Page 59 of Guilty in Sin City


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With her hand wrapped around my tie, she tugged, pulling me toward her lips, before she said, “That you want to do sinful things to me, Daddy.”

Fuck, she was testing me, practically waiting for me to barge into the bathroom. If that were the case, then I passed with flying colors. No part of her denied me the moment I laid eyes on her naked body.

“You have no idea the dirty thoughts that have been running through my mind.”

“Show me,” she whispered against my lips—still hovering—taunting me, before taking the bottom one between her teeth.

A brash groan crept up my throat as I picked up her wet body, molding it to mine. I’d spent days dreaming of eating her out on my bathroom counter, spinning her around, and watching her face in the mirror as I fucked her from behind.

But with the weight of her in my arms, and her smooth legs wrapped desperately around my back, I wanted to hold her just a while longer.

My hands spread around the globes of her ass, squeezing, and memorizing the way her soft skin felt against mine. With one hand tangled in my hair, the other still held tightly around my tie.

Every time her tongue dipped into my mouth, a sweet moan followed. The speed of our kisses alternated between soft and passionate to hard and needy. Her legs gripped me so tightly that her hold alone kept her clamped around my waist. With a firm grip keeping her secure, I allowed my hands to wander over every part of her damp body.

My fingers danced up her ass, making my way up her toned back. Stopping midway, I held her just below her tits, brushing my thumbs along the underside.

Goosebumps formed under my touch.

Avery disconnected her lips from mine but kept her mouth so close that I could taste each whimper.

“You like when I touch you here?” I rubbed circles along the lower side of her breast.

“Yes,” she dragged out the word, tipping her head back slightly.

With her neck exposed, I slid my tongue along her throat, giving her a sneak peek of what I wanted to do to that sweet spot between her legs.

“Spencer, I need more of you.” She tugged at my tie.

Finally, I sat her down on the counter, kissing my way up her neck as I groaned, “Sit down and spread your legs for me. Let me get a good look at you while I take off my clothes.”

Her legs opened wide, and the first real look I’d gotten of her pussy did not disappoint. She was slick, pink, and perfectly ready for me.

“Fuck,” I grumbled.

Starting with my tie, I unraveled the fabric that Avery had been grabbing at. The silk between my fingers sparked a thrilling idea that I had a sudden urge to act on.

A devilish smirk spread across my lips.

“Why are you looking at me like that when you should be tearing off your clothes?”

I stepped closer to her with a seductive smirk and my tie as an offering.

“I want to tie this around your eyes.”

“What if I want to see you?” She cocked her head to the side.

“Compromise. Let me cover your eyes while I eat your pussy. Then I’ll let you strip me down and get a real good look at my cock before I bury it inside of you.”

“Seems fair enough,” she answered, and I could swear her cunt shined just a little more than before.

“That’s my good girl,” I praised her.

Avery was just as turned on as I was, and now that she agreed, I couldn’t wait to taste my girl and have a little bit of fun.

“But I have one condition.”I smiled sweetly.

“Yeah, baby, and what would that be?”