“Fuck me!” I moan through my orgasm, still aching for more. “I need you to fill me up.”
His calloused hand meets my throat, and he pulls his fingers from inside of me, licking them two at a time, his gaze held on mine.
“You know I can’t fuck you, angel,” every syllable sounds like it’s coming from underground, “but I’m not done with you yet. Lay back on the bed.”
My stomach flutters as I do as I’m asked and lay out on the king-sized bed Silas spends his nights in. I don’t know what’s about to happen, but given the way his eyes aren’t leaving mine, his jeans hitting the floor, and the room shrinking around us, I’d say it’s going to be good.
Chapter Four
Silas
I stroke my hard cock as I stare down at the woman I’ve thought about far too many fucking times. She’s perfect. Beautiful, smart, caring, and everything I’ve ever wanted.
She’s also my son’s ex-girlfriend, twenty years younger than me, and her parents are trusting me to keep her safe.
“Show me how you play with it,” I say as I groan and spit on her slippery, little pussy. “Show me how you play with yourself.”
She drags in a staggered breath, her gaze darting between my face and my throbbing dick, before she lands her hand on her soft slit, her fingers pressing into the seam, polishing that swollen nub I’m desperately trying not to lick.
Fuck.
“There you go. Rub it hard,” I groan, stroking my cock so fast and hard that my stomach muscles contract. “Good girl. That’s a good fucking girl,” I say through clenched teeth. “Work that little pussy.”
I study each movement. Every flex of her arm. Every twist of her finger. Every pant. The way her soft pink lips drop open. The way her hair falls off her shoulders and frames her perfect face. The sounds she makes as she spins her finger round and round that swollen nub.
God fucking damn, I’m gonna blow!
This is so fucked up, every fucking minute. I didn’t make it a single night without touching her. We’re two hours in and I’m thrusting my fingers inside of her so deep that I feel her virginity squeezing down on me. We’re two hours in and I’m stroking my cock over her bare body.
“Fuck.” Before I can think through the repercussions, I groan, “I’m about to come all over you.”
“Do it.” She swallows hard, eyes on me as she scrubs her slippery clit faster. “Come on me, Silas. I need it.” There’s a whine in her voice that sends a signal to the beast inside of me, like a distant howl answered by instinct.
I need to fuck her! I need to drive my hard cock into that tight, little body until I empty my seed and fill her full! I need to take her virginity! I need to spread her wide! I need to make her mine!
“Jesus Christ, angel. You see what you do to me?” I jerk faster, desperate to come before I do something I regret.
Her small hand lands on her breast and she pinches her nipple as she moans, her gaze never leaving mine.
Oh, she knows what she’s doing.
“You’re a little tease.My little… fucking… tease.” My teeth clench together as I growl out each word.
“I need it, Silas. Come on my tits! Please!” There’s a needy little whine that signals that carnal part of my brain again, and suddenly, without warning, I’m spilling ribbons of hot come all over her tits, her stomach, and her thighs.
It’s everywhere!
“Oh my God,” she sighs as she rubs her clit faster with one hand, the other rubbing my come into her chest as she moans and spasms hard and fast, her body contorting as I continue to stroke and empty myself all over her soft, innocent little frame.
This is fucked. I just shook her father’s hand and told him he could trust me. Now, I’m emptying my balls all over her.
The second the high begins to fall, guilt rushes over me. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me. I shouldn’t have disrespected you like that.”
She grins sweetly as she plays in my come, twisting it over her nipples. “I would’ve gone further.”
Jesus Christ. My cock presses forward again like a hungry fucking asshole. “You’re a virgin.”
Her brows narrow and she sits up from the bed. “I never told you that.”
