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5. A night of extreme madness

Author: Meminger
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-14 22:31:16

Cassie POV

Josh threw me onto the bed clumsily, making me laugh. He was soon on top of me, kissing and grabbing my body. I wrapped my legs around him, desperate to feel him where I wanted him most—the area between my legs, already soaking wet after he’d gone down on me.

“I didn’t know old men could do that so masterfully,” I teased with a smirk.

“You haven’t seen anything yet, baby,” he said with a sly grin, his eyes devouring me with hunger.

I used my strength to switch positions and get on top of him, which made him laugh at my impatience. I knew he wanted to be romantic with me, but I felt like my pussy was going to burst into flames from how turned on I was.

So, I straddled his lap, legs on either side of his body, and started grinding deeply against his erection. My skintight dress had ridden up and bunched around my waist, leaving me fully exposed to him. “This little girl might have some naughty surprises…” I teased, grinding harder.

“Daddy approves of naughty surprises,” he smirked in approval.

The deft hands of the sexy man with me immediately went to my waist and ass, squeezing and guiding my movements. His eyes were glued to my body, staring at me with such desire, his hands caressing my curves and grabbing my ass…

I brought my mouth to his, kissing him passionately, our tongues intertwining. As I unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, I wanted to see what his body looked like without it—and I had to lick my lips at the sight, so deliciously tempting.

Joshua had a lean, tanned body, his torso defined with sexy tattoos. He was flawless, and tonight, this man was my man.

“You’re hot, daddy…” I whispered, barely aware of what I was saying, so out of my mind with desire.

Josh gave me a lopsided smile. “And you’re absolutely stunning, baby. I’m speechless with your beauty,” he said. His words felt so genuine that, for a moment, they made me forget everything, letting me get lost in the depth of his striking green eyes.

Then he grabbed me by the nape of my neck and pulled me into another kiss before tossing me back onto the bed without much care, making me let out a surprised squeal and laugh at his boldness. I loved that he was so hungry for me. His hand was on my thigh, his nose sniffing my skin.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard tonight I’ll wipe your mind clean,” he said, his voice low and husky, dangerously seductive, as the tip of his nose brushed my neck.

“I’m going to eat you so thoroughly your mind will go blank, and you’ll forget your own name. I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll get addicted in an unhealthy way. I’ll be in your dreams, your thoughts—when you least expect it, you’ll be thinking of me, touching yourself while imagining me, and no other guy will ever satisfy you again except me.”

“Daddy…” I couldn’t lie—his words sent shivers through me, not just from arousal but from a hint of fear too.

But Josh didn’t give me time to think. Now he was truly devouring me, starting to suck on my jaw down to my neck until it stung. I knew that area would be bruised purple by morning. He practically tore my dress off, revealing my round breasts that bounced free. I was moaning from his touch, arousal overtaking me.

“Fucking hell, I love it…” he muttered before grabbing my left breast hard while massaging my right, making me throw my head back and moan, biting my lips. I ran my hands over his broad back, craving more. Joshua got up and headed straight to the dresser in the room, probably looking for a condom.

I was impatient when he stepped away, so I slid my fingers to my pussy, rubbing them there and calling him with a pouty, puppy-dog face. “Come, please… I need you, Daddy…”

Joshua settled between my legs and pulled me closer by my back. He held his cock, rubbing the tip along the length of my pussy, looking at me with a mix of disdain and superiority, as if I were nothing more than a street slut he’d just claimed. And in that moment, I think I’d have killed for him if he asked…

I savored it when he penetrated me, careful and respectful, making me like him even more. But the feeling of having him inside me took my breath away.

I let out a moan of pain and pleasure, and the moans didn’t stop as he thrust deeper, making me roll my eyes and lose myself in delirium. He kept his hand on my sweet spot, my little button, rubbing his fingers there, making me writhe with pleasure.

“That’s it… Ohh! Daddy… Fuck!” I moaned, whimpering as he fucked me, hitting just the right spot in my pussy. He had the grip of a god, knowing how to make me bounce, fucking me the way he wanted while also making me enjoy it.

None of the guys I’d been with before came close to this man. He was mature and knew exactly where to touch me to make me feel good too. His positions didn’t make me uncomfortable but instead filled me with more lust and desperation for him.

It made me want more.

I wanted more of him, to feel him all over me, inside me. I was completely surrendered to him, and when I came that night, it was the first time I came before the guy.

Had I died and gone to paradise? Because that’s exactly how Josh Carter made me feel.

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