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"Arghhh... Mmm..."
"Please don't stop," I moaned, my head throwing back into the pillows as my eyes rolled in pleasur "You're really talented with this, Daddy," I panted, the words tumbling out of me like a plea. I lay across the bed, my legs spread wide for him. Charles, my best friend's father qahad his head between my thighs, his tongue working magic on my wet pussy. Suddenly, he stopped. He slid up my body and looked down at me, a devious smirk playing on his lips. "Should I stop, Maya?" he teased, his dark eyes locked onto mine. I bit my bottom lip, desperation rising in my chest. A soft "No" escaped my throat. "Please don't stop... I want you to fuck me already," I whispered, gripping the sheets. Instead of answering, Charles leaned down and captured my mouth. He savored my lips in a deep kiss. I closed my eyes, melting into the heat as I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck. I had dreamed about this exact moment for months, and I couldn't believe it was finally happening. He dragged his lips away from mine, tracing a trail of burning kisses down my jaw and straight to my neck. "Mmm... Arghhh, Daddy..." I moaned out loud. "I want you so badly," his deep voice came out hoarse with desire. I clamped my thighs against his waist, feeling myself getting soaking wet underneath him. In one smooth movement, Charles used his large hand to drag down the strap of my silk nightdress, completely exposing my boobs to the cool air of the room. His eyes darkened as he stared down at me. "These look bigger than the last time I saw you, Maya." His voice sounded so sexy that I bit my lip again, heat rushing through my entire body. Without another word, his warm tongue went straight to my left breast, nibbling and sucking on my boobs, while his other hand reached over to pinch and roll my right nipple. "Ahm... Ahh!" I cried out, arching my back into his touch. Then, heavy footsteps echoed right outside the bedroom door. "Mmmhh... Charles, we have to stop," I gasped between moans, panic suddenly mixing with the pleasure. "Someone is coming!" "They can fuck off," Charles growled against my skin, refusing to lift his head as he continued biting down softly on my boobs. "Arhhhg... Daddy, please!" Knock. Knock. The door handle jiggled violently from the outside. In a flash, Charles lifted his heavy body, grabbed a handful of my nightdress, and pulled it back over my chest. He pressed his broad hand firmly over my mouth, pinning me flat against the mattress. "Dad? Are you in there?" Christie’s voice called out from the other side of the thin wood. "I thought I heard someone talking." My heart pounded against my ribs. Charles didn't flinch. He leaned down until his lips brushed the shell of my ear, his hips pressing heavy between my thighs as he whispered, "Don't make a sound, sugar." It was a long, exhausting day at school, but as I stood naked in front of the bathroom mirror after a warm shower, my eyes remained locked on the deep purple mark on my neck. I tried to focus on my homework, spreading my textbooks across my desk, but I couldn't concentrate. Fuck... my pussy was throbbing. I need him inside me right now. I couldn't just sit in my room waiting for him to call me. I slipped on my thin silk robe as i crept down the hallway to his master suite. I pushed his door open. Charles was sitting on the edge of his massive king-sized bed, reviewing documents on his tablet. He was completely shirtless, his broad, muscular chest glistening under the warm lights. I climbed onto the mattress, wrapping my arms around his neck from behind. "I got tired of waiting for an invitation," I whispered, my voice thick with raw desire. "My body is burning for you, Daddy... do whatever you want to me." Charles paused. He slowly set his tablet on the nightstand, openin
"I seriously can't wait to graduate from this damn school," I muttered to myself, adjusting my outfit in the mirror before heading downstairs. When I reached the main foyer, Christie was already waiting near the front door. "Oh, good, you're down," Christie said, nodding toward the living room. "My dad wants to introduce us to someone." I walked into the room to find Charles sitting in the armchair with his legs crossed, looking impeccably handsome and sexy. Standing beside him was a towering, heavily muscled man wearing a crisp black suit and an earpiece. "Maya, good, you're ready," Charles said smoothly, his dark eyes sweeping over me. "This is Marcus. He will be driving you and Christie to school and escorting you everywhere you go from now on." "Seriously, Dad... including the bathroom?" Christie joked, rolling her eyes. "This isn't a joke, Christie," Charles replied, his voice stern. "Marcus will ensure both of you are safe." Five minutes later, Marcus drove us to
