Tessa
I don’t think I’ve ever felt my body so intensely. Every nerve ending is lit up, sparking and firing all at once. Holt is everywhere.
His chest is pressed to mine, his breath hot against my cheek, his cock stretching me, his thumb working my clit like he knows my body better than I do. I think he does.
Each punishing thrust drives the air from my lungs. He’s so deep it feels like he’s rearranging something inside me, possessing me in ways I didn’t even know were possible.
I can hear the wet slide of him movingin and out of me, obscene and filthy, only making the heat inside me coil tighter.
“Oh my God,” I gasp, fingers digging into his shoulder in an effort to anchor myself. “Holt…”
“Talk to me, Tessa,” he growls softly against my ear, his rhythm never faltering. “Tell me how it feels. TellDaddy.”
Again, the use of that name does something wicked to me. I force my eyes to stay open and meet his, even as my vision begins to blur around the edges. “You feel so…” I can’t find a word that comes close to being enough. “You’re so deep.”
“I’m so deep, what?”
I almost combust. “You’re so deep,Daddy.”
“That’s right,” he growls, his mouth curving into a wicked smile, letting me know how much I’m pleasing him. “I am deep, doll.” He flicks his hips, driving himself deeper, and I cry out as he hits a spot inside me that makes my toes curl and my whole body jolt.
“There it is,” he says, satisfaction threading through his tone. He does it again. And again. “Right there, Tessa? That’s your spot. Only I get to touch you like this. Remember that.”
I can’t think, let alone argue. My legs tighten around his waist, desperately trying to pull him closer. My body moves on instinct now, meeting his thrusts, chasing the feeling that’s building deeper inside me.
Every time his hips slam into mine and his thumb relentlessly circles my clit, the pressure only builds tighter and hotter until my need for release is almost painful.
“I… I can’t…” I choke on the words. “It’s too much.”
“It’s not,” he tells me. His thrusts come harder. “You can take it.” His voice is low and commanding. “You’re going to take every inch I give you, and then you’re going to come on my cock like a good girl.”Yes.“That’s what you wanted, isn’t it, Tessa? You wanted me to fuck you like this.”
A whimper spills from my lips. He’s right. I did want this. I wanted him. But I had no idea just how good it would feel. What it wouldmean.
I’m so close I can taste it. My muscles flutter around him, clenching down as the tension pulls tighter and tighter, wrapping around me. His gaze burns into me, pinning me in place.
“Look at me, Tessa,” he orders. “I wantyou looking me in my eyes when you fall apart for me.”
It takes everything I have, but I lock onto him right as I feel myself about to explode.
“Come for me, doll,” he tells me. “Come on my big, hard cock.”
And I do.
The orgasm hits like a tidal wave, ripping through me hard. I cry out, arching my back as everything inside me snaps. My pussy clamps down hard and desperate, milking him in violent, punishing squeezes. My vision whites out, my fingers scraping down his back as I try to hold on to something solid.
“That’s it,” he grits out as he thrusts through my climax, driving me higher instead of easing off. “That’s my girl. Feel how you’re squeezing me? I’m going to fill you up, Tessa. You’re going to make me?—”
He cuts himself off with a harsh groan, his hips slamming into mine one final time, burying himself as deep as he can go. And then I feel it.
Every hot pulse of it as he spills deep inside me, coating my insides just like he promised. My breath catches, another small aftershock rolling through me.
For a second, neither of us moves. Hisweight is solid and heavy over me, his forehead pressed to mine, his breath ragged and harsh. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I know we’ve just crossed a line we can’t uncross.
He’s still my dad’s best friend. We still have history. And whatever this is… it’s anything but simple.
But right now, all I feel is him. His heartbeat pounding against my chest. His breath washing over my lips. His body still joined with mine in the best possible way.
And for the first time in a very long time, I feel like I belong somewhere.
