CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

GWEN POV

"Well, that's not good for you, is it?" I said, trying to sound unaffected and offended. But inside, I felt hot and shaky, and it wasn't from anger.

He took a step closer, his eyes intense. "Are you really saying that you wouldn't rather have my dck?"

I crossed my arms. "I'm telling you that your behavior is rude. You were annoyed that I'm even here, and now you're talking about that?"

He let out a sigh, a heavy rush of air. Then, in a move that surprised me and made him seem weak, he leaned forward and rested his forehead against mine. "It's that wanting again, Gwen. That feeling of wanting something that I absolutely know I should not have."

I closed my eyes tightly, trying to stop myself from believing his words, trying not to let his closeness affect me.

"Well, I guess it's a good thing we're not at the cabin anymore," I whispered. "We are in the real world now. April is right in the other room."

He shifted his weight. I heard a quiet click that sounded like a lock turning on the door. "In here, it's just you and me."

Then, he pressed his body against mine. His erection was hard and firm against my stomach, making me suck in a sharp breath. "Tell me right now that you don't want this."

I felt my own body betraying me. "It's not that I don't want it—"

"One last time, Gwen," he cut me off, his voice low and desperate. "Let's finish the year with one final, amazing bang."

Oh, God, the thought made my whole body ache. A small voice in my mind screamed at me to leave. He had his date, April, in the next room. His daughter was also close by. We were in a public place, even if it was a private corner. But when he was this close, touching me like this, the whole world seemed to disappear until it was only the two of us.

"But what about—"

He placed two fingers gently over my lips, silencing me. "It's just you and me, right now. Forget everything else. Tell me the truth: Have you stopped wanting me?"

I almost made a groaning sound from how much I wanted him. "No."

His eyes dropped to my mouth, then came back up to my eyes. "I jerked myself, thinking only of you, just the other day."

My gaze snapped to him. The surprise was real. "You did?"

His intense stare held mine completely. "I did." He reached out and lightly played with a piece of my hair. "Do you touch yourself, Gwen? When you're alone?"

I swallowed hard, feeling shy about answering such a private question.

"Do you think of me... and touch yourself?"

God, yes. Almost every night. "Yes," I finally admitted.

"And do you make those soft little sounds when you get there?"

"I... ah... I don't know," I stammered.

"I want to hear them." His hand slid up my thigh, lifting the fabric of my dress higher. "Are you wet for me right now?"

Dripping.

His finger slipped under my thin panties and into my slick folds. He let out a low, deep moan, then brought his fingers to his lips and sucked them clean.

"Nolan," I sighed, the word coming out as a mixture of a soft breath and a moan.

He pulled back slightly, his eyes burning with a dark, commanding fire. "Shhh. It's Alpha Daddy to you, Princess."

He looked down at my hand where it was resting on his chest. "Are you going to tell me to stop this?"

How could I? I looked up into his intense green eyes. I didn't want to fight him right now. I just wanted the confidence and courage that he had.

I cupped the hardness between his legs, loving the sharp hiss of breath he let out in response. "No," I breathed, letting the words be a surrender. "No, I'm not going to tell you to stop."

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NOLAN POV

What the fck am I doing?

The last thing, the absolute last thing, I should be doing is having sex with Gwen right now. We were in a popular club. I had a date waiting for me in the next room—a private room, but still the next room. My daughter was here, for Goodness sake!

But when I saw Gwen in that bright red dress that showed off practically everything, the beast inside me just broke. I couldn't handle the thought that every other man in this club was looking at her and seeing every perfect curve of her body.

So I made an excuse to my group and went looking for her. I knew where she and her friends would be because I had arranged a quiet, separate seating area for them. But she wasn't there. She was out on the main dance floor with that young Aaron kid. His hands were on her waist. For a second, a fleeting moment of logic, I thought that she had moved on from me. I even told myself it was a good thing. Our secret would be safe.

But that thought was immediately crushed by a wave of furious jealousy, and that only made me angrier. As usual for me, I had to take out my anger and frustration on the person who caused it—which was Gwen. It didn't help that she stood up to me, calling me out on my bad behavior.

Her defiance didn't make me want to push her away or punish her less. It made me want her more.

And so here I was, in a small, private storage-like room in a club, lifting Gwen up onto a sturdy table. I was already freeing her tits and pulling up her dress so I could fck her. I needed to thrust away this tight, scratching need that felt like it was going to destroy me whole.

If we were caught, we would probably be arrested for public indecency. There would be a huge public scandal that could seriously damage both of my businesses. And then there was the thought of April finding out. I should have thought that losing my daughter's respect and love would be enough to make me stop, but it wasn't. Right now, nothing else mattered more than getting inside Gwen’s sweet pussy.

My lips immediately found her nipple as I clumsily fumbled with the zipper of my pants to pull out my dick.

“Open for me, Gwen. Oh, fuck.” I felt like I was going to explode. I roughly pulled her panties down her legs, then guided myself to her opening. Gripping her hips hard, I pushed in with one long, powerful movement until my pelvis slapped against hers.

I let out a loud, beastly moan that seemed to fill the small room. If there were security cameras in here, I would be truly ruined. And yet, I couldn’t stop. Instead, I pulled back almost completely, then thrust in again. And again. And again. With every movement, the tightness inside me grew stronger. The wild need to be free became even more demanding.

I slapped her sexy ass cheek hard and started to pump my hips into her, making her let out a little shriek of pure pleasure. I quickly spat on my thumb and slid it into her anus. I knew she loved how that felt, remembering how it had made her come hard a few days ago. This time, it made her gasp loudly and let out a deep, satisfied sigh. Gwen pressed back against my cock with every single thrust.

I didn't slow down. Gwen suddenly screamed out, her voice raw, "Oh, Alpha Daddy, please, oh my God, yes!" She then grabbed my hips and slowed the pace herself, looking up at me and saying, "Alpha Daddy, I want you to fck my pussy, fuck that pussy please."

I knew I wasn't going to last much longer at this speed. I had almost come when Gwen had her mouth on my cock a few times. Now that I was deep inside her tight, young pussy, thrusting with all my might, it was only a matter of seconds.

She moaned loudly, her voice cracking, "Oh, Alpha Daddy, your cock is so big and my pussy is so tight. Please don't hurt me. Mmmmm, oh, oh, fuck!"

Our combined moans became louder and faster. She reached a hand between my legs and started to stroke my balls as I continued to drive into her. My own grunts and moans grew louder, too close now to that point of no return.

Just as I felt the cum building up, I suddenly remembered the huge risk I was taking. I stopped thrusting, let my cock slide out of Gwen’s pussy, and then pushed it against her sexy butt.

I pressed her firm cheeks together and started thrusting hard again. My cock was sliding quickly between her beautiful, tight butt cheeks, the head of my dick popping out each time I pulled back. I was basically using her ass cheeks to jerk myself off. With one final, powerful thrust and a deep, guttural moan, I exploded in a massive spurt of cm which shot right up the length of Gwen’s back. Another spurt followed, and then another. A hot, sticky pool of my cum collected in the small of her back. I hadn't come this much in years... no, I had never come this much before!