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“Daph, baby, there’s no way around this so Imma just be straight up. You ain’t a demon. You’re a witch… because your pussy is fucking magical. I’m trying to not embarrass myself right now.”
She laughs, the action sending a vibration rolling through us where we’re joined.
“Fuck, woman.” I lean my head forward into her tits, inhaling a breath.
“Hey,” she speaks, her hand cupping my face. I look to her, the sparkle in her beautiful green eyes as bright as ever. “Lay back.”
For once it’s me taking direction—something that would typically be a turnoff for me. Yet, the way her gaze darkens as I oblige her sends my pulse skyrocketing. There’s not much I wouldn’t do for Daph, and I shudder to think what she could reduce me to if she knew that to be true.
Once I’m lying comfortably on the bed, she resumes her place on top of me. Angling me just right, she sinks down once more. Only this time, she does so in a single fluid motion.
I bottom out inside her, filing her to the hilt, and my vision temporarily blacks out. Blinking several times, the room slowly starts to come back in focus, and I look up to find the goddess staring down at me with a seductive set of fuck me eyes.
“Tell me what to do,” she rasps, trailing her hands up over her breasts. “Control me.”
“Roll your hips.” I barely manage to force the words out, though Daph must hear me because she complies instantly. She repeats the move, over and over again while tugging at the peaks of her dusty rose nipples—the sight damn near hypnotizing. “Now lift for me, baby. Up and down. Oh my fucking—” My eyes roll back into my head when she begins bouncing on my cock.
“Jesus, Daddy, you fill me so well.” She tosses her head back, planting her hands behind her on my thighs as her hips continue to grind against me in a manner I don’t think I’ve ever seen mastered before her. “And to think, all those times I was leaning over your kitchen island in my little pajama shorts with no panties when you’d come to breakfast. Did you know how wet I was for you each and every time? All you had to do was slide them to the side, but you were too much of a stubborn prick.”
Sex is ruined for me. Absolutely ruined. How am I supposed to get off with another person ever again after knowing Daph exists in the world and feels like this?
How am I supposed to go on knowing one day she’ll find someone else, and they’ll get to experience this with her?
A snarl tears from my throat as my brain rejects the thought. A wave of possessiveness surges through me, and I flip us, pinning her into the mattress where I begin to savagely pound into her.
Mine. Mine. Mine. My brain chants with each thrust as she screams beneath me, begging me not to stop.
“That’s it. Not a whole lot of room for that attitude when you’re filled with my cock, is there? Take every last inch like only my good little whore can do. Shit, you squeeze me so fucking tight.” Her headboard slaps against the wall, the vibrations sending the picture frames on her nightstands clattering to the floor. And just as she reaches the crest of her climax, I slam home, sending her soaring over the edge.
I roar as she clenches around me, emptying inside her before collapsing at her side. We lie next to one another, chests heaving as our adrenaline begins to fade.
“I’m on birth control,” she speaks, pulling me from my daze. “And I’m clean. I swear. I’ve never had sex without a condom before.”
Her comments throw me for a loop. Not because I thought otherwise, but because I wasn’t even thinking about either of those things at all. I’ve never fucked a girl without a condom. Ever. With the number of women looking to trap me, it’s not something I’ve ever been willing to fuck around with. And yet, the concern never even broached my mind when it came to Daph.
“Me too.” I nod. “I get tested every six months. And I’ve also never had sex without a condom.”
That information looks like it surprises her, though she doesn’t comment.
“So,” I clear my throat, “your parents don’t bother coming to check why their daughter’s screaming bloody murder at 3 a.m.?”
She snorts. “They’re not here. Mom made Dad take her to Napa for a long weekend.”
“You’re saying we are currently the only two people in this house?”
“That we are, Conners.” She props up onto her elbows, suspiciously eyeing my mischievous grin. “Why?”
I pop up from the bed, kicking off my jeans which are still tangled around one of my ankles before scooping Daph up and over my shoulder.
“Nicky!” she squeals, erupting into a fit of giggles. “What are you doing?!”
“I’m gonna fuck you on as many surfaces in this house as possible.” I throw open her bedroom door, slapping her ass while strolling out into the hallway. “And we’re gonna end in your parents’ bed. Because the next time your mother talks shit to you, you’re gonna smile knowing she rests her head where you got thoroughly fucked by the one human she hates more than anyone on the planet.”
Daph lets out a shriek of laughter as I carry her to the kitchen to begin our sexcapade.
I fuck her for hours as I make good on my promise, ending exactly where I said we would as I pin her against her parents’ headboard, taking her from behind. And when I carry her back to her bedroom before tucking her in and dressing to leave, her eyes are heavy with sleep.
“You can stay,” she murmurs sleepily, nuzzling her face into her pillow.
