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Page 201 of Dad's Best Friend's Secret Baby

I made one final attempt to free myself, but he gripped me too tightly, holding me in place with his fingers literally inside my body. I threw my arms around his neck and bit his shoulder as hard as I dared while he began to pump his hand, putting more pressure on me than ever before. My ragged pants betrayed just how good he was making me feel as loud air passed from my lungs, but I held back any actual vocalizations, knowing the consequences would be more than I could bear.

“You’re close, sweetheart. I can feel you pulsing around my fingers.” I jumped at the endearment. He laughed. “Don’t read into it. Just bedroom talk.”

I wanted to snap at him that we were not lovers, so there would be no bedroom talk, but he was right. I was already nearly to the edge, and every spare ounce of energy was going into keeping quiet. He pressed one palm against my sternum to hold me in place, and then my head was pressing hard into the bark as I fell overboard.

“God, yes. You’re going to take my fingers off with that tight pussy.”

I brought my arm to my mouth and bit my own skin. I wouldn’t cave now—not when he was nearly done—but God, I didn’t want it to end. How he touched me so expertly pissed me off to no end. He had no right to make me feel this way after everything he’d done.

“Feels good, doesn’t it, Mads? Keep coming,” he whispered against my throat and lips, caressing my skin as gently as a butterfly’s wings. “I love the look on your face. It means you’re going to beg me to fuck you before long. You’ll be dying to have me get you off again. I’ll make you crawl to me first, but I’ll give you what you want. I’ll fuck you until you can’t see, and then I’ll fuck you some more. And I won’t stop until we’re both spent.” He kissed my neck tenderly, sending a shiver down my spine that had nothing to do with the orgasm. He was touching me too softly for what I knew of his personality, and it didn’t make any sense.

I panted hard, reaching down to grab his wrist and still his movement when I couldn’t take any more. My legs jerked and snapped together, trying to stem the pleasure, but he didn’t stop moving until my final quiver had passed. He withdrew his hand from my clothes slowly, his fingers glistening with my wetness. I jerked away as he pushed them toward my mouth, but he just spread it against my cheek instead.

“I’m impressed. I didn’t expect you to keep quiet. It made me even harder.” To prove his point, he grabbed my hand and pressed it between his legs. He was thick, and my fingers twitched around him involuntarily. Finally, a whimper escaped me.

He grinned. “There it is. A little too late for me, though. A promise is a promise.”

“What do you know about keeping your word?” I spat as I jerked my hand away.

Frowning, he pushed off me and wiped his hand on his shirt. “Watch your mouth. Just because I did this for you doesn’t mean I’ll allow you to be flippant with me.”

I snarled at him. “You think you did me a favor just now?”

“You can’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it.”

“That’s not the point!” My cheeks flushed. “I’m going back to the house.” Finally, he let me push past him. I wiped at my face, but it only smeared my cum farther across my jaw. Leaves and twigs crackled softly beneath our shoes as he followed me.

“I hate you.” I didn’t bother to hide the tears in my voice. The last of my defenses were swept away. “You don’t need to do this to me.”

“Whether I need to or not, I did. And I’ll do it again if I want.” He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me against him, pressing his erection into my back as he bit my ear. I closed my eyes and shuddered. “And I think you’ll let me.”

Tears leaked from my eyes as he kissed my temple and pushed me away. I stumbled forward, tripping over roots and stones as I walked as quickly as I could toward the house.

Why did I let him do that? Why hadn’t I fought harder? He had something on me now. There was no pretending that didn’t happen.

No matter where we went from here, I knew that he wanted me, and I could no longer deny that as much as I loathed him, I wanted him too.


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