LOGINB R U C EāFuck,ā I grunt as her tight pussy pulls my orgasm from me. I hold myself deep inside her as I empty my balls of every last drop. Once Iām drained, I pull out and sit back, just looking at her ass in the air.My cum starts to drip out, and I use my finger to scoop it up and push it back in. āYou should stay like that for another minute, but if you do, Iāll just want to fuck you again.āSophie's response is to wiggle her ass at me, and I smile, because she wants it again.āYou want it again?āāYes, Bruce. It feels so good, having you in me.āāOkay, one more time, and Iāll just leave it in you after that. You can sleep with my cock inside you in case you wake up and want more.āāPlease,ā she begs, wiggling her ass again.I sit up and push inside her again, my cock still hard and erect. Cum from our previous sessions runs down the sides and coats us everywhere, making a mess. I love it.I fuck her hard this time, wanting to give her what she needs. It doesnāt take long befor
B R U C EāThis may hurt a little, just breathe and be still. Iām trying to control myself because I just want you so much.āāOkay. Do it quick, I want the pain over with, and you inside me.āāFuck. Donāt talk dirty like that to me, baby. Iāll cum before I get in you.āShe giggles a little, and I canāt help but think sheās going to use that against me.I prop myself up on my elbows and put my hands on either side of her face, making her look at me as I enter her. We lock eyes as I thrust inside her, tearing through her innocence and claiming her as mine.She lets out a shout and closes her eyes as if in pain.āLook at me.āShe snaps her eyes open at my words, looking into my eyes, and I hold myself still as she adjusts. Sheās so tight itās painful, and we both need a second to catch our breath. Iām still not fully sheathed inside of her. This is the only moment in my life I can recall hating having a big cock.Her eyes start to water, making my heart clench. I pepper kisses all ov
B R U C EToday is the day I meet the lawyer to finalize the details of Debraās estate. Today is the day I absolve myself of any paternal responsibilities for Sophie. And my feelings for her are most definitely not paternal.Iāve never had someone consume me the way she does. Iāve forgotten everything important to me, and Iāve only got her on my mind.My priority was always work. Whatever came after that was much farther down the list. But since meeting Sophie, sheās the only thing I see.Work doesnāt exist, and while itās driving me crazy, I love it. Iām consumed by something that I actually want, not something that I thought I needed to do. No, this was for me. Something Iāve chosen for myself.I sit on the edge of the bed, my mind racing. If I go to her, I go to her as a man, not as a figure of authority or as a guardian. I need to be sure that this is the right thing to do. For her and for me.I stand up and pace for what feels like hours, but when I look back at the time, itās
S O P H I EI know Iām young, but losing my mother, whom I never really knew, made me think about what I want from life. I donāt want to have to do something to please someone else. I want to break the cycle and not get trapped in their kind of life. I want love, a family, bake sales, date nights, and fighting over not taking out the stupid trash. God, I relished the idea of having someone to fight with me. Someone who would actually fight back.Not just dismiss me.For a moment, I thought I saw that look in Bruce's eyes. That longing for more, for a connection with another person. Part of me wants to try to show him we could have that too, that we could walk away from all of this. But part of me doesnāt want to have to ask for it.Grabbing my pillow, I pull it under my head and close my eyes. For a moment, I think I catch the smell of him. A lingering scent of what we did last night, and for some reason, the thought makes me mad. Iām just making this worse for myself. Thinking
S O P H I EDing!My Facebook alert goes off again. If someone sends me one more Candy Crush request, Iām going to block them, I think, clearing the notification.I hear what sounds like a growl from behind me. I turn my head to look at Bruce, my hair slipping off my shoulder as I do so. Heās sitting on the chair behind me, just staring at me while I lie on the floor, playing with my iPad. He sits with his long legs extended out before him, reminding me how crazy tall he is. The top button of his shirt is undone, and he looks more laid-back than normal. Heās been doing it all day, just watching me.His green eyes bore into me, his jaw clenched tight, a five oāclock shadow showing on his face. I roll my eyes and return to searching for a new book to read, browsing the selections. I know he wants to ask, because he asked the last three times my iPad dinged. He wants to know whoās messaging me, mistaking the game dings as actual messages. I didnāt correct him, and each time I just
B R U C EI go back to the breakfast bar and sit down, taking a drink of my scotch.I think about what sheās just said, and what she really means. She wants someone to choose her. Sophie wants someone in her life, for once, to pick her over everything else.After a couple of hours and more than a couple of drinks, I finally get up and make my way to my bedroom. I have played Sophieās words over and over in my head. As I walk down the hall, I pause outside her door, listening for any sounds.āGet it together, Bruce,ā I whisper to myself, and then go to my room.I get undressed and slide on some loose shorts, preparing to rub my aching cock before I pass out. It hurts all the time now, and itās because of Sophie. I never had this problem before. I went years without anything more than a twitch.I let out a frustrated grunt and climb onto the cool sheets, reaching down to palm my throbbing dick. I rub it a few times, thinking of Sophie, and then her words from tonight pop into my he