"Hey... Hey... Fuck off, Cole!" Christie snapped, shoving herself right between us and pushing Cole back a step. "That's enough for today. Quit acting so desperate!" Christie scoffed, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward our lecture hall. I glanced back over my shoulder toward the driveway, but Charles's SUV was already gone. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding, assuming he hadn't seen a thing. An hour later, I was sitting in my marketing class while Professor Stone lectured. I couldn't focus at all. My mind kept racing back to Cole. Why did he suddenly show up after all this time? Suddenly, my phone vibrated against the desk. I looked down, it was Cole calling. I declined it instantly, but two seconds later, it started buzzing again. "Do we have a problem, Miss Harrington?" Professor Stone's strict voice cut through the quiet room. Every head in the lecture hall turned to look at me. "I'm so sorry... please excuse me," I whispered, grabbing my phone and sli
"Arthur, give me ten minutes to pull on some clothes, and I'll meet you by the fireplace," Charles called out, his deep, rumbling voice completely calm. "Alright, but hurry before the girls wake up," my dad's voice echoed from the hallway. The moment his footsteps faded down the hall, Charles rolled over, placing his weight gently on top of me. He leaned down, capturing my lips in a deep, agonizingly slow kiss, tasting every inch of my mouth until a soft moan escaped my throat mhhhh.... His lips trailed down my jawline to my collarbone, his teeth lightly nipping at my flushed skin and leaving one last stinging mark right above my boobs. "Put your robe on," he rasped against my ear, his gravelly voice sending a wave of heat in my puss. "Go back to your room before the whole house wakes up."I gathered my silk robe, wrapping it tightly around my body, and crept quietly down the hallway back to my room. Two hour later, I showered, dressed, and walked down to the main flo
I spread my legs wide open on my bed, pushing my pink vibrator deep against my swollen pussy and cranking it to the highest setting. "Arghhhh... Fuck..." I was so fucking horny. It had been two full days since we arrived at the mountain cabin, but Charles had been acting distant and composed. We hadn't fucked in forty-eight hours, and my body was practically going into withdrawal. "Mmmhh..." I moaned, biting my pillow as I pictured Charles's broad, muscular frame slamming me into the mattress. Bang! My bedroom door flew open. My heart nearly burst out of my chest as I scrambled to hide the toy. "Fuck! Is that a vibrator?!" Christie giggled wickedly from the doorway. "You seriously need to get yourself a boyfriend, Maya!" "Why don't you ever knock, Christie?!" I snapped in frustration, tossing the vibrator onto the nightstand. "Duh, to catch you doing naughty things! I was just bored anyway, going back to my room," she laughed, slamming the door shut. I colla
My stomach slammed against the cold marble sink as I was bent forward, my eyes locked onto his reflection in the mirror as he unbuckled his belt without a second's hesitation. I bit my lower lip, taking in his muscular frame standing behind me. Fuck, I loved how rough he could be. Before I could even catch my breath, Charles drove his massive, rock-hard cock deep inside me in one swift, heavy stroke. "Argh!" I gasped, clamping my hand over my mouth to suppress a scream as he began pounding into me at a punishing pace. He gathered my hair in his fist, pulling my head back so I was forced to stare straight into the mirror. He smashed into me from behind, his hips driving relentlessly against mine, pushing deeper with every thrust. "Mmmhh... Daddy, you're so good..." I whimpered, my thighs trembling under the friction. Charles tightened his grip on my hair, leaning down until his dark eyes met mine in the glass, his voice dropping to a low growl against my e







