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CHAPTER 3

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Stephane's POV::

"Look at that ass. So fucking perfect." I grunt. She is. Aleen looks back at me with bright hungry eyes. She is killing me. I am so hard, I could lose my mind. But I don't just want to give her what she wants. I want to make her beg for it.

Unexpectedly, I pull my palm back and smack her ass cheek not too gently but not too hard either, the sound rings in my ears, her soft cheeks ripple and I grip her waist for support. Aleen moans out loud. She looks back at me, biting her lips.

"You naughty girl. You like that, don't you?" I ask, my dark eyes burn onto her skin, I haven't touched her how I want yet but I am so already so hard. I want her so desperately. This is madness. Utter madness. But it is so hard to turn away from her and those seductive eyes. She wrapped her hands around my cock earlier and I can't think straight anymore.

Fuck. This is so wrong but I am feral with need for her at this point. Nothing short of the end of the world would stop me from taking her right here. Burying myself in that warm cunt of hers that I know would be tight as hell. Fuck.

"Yes daddy." She moans and that does it for me. I grab the waistband of her shorts and yank it down, my fingers digging into her soft velvety skin roughly, a deep guttural grunt escapes my throat when I see that she was not putting on underwear.

"You like what you see?" Aleen moans softly, arching her back further so her pert round ass goes higher into the air, her pink pussy glints at me. I go blind with lust. I grab her ass and pull her hard against my hard cock. I grunt. I just needed to feel that rich softness of her skin.

"You are even better than I imagined, Aleen." I admit it. I have jerked off to thoughts of her. She caught me the last time in the bathroom. I can't forget the hungry shy look she gave me when she caught me. She blushed deeply and ran away.

I pull back and smack her left cheek, the ripples and bounces from that one smack are enough to bring me to my knees. She moans softly. Low and incredibly sensual. Urging me on. She is like a nymph. Insatiable. Tempting. Seductive. Innocent. Dangerous.

"Fuck me, daddy. Now. I can't wait any longer." Aleen calls to me.

I glance at the door, we have been alone for a while now but I can't tell for how much longer. This is very dangerous. If anyone walked in, I will be doomed.

"You are so dangerous, Aleen and it makes me so fucking hard." I growl, I throw caution to the wind, grabbing her soft cheeks, I pull down my boxers and my hard cock springs free, pulsing and hungry, I guide myself into her wet slick entrance and we both moan out loud at the incredibly delicious sensation of the connection.

"You are so thick inside me, Stephane. Fuck. You are ripping me apart." Aleen tries to wriggle free. I hold her tight, keeping her captive. She wanted this so she will get it. All of it. I don't allow myself to think about what I am doing and how taboo it is. I am so fucking turned on by her that I can't think beyond the tightness of her pussy walls clenching around my pulsing cock.

"Look at you taking all this cock. Good girl. Good girl." I praise her as I feed her inch by inch, taking my sweet time. But time is not something we have right now. So this has to be quick. With one swift thrust, I push my full length into her and almost combusted. I grip her hips tightly, fighting for some control.

"Harder. Harder. Stephane. Fuck. Harder." Aleen is moaning, her head is pressed sideways against the wall, and I am thrusting at a speed that makes me feel like I could climax and die of a heart attack at the same time. My chest constricts and I just continue pumping away. Losing my mind to the wild beast within. She is so soft. So warm. So tight.

"Your fucking pussy is so tight, Aleen. This is insane." I grunt. Her moaning gets louder, more dangerous because I only swell thicker inside her, it is a damn fuel to keep at it like a feral beast taking his mate, but then the louder she gets, the more chances of being caught.

"I am soaking wet for only you, Stephane." She says and damn, I thrust harder, desperately, hungrily, the sounds of my hips colliding against her soft ass is like gunshots. I keep at it. Aleen arches deeper. Letting me fuck her at a steep more sensitive angle. I can't believe how much of a filthy girl she could be. She reaches back to push at my hips, I grab her hand and pull her back, using her wrists as a clutch, my thrusts get more wild, I am close, she is soaking wet around my cock. I watch and hear the sloppiness of it all and I close my eyess as I race to the end.

"I am close. Fuck. Fuck. Don't stop, daddy. This feels too good. Your cock feels too good buried inside me like this." Aleen moans loudly.

"You like that. You like that." I reply her, grunting just as loudly, not caring that anyone could walk in. The wedding holding out in the garden is my closest friend's. All my family is out there. And this is what I am doing up here. Fucking my stepdaughter.

"I am coming..." Aleen lets rip a loud cry and I feel her entire body quiver in my arms. I follow her, grunting deeply as I shoot my seeds inside her. She takes it all in, her pretty pink pussy fills up with my fluid and it is the most perfect thing I have ever seen.

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