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My neck arches, while his other hand reaches under me, taking the weight of my breast, sharpening my lust to a razor’s edge. All thoughts of running and getting away are lost in the sounds of pleasure releasing from my throat.
“Rub your clit,” he orders, grabbing one wrist and directing my hand under my body. “I want you to come with my cock in your ass, like a good girl. Show Daddy how you touch yourself when you think of his cock inside your slutty holes.”
Pleasure rocks through me as I press my fingers to the little bundle of nerves calling out for friction.
I never much considered what anal sex would feel like, except a passing feeling that it would hurt and be more for the guy than the girl.
Clearly that was wrong, because the pressure of his thickness moving inside of me is toppling me over and over until I have no sense of where I begin and end. I don’t know up from down. Right from left.
I’m mounted on this man that helped raise me and the building wave inside me will not be satisfied by anyone but him.
“You want to come, baby? You’ve been so good. You’ve tried so hard for me. Your tight little ass is working me so well.”
I can only grunt and moan as he works in and out, pumping, pumping, my cheeks rubbing on the fabric. He gives me more and more until there’s no more thought, only reaction, and I’m close.
So, so close.
“Keep rubbing that clit. I didn’t tell you to stop, did I?”
Another yank on my hair and I whimper as I rub myself, heat cascading over my skin, his thickness easing inside of me until I nearly black out.
“Fuck, yes. You’ll do anything I say, won’t you? You want to be Daddy’s girl, my best little lamb.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I whimper as the tide crashes around me, pushing me to the point of no return.
He gives me one last epic shove, a dance of pain and pleasure bolting through me as I bury my face into the soft velvet and scream.
Ramses bellows, shaking the room and me down to my core as heat sprays inside me. I’m sightless, turning to a puddle of warm lusty goo, yelling curse words I’ve never used.
“Good girl, wrap that tight ass around my dick,” I hear him say as my orgasm careens around inside me, tearing at my insides and pulsing inside my core.
I can barely believe this man is blowing his spend into my ass, making me feel used and adored and slutty and loved, all at the same time.
He takes his pleasure from me in the last rough thrusts. No more easy, slow entry. Instead, I’m just a hole for him to use, but that knowledge only pushes me farther into the dark well of pleasure from which I may never emerge.
His body stiffens against my back as his chest falls against me. He squeezes my tit as his cock pulses one last time, leaving me filled with his warm, sticky release. My own drips from my body, filling my hand as I drop my fingers to the cushion.
Ramses eases out of me, leaving me with an empty feeling as I collapse onto my side. He reaches for my hand, pulling it to his mouth, pressing my slick fingers between his lips and sucking them clean as the room starts to spin.
CHAPTER10
Ramses
My stepdaughter. Now my wife. So perfect.
I’m keeping her forever. For real. This is happening.
That realization makes my chest swell.
After she took my cock in her ass like a champ, I carried her to the third bedroom I’d prepared, the room filled with balloons and flowers, and chocolates by her bedside. The closet filled with the thousands of dollars’ worth of clothes I bought for her—when I allow her to wear them again that is.
Right now, I’m pacing in the living room, where my voice won’t wake her. But when I get back, when she wakes, I’ll run her another bath and take time washing every inch of skin, but right now there are things to put in place.
When she sleeps, she makes these little chirping noises like a fucking chipmunk. It’s so fucking adorable. I lie there, watching and listening, admiring her tits and ass, the shape of her battle-worn little cunt, the curve of her hips.
It’s getting harder for me to remember I took her for a reason. Sticking to my game plan with Bijou is fucking hard. Binding her to me was necessary to keep her from talking but feeling what I feel for her was optional.
And it looks like I’m all in on that option.
