as I head for the door. "Have a good afternoon, baby. I'll see you soon."
"Yeah," Laurie murmurs, still not meeting my gaze. "You too."
I step into the hall, shutting the door behind me. My mind is reeling as I try to make sense of what just happened.
Laurie is a woman I've obsessed over for months, but now, she's also my stepsister. And I just ate her pussy.
The thing is, there is a hell of a lot more I want to do to her. I just have to make sure she's on the same page with me about how messy this can possibly get.
I should have been better, should have resisted more, but now that I've had a taste of Laurie Cartwright, I've fallen right back into full-blown addiction.
5
LAURIE
As soon as Adam closes the bedroom door, I bolt up, grabbing my panties and fleeing to the bathroom. I slam the bathroom door behind me and lean against it, pressing my hands to my cheeks in a vain attempt to cool down.
What is wrong with me?
I glance at my reflection in the mirror, stomach sinking when I see how sexed up I look. My hair’s a little mussed, my cheeks are flushed, and my eyes are bright with…something. Frustration? Embarrassment? Lust? Probably all three.