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“Fletcher!”

He chuckles. “I’m joking. But I want to know because… if it wasn’t any good for you, I’m gonna kick his ass.”

“It was fine.”

“Just fine?”

“I mean… I didn’t…”

Fletcher stops me with his lips and then pulls away.

“Sorry,” he whispers. “I just realized how fucked up it is for me to ask you about that. It’s just… I love you and I’m too old for you and it’s messing with my head.”

“It’s not our fault we fell for each other.”

“You’re right,” Fletcher says. “It’s my fault.”

I boldly find the courage to reach forward between Fletcher’s legs and touch the most forbidden part of him. My thighs twitch as my hands cup between his legs and hold Fletcher’s aroused cock through his pants. His dick feels heavy as my hands cup around it and he makes an extremely surprised and frustrated grunt as I touch him.

Fletcher’s cheeks turn red immediately and his mouth hangs open stupidly in surprise as I hold on to his thick dick.

“Is this your fault too?” I ask. “Because I think it’s my fault.”

“You didn’t tempt me,” he whispers. “I never… I love you because… I don’t know…”

He closes his eyes, and I stroke his dick through his pants. I love his reaction to me holding him. Fletcher bites his lower lip and shuts his eyes, desperately trying to gain control of himself. Being in control works just fine for me right now. I rub my hand over Fletcher’s dick and he grows in my hand. How the hell can that heavy monster get bigger?

“This is painful,” Fletcher groans. “Fuck, why do you know what you’re doing?”

“Because I know you,” I whisper. “So I can guess what you like.”

I move my body closer to Fletcher’s and slip my hands into his pants so I can wrap my hand around his bare dick. Fletcher groans again as I wrap my hand around his dick. Holy fuck, his cock is thick. I can’t get my hand all the way around it, he’s that thick. His arousal grows even more as I hold his dick and use it to draw him closer to me so I can kiss him.

His grasp on me definitely hurts now, but I don’t want him to stop grabbing me and proving to me how desperately he wants to claim me.

“I’m gonna cum, babe,” he whispers. “Oh fuck. This is too fucked up…”

“Shhh,” I whisper, kissing his neck. “Just let me touch your big white dick.”

“Britt,” Fletcher scolds and then I feel his dick pulsing and he explodes. Oh my God. Fletcher’s cock spurts thick ropes of cum. I just touched him. I barely touched him and he explodes just from his lust for me. He shudders and then mutters a few choice words under his breath.

“I have never wanted anyone this badly,” he whispers. My hands are covered with sticky cum and the insides of Fletcher’s pants are now coated with sticky fluid. My chest tightens in a nervous knot. Fletcher grabs me by my shoulders and plants a firm kiss on my lips. My hands are still in his pants and as he kisses me, I push my tongue into his mouth and his cock grows in my hand again. Fuck yes.

I wrap my sticky fingers around Fletcher’s thick stick of flesh and tease him with the lubrication from his cum. His breath catches and he mutters those choice words under his breath again.

“You’re killing me.”

“What about me?” I whisper back as I stroke his impressive cock. “You’re already done.”

Fletcher chuckles. “I am far from done, Britt.”

“It feels like you’re done,” I whisper, rubbing my hand in the mess in Fletcher’s pants just so I can feel more of his shaft. It’s so warm in my grasp and my thighs feel all gushy and wet from doing something so incredibly wrong. Touching Fletcher is the most taboo thing I’ve ever done and I have zero regrets about wrapping my hands around my dad’s best friend’s big white dick.

“Take my pants off,” he whispers. “Get your mouth around my cock and I’ll show you just how done I am.”

Fletcher smirks after the first brutal demand he’s ever issued me in my life.

“Did you just use your cop voice?”

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