Semua Bab Daddies Do It Better: Forbidden Desires Duet : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Kylie I’m horny.Really horny. Not once has Jesse made me come today. He’s torturing me, I know it. We washed each other in the shower, him touching me and getting me all riled up before stepping back, ignoring his hard cock.He’s smirking as he watches me now. I shuffle uncomfortably in my chair as we play a game.His choice.We have the day together, and he wants to sit and play a board game. His chest is bare, and his hair is wet from the shower. I want to jump him, but I refuse to give in.Instead, I decide to torture him back.Standing up, I purposely don’t pull my dress down, flashing my ass and lack of underwear at him as I stroll to the counter and swipe a lolly from it. I always used to see the way he watched me with them. I don’t even know why he kept them around.We bought them as a joke. I’m thinking now it might have been because he was a glutton for punishment. Ripping away the wrapper, I turn, and with my eyes on him, I suck the strawberry lolly into my mouth, moani

Kylie I clean up and slip back into my dress, then we finish our board game and he wins, because I’m distracted by his dirty promise. He was so calm and matter of fact. He’s going to fuck me. I don’t know when or how. I’m just waiting, and it makes me a lust-filled mess.A puddle under his gaze, and he knows it.He smirks arrogantly, the same one he gave me the first time I met him. He puts away the board game, slowly and calmly, as I stare at him. I wiggle in my chair as I watch him, observing the way his forearms move and biceps clench.The flex of his ass in his tight jeans. It has me almost drooling.Jesse can nearly make me come without even trying. It’s embarrassing really, and addictive. I’ve never felt this insanely attracted to someone, and I find that I’m sad just thinking about this coming to an end.Because it has to, right?It’s just so explosive. Every time we’re together, I expect it to lessen, but it only gets stronger. He plays my body like an instrument. He looks

Kylie I shiver under his dark gaze as he runs it across my splayed body. Leaning back on my elbows, I part my legs wider, letting him get a good look at my wet pussy.“I wanted to fuck you that night and every night, but that shirt…fuck, I could see your nipples through it. I wanted to rip it off and sink into your body, fuck you right there under his nose. Claim you like I wanted since I first met you. Angel, you tested my resolve, you made me feel so weak.” He leans down and sucks my nipple into his mouth, making me groan and arch my neck back as I clutch his head to my chest.But he fights my hands and lifts it, his dark eyes looking at me across my body. “Do you know what I did when you left?” I shake my head, my eyes wide, heart slamming. “I fucked myself right here, screwed my hand as I remembered the way your tits bounced when you walked, the way your tight little ass moved in those shorts. The way your lips curled in mischief…the way your eyes lit up. I imagined it was your p

Kylie “Yes, and yes,” I reply, and he chuckles as he slides his hand down to my thigh, stroking it before running his knuckles back up. He glides higher and higher, almost to my pussy, bunching up his shirt.“I imagine it sometimes. I even stand here and remember it as I fuck my hand, wishing it was your pretty, tight young pussy. I felt so dirty wanting you, but I couldn’t stop, and I knew what you looked like then. The curve of your full breasts, your wide hips, and long legs…the way your ass jiggled as you dropped. The way your nose scrunched up as you came.” His hand slides higher until he grips my pussy in a hard, possessive grasp. “The way you flushed so prettily just before you came.”“Jesse,” I gasp, pushing my pussy into his hand, dripping for him already. I need him to fill me. His dirty words and possessive hands have me on the verge of begging.“I want you, right now, just like that. I’m going to make you ride me on his bed, just like you did that night, and you’ll love i

JesseI have the urge to rip it off and bend her over the table, but I don’t, even though her eyes drop in disappointment like she expected it. “Sit, Angel,” I demand, and she does, sinking into her chair as I serve her, then myself.Once I’m seated, I place my napkin on my lap and watch, eyes narrowed, as she picks at her food.“Eat, or I’ll put you over my knee,” I threaten.She grins. “Is that a promise?” she purrs, but takes a big, purposeful bite, making me smile as I dig in myself, but the air is strained.Both of us are unsure what to say or do. She’s leaving, I know that, but I wish she would stay.She makes this empty house feel like a home.When she’s finished eating, she sips her coffee and our legs tangle under the table, the dark of it allowing us to reach for each other. We’re back to being a secret again, but fuck that. I want the whole world to know she’s my girl. I want to scream it, I want them to watch her in my arms and know she’s mine.Kicking my chair back, I dr