Imprisoned With my Best Friend’s Dad Read Online Flora Ferrari

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
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As gently as I can when she’s driving me to the very edge, I glide my dick upward, slowly, gently, feeling her spread open for me. I swear, I almost explode right here, the pleasure bursting inside me with more temptation than I can believe. She stares up at me as I glide deeper.

“I told you,” I groan. “Your body wants this.”

She bites her lip. “You’re the only man I’ve ever wanted.”

Outside, something makes a screek noise, maybe a tree snapping. It’s like the end of the world is rushing against us, yet all we have to focus on is each other. Let the world burn. Let it wash away as long as I have my Emma, and she has me.

I lean over, kissing her tits and then up her neck, all the while gliding deeper and deeper into her. She squeezes on so damn seductively, coaxing me into her body as I take her virginity. An insane thought slams into me. I’m the only man she’ll ever be with.

I’m skipping too far into the future, letting my thoughts twist into craziness, but it’s true. I am—just me. Nobody else will ever touch her. What am I thinking?

She’s taking more and more of me.

“Oh, fuck,” she moans.

I lean back, letting myself stare down between our bodies. My dick is sliding right into her wet fuck hole. I push into the hilt, owning her. Then I kiss her again, whispering. “How does your first time feel?”

“You’re so big,” she moans.

“You’re so tight. It’s hard not to explode in you right now.”

“Really?” she whispers.

“Yes,” I growl. “It’s like your pussy’s caressing my come out of me.”

Her eyes widen. “I just realized…”

I slide out of her. “Shit…”

She sits up in bed, folding her legs and wrapping her arms around them. Maybe she’s doing this to cover parts of herself as if she’s trying to maintain her modesty with me, but all it does is highlight her slit.

“Have you got one?” she asks, meaning a condom.

“No,” I snap. “I didn’t think…”

“Liar,” she says, standing up, causing her body to sway so damn alluringly. I don’t give a damn if she doesn’t like my terminology. I’m leaking for every shimmer of her creamy body. “You thought of it. I thought of it.”

“Okay, Miss Mature,” I snap. “Did you bring one?”

She shakes her head. “Fair point.”

“Bend over, Emma.”

She slowly opens her legs, that daring, adventurous look in her eyes. “But what about…”

“I can’t stop now. Neither can you. I need to feel your slit again.”

“I don’t know if I can bend over. It felt so tight last time.”

“However you want,” I growl. “That’s how I need you—however makes you ready for my dick.”

She lies on her back again, opening her legs, showing me that glistening pussy. “We shouldn’t,” she says. “Should we?”

“No,” I tell her. “None of this should be happening.”

I climb onto the bed and bring my dick to her hole, holding her gaze as I push in deeply. She makes a moaning noise that has me thrusting hard. The mattress whines beneath us as I pound into her. She gasps and clings to me with her fingernails, squeezing tightly, scratching like she’s eagerly pulling me toward her. I lean down, feeling her tits press against my chest, hammering her slickness, taking her hard.

Her moans take on a fascinated tone. It’s like she can’t believe we’re doing this, can’t believe I’m claiming her. Damn, she’s tight. I can’t believe how good she feels.

“Oh, yuh-yes,” she pants like she’s going to run out of air. “Oh, yeah. Yeah.”

“Yeah?” I roar as the wind batters against the walls, shaking the cabin.

“Fuck, fuck,” she screams like she never could if Mike was here. Only the blizzard can hear us. Nobody can ever know about this. I’m shocked it doesn’t melt the snow outside, the heat. She’s so, so tight. So hot. So mine.

“Come for me,” I demand. “Then I’m bending you over. Your pussy will take it. Cream.” I pound into her so hard the whole bed shakes. She moans and arches her back, the veins bulging on her neck, the pleasure bursting out of her perfect body. “For.” I slide out, teasing her hole, feeling her flutter against my end. “Me.”

I drive in, then she wraps her arms around me and grabs my back over my shirt. She holds me tight as she comes, her walls pulsing around my dick, sending waves of her release down over me. I pound into her even harder, over and over, taking her warm pussy.

When she finally stops coming, she blinks up at me, her eyes glistening. “Oh my God,” she whispers. “That was so much better than I dreamed it.”

“We didn’t have fun in your dreams?” I tease, sliding out of her and then palming her sweet slit again, keeping her warm as she smiles up at me. She looks hazy and almost drunk, like she’s high on the orgasm. As high as I am on her.


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