Page 60 of Mister Stark


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I spun around because my pussy ached for him. It begged me to give into his every need and let him have all the control. He was a man who thrived on power and I wanted him to own me.

He groaned from behind me as my hands braced against the crisp glass and my hot breath fogged it up. Each breath I panted with the desired anticipation of his thirst for me, and I wanted nothing more than for him to plunge himself inside of me. To dive deep into my pussy hole and bury himself inside.

His hand ran down my wet hair, and he curled it into his fist. He pulled it backwards as I whimpered and he ran his other hand down my arched backside. He took his time as he played with me and took in the beauty of his princess. All wet and ready for him to bang.

His cock teased my entrance. He dragged the tip of himself over it and grazed my ass. His other hand rested on my left hip and the water ran down his back. Daddy was a wet beast, ready to claim his princess.

“Fuck me, daddy.” I hissed with pleasure.

And he drove right into me.

His dick pounded into my pussy at full force. He didn’t let up as I squealed and my hands slipped on the glass. I tried to grab something, anything to hold on to as his power raged into me, but there was nothing. He banged his dick into my juicy pussy as my left cheek met the glass and my breath fogged it up. His force was so strong I couldn’t stop myself from crying out for more.

The pleasure he inflicted on me was profound and unlike anything I’d ever felt before. The sweet sound of wet flesh smacked together and echoed inside the shower. It mixed with my moans of delight as I fell deeper into his grasp and he pressed me up against the glass. Fucked me hardcore as everything spun and it lost me in him.

He grunted with each thrust as his pace slowed, but he dove deep inside me. Buried his dick within me, just like I wanted him to. My pussy walls wrapped themselves around him and clenched his throbbing cock with each wave of pleasure.

He yanked my head backwards with one swift pull of my hair and whispered in my ear. “You’re mine, princess.”

I looked back at him as the heat sizzled between us, and we locked eyes. “Yes, daddy, I’m all yours.”

It sent him over the edge as he pounded into me and didn’t lose momentum. I cried out for him with a long squeal of his name and he growled from above me. His cock pulsated, and I knew his seed was coming. He couldn’t hold it back as his release took over his face, and he filled me up. The force of his pounds set me tumbling over the edge and my climax rang out.

“Oh, fuck, daddy!” I cried with passion.

“Oh, fuck, Celeste...” He groaned my name with lust.

Bright stars filled my eyes as I panted my release and he still beat into me. He kept going until I was complete and pulled his hard cock from me. I felt his seed drip down the sides of my pussy lips as he kissed my mouth and didn’t stop. I was taken by him and he wound up in me. We couldn’t get enough of each other and didn’t want this moment to end.

I hated to admit it, but Dylan’s plan had worked. He brought us to this place for us to get closer, but for a very different reason. He wanted us to get along and work together. We’d done just that and so much more. But as he carried me back to the bedroom, my heart sang.

My heartbeat for him and I wanted nothing but him. I wanted my fiancé’s father to be mine. My heart belonged to him and I could never get it back. I didn’t want it back because this getaway brought me closer to him.

He laid me back down on the bed and covered me with the sheets. The tenderness of it seared through my soul as he touched my cheek and his eyes searched mine. I wanted them to tell me he felt it too, but it never came. But I knew as he laid down beside me and squeezed my hand tight, I had fallen in love with him.

And it terrified me.










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