Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 155(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 155(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
“Do you need me to kiss it better?”
I nod slightly, biting my lip.
“Yes, Doctor. Please do.”
Nick’s silent and unmoving for another moment, the tip of his thumb rubbing lazy circles around my clit as he watches the aroused reaction of my body. But then he lets out a low growl and dips his head before plundering the moist folds of my pussy. His tongue is out as he laves between my legs, tasting the nectar of my cunt while moaning with hunger.
“Fuck,” he breathes. “It’s even sweeter than I remember.”
What’s sweeter? Is he talking about my pussy juices? Oh my god, he must be, and in reaction, my cunt gushes once more, flooding his mouth with another dose of honey.
“Yes!” I manage in a reedy voice, my head falling back as my eyes close. “Right there, Doctor. Mmm, yes! It feels so good!”
Nick merely sucks hard on my clit before lapping at the tender nub.
“I’ve dreamed of you, Kristie,” he moans. “So much and now you’re finally here. Oh fuck, baby, I need you.”
I’m insensate already. It’s only been a few moments, and yet I’ve given myself fully to this man once more. The world has shrunk until there’s nothing left except his hands, his mouth, his tongue, and his incredible caresses to my most vulnerable spots.
“Mmm!” I gasp again as he bites my clit before soothing the sting with a rub of his tongue along the underside. “Oh my god!”
Nick chuckles low in his chest.
“You like that, sweet girl? I remember how you had such a filthy cunt, and how only Daddy’s hard fucks could make the ache go away.”
Oh my god, he’s alluding to our sensual time together two years ago, and the truth is that that encounter’s never left my mind either.
“Yes, I need it,” I cry out, my hands tunneling through his hair. “I need you to pound my pussy, Daddy! Make it feel good! Mmm!”
Nick doesn’t lose any time because we’re both so desperate. He tongue-kisses my twat once more, making me squeal, before pulling away and releasing the beast. His cock bounces out, nine inches of pure fuck power, and the air whooshes out of my lungs. I’ve dreamed of seeing him like this, that club pulsing and aroused, almost angrily red with desire. Veins snake along his length, and his balls are already high and tight against his groin, ready to explode.
But there’s no time to say anything because we’re both so desperate. Within seconds, Nick has his club notched at my sweet opening, and he thrusts forward.
“Oh!” I gasp. “Ohhhhh!”
After all, the alpha male is relentless. With a forceful jerk, I’m impaled on that huge monster, every inch of him buried in my sopping cunt.
“You’re so tight,” my stepbrother moans hoarsely before dipping his head down to suck at one of my taut nipples. “Oh fuck. I’ve needed this for so long.”
The incredible fullness in my twat is almost unbearable, and I cling to his broad shoulders as my body tries to adjust.
“Oh,” is my faint mewl. “Oh my god.”
Nick captures my mouth for a passionate kiss, holding still as I squirm uncomfortably around the huge club buried in my most sensitive spot.
“Are you okay?” he asks in a low voice, his breath warm on my cheek. “I don’t want to hurt you, Kristie.”
This time, it’s me who captures his lips with my own before looking into those blue eyes. His cobalt gaze is almost glowing, and a rush of adoration fills my heart.
“You could never hurt me, Nick. I want this,” I whisper as he clasps my curves close. He’s still for another moment, but then surges into motion. Lifting me by my round ass, Nick stands with my pussy still wrapped around his dick and strides over to the small couch before dropping us both on the seat. Then, he begins to move between my legs, that huge shaft penetrating my small twat as I moan in agonizing pleasure.
“Yes,” I cry out. “Mmm, yes!”
“Oh fuck,” he rasps, his huge body moving like an unstoppable wave. “You’re so tight and sweet, baby, and you’re gushing like a waterfall. You look so beautiful.”
I think what he means is that I look utterly slutty because the top of my dress has fallen away, and my big breasts are bouncing in time to his furious fucks, the white orbs like giant sacks of cream.
“Yes, take my body,” I mewl again, looking up at him with lust in my eyes. “Use it to make yourself feel good, Nick. Trash my cunt. Fill it with your cream because it belongs to you.”
The answering gleam in that cobalt gaze is undeniable. He pauses for a moment, and then the fucking becomes even more frenzied. His hips pound like an automaton, driving me up into the arm rest, and I cry out again because the possession feels so good! How did I live without this man? How did I survive for two years without his touch?