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"Couldn’t let me what?" Her challenge is a flicker of flame, daring me to cross the line.
"Couldn’t let you go without me." It’s a confession, raw and rough around the edges. And then we're on each other, lips crushing, hands frantic as if we could absorb one another's essence through mere touch.
"Caroline," I groan against her mouth, and she tastes like adrenaline and need. Our bodies press together with the force of pent-up desire, a wild frenzy that knows no rank, no rules. I steer her toward a supply closet, and we strip away the barriers of fabric like we're tearing down walls, exposing skin that burns to be touched.
"Frank, oh God..." She arches into me, and I’m lost in the silken heat of her, the golden hair that spills through my fingers. I worship every inch with lips and tongue, branding her as mine in a way that goes beyond dog tags and duty.
“Been dreaming of these perfect little tits,” I groan before I capture one in my mouth, suckling it in reverence, loving the way her head falls back and her chest arches up as if she’s offering herself to me.
"Yours," she pants, a vow that stokes the fire further.
I move on to her pussy, and just as I suspected, the little clam is perfectly bald.
“Motherfucker,” I groan out as I palm myself roughly, squeezing tight to keep myself from jizzing over. “Have to taste,” I mumble nonsensically as I bury my face between her sweet thighs.
“Frank!” she screams my name as I lick and suck and lap at her little button. She’s pushing into me and pulling away from me at the same time, but I hold her thighs tight.
“I’m not stopping until that little thing creams all over my face, baby,” I promise her.
“Frank!” she squeals my name again, and I suck her harder, batting my tongue against her with more fervor. “Let go, baby. Give Daddy Frank what he wants.”
Just like a good soldier, she obeys my command, squirting her sweet juices all over my face. I suck it up eagerly, growling as her juices dribble down my chin.
And then I can take it no more.
I’m huffing and puffing and heaving like a beast as I get to my feet and position my cock at her wet hold.
“Look at me,” I tell her. “I want to see those pretty blue eyes when I make you mine.”
She obeys and bites her lip, and then I slam into her, and holy fuck! She’s tight! So tight!
And then it hits me that she’s a virgin, and that I’m the first and only man who’s ever going to be inside her, and that sends me into overdrive.
I claim her with a possessive urgency that leaves no room for doubt. “Mine! Mine! Mine!” I chant over and over again as I pile drive up into her like a big bear trying to impregnate his mate. This might be madness, might be a court-martial waiting to happen, but right now, I don't give a damn.
"Who the fuck do you belong to?," I demand, my voice thick with lust.
"You!" she screams, and it's all I need to hear to make me come.
“Oh fuck, here it is, baby. All for you. Come with Daddy.”
She obeys again, that pretty little pussy fluttering around me and sucking me dry.
We’re both panting and staring at each other in awe.
I'm holding myself there, still inside her, our breaths mingling in the charged silence that follows the storm. Her heart hammers against my chest, a drumbeat that's got my pulse racing to keep up. The sweat on our skin glows in the dim light, and I can't help but think this is the realest thing I've ever felt.
"Caroline," I whisper, tracing the curve of her jaw with my thumb. "We're playing with fire, you know that, right?"
Her blue eyes lock onto mine, fierce and unflinching. "I know," she says, and there's steel in her voice. "but I don’t care…Daddy."
"God, woman.” My cock is instantly hard again. She moans, and her pussy tightens around me. I start to move inside her again, but then the moment shatters like glass under a boot when the door creaks open.
I freeze, every muscle tensed, and Caroline's eyes widen in horror. Tom Barker stands there, his dark hair a disheveled halo around his stunned face, his mouth hanging open.
"Frank? Caroline?" Disbelief laces his voice, heavy and thick.
"Tom," I breathe out, scrambling to cover us, to shield her from those prying eyes. But it's too late. He's seen everything.
