“You should eat your breakfast,” he presses, his hand casually wandering back to my hip as he stares up at me. “It’s getting cold.”
“Yeah,” I say, voice dropping as I lift my weight off his lap, “I guess I should.”
I’ve no more than stood when he digs his fingers into my hips and tugs me back into place, his cock bobbing against his leg.
“You’re twenty-five years old.Twenty-five.” A deep growl rumbles up through his throat. “You’re my son’s ex-girlfriend, and your parents trust me to watch over you.”
I nod, my nipples hardening as my pussy soaks his lap.
“This is insane.”
I nod again, my mouth dropping open as I stare at him, trying not to grind again.
“And still, you strip your clothes off in front of me, you tease me with my own T-shirt this morning, and now you’re on my lap, grinding that sweet little pussy all over me. How can I fight this?”
I shrug and tip my toes to the ground, attempting to climb off his lap again. “If you don’t want me—”
He holds me more firmly now, his teeth clenched together as he says, “I want you. That’s the problem. I want to fuck that little, virgin pussy like it’s all I was set on Earth to do.”
I bite my lip and try to contain myself, though my clit is now in a state of constant throb, and I’m pretty sure I’ve soaked straight through his jeans.
“Jesus Christ,” he grumbles again, standing us both from the table, his big arm holding me steady as he flips me over and lands me ass up on the kitchen counter like a turkey about to be stuffed. “You’re naughty. You’re a naughty little tease and you need to be punished.”
“Please,” I whimper, trembling a little as I slide against the cold stone counter. I’ve never been this excited in my life, never wanting a man to be more possessive than I want Silas to be, never needing the sharp sting of a spank against my ass like I do right now.
“Tell me why you’re naughty, angel.”
I swallow hard and wiggle my hips. “I’m teasing you.”
“Right.” He smacks his rough hand against my ass, sending a bite of vibrations up my back. “Do you know how hard it is to say no to you?”
“No,” I pant, my pulse raging. “How hard is it, sir?”
“My God.” A moment passes and I’m not sure what he’s doing until I feel the hard prod of his cock against my puffy slit. “This hard. It’s this hard to say no to you.” The head of his cock glides against my seam as he huffs a strangled growl. “I want you so fucking bad.”
“Then take me.” I swallow hard and grip the edge of the counter as I speak, desperate for him to slide inside of me. “Stuff your hard cock in my little pussy and fill me up.”
His hard tip slips between my folds and enters the creamy wet space surrounding my hole.
“Fuck,” he huffs, clearly trying to contain himself. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. That filthy, little mouth, this soft, little pussy… you’re asking for it. You want me to blow this little virgin body out, don’t you? You want me to make it hurt.”
Oh damn!
I swallow hard and wiggle my ass back toward him, the weight of his dick edging my little hole as I squirm. “Make it hurt, Silas. I need it. I need your cock.”
What the hell has gotten into me? I know the consequences of what we’re doing. They’re huge. I shouldn’t go any further. I should tell him to stop. I should demand he take me off this countertop, set me on the ground, and I should go get dressed for work, but for some reason my thighs part, my hips widen, and I beg him with a whine in my voice to take me.
He flips me onto my back, slides me to the edge of the counter, sets my leg on his shoulder, and stares down at me with the darkened gaze of a man who’s lost control. “A better man wouldn’t do this.” He settles the head of his cock back into place against my opening and presses forward slightly. “A better man,” he growls, “would stop.” His erection is thick and hard as his massive frame presses forward, stretching my virgin entrance open.
There’s a glaze set over his face. A haze of desire and passion. A feral look in his eyes that tightens as he sinks his massive cock in further.
“Christ almighty, you’re fucking snug.”
“Ouch!” I say the word without thinking as he stretches me unbelievably wide. “That hurts.”
He pauses, his voice strained as he says, “Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” I swallow hard as I spread my legs wider, “I want the full experience. Teach me, Silas. Teach me!”
