Step-Baller (Wanting What’s Wrong #3) Read Online Dani Wyatt

Categories Genre: Erotic, Novella, Sports, Taboo, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Wanting What's Wrong Series by Dani Wyatt
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Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37885 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
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He kisses my lower lips, flicking up and down my slit, then parts me with his tongue as there’s another soft click and I buck and tug at the restraints.

“Pleasure can be too much sometimes, baby. I’ve been waiting for you for so long now, I’m on my knees, and this pussy that’s been teasing me is going to pay the piper.”

He eats me with the hunger of a thousand starving men. Turning his head back and forth, clicking that damn button over and over as he jabs his tongue into my opening, lapping and slurping, groaning and swallowing, coming up for air, licking his lips, face drenched, and I am no longer Mina. I am this object for his pleasure and I want to give him everything. It’s chemical. Something inside me changes and I would do whatever he asks.

He pumps a finger just inside me as the vibrator turns frantic and he centers his focus on my clit. He’s licking and sucking on that nub of nerves as I arch my back and the vibrator reaches a crescendo as I buck against his face.

“Daddy, please, don’t stop…don’t—don’t—”

“Don’t come until you ask like a good girl,” he says. Another click, and everything in my world goes silent. I’m hanging over the cliff, looking down, frozen in the air as I summon the magic words.

“Please, Daddy, let me come.”

“Good girl.”

It’s everything, all of it, again, all at once and I don’t know if it’s how those two little words seem to lodge themselves into my soul or the cacophony of sensory overload from his mouth, the toy inside me and the pinch on my nipples that sends me into orbit.

The ropes dig in as my body convulses. The lust tension in my core spins and flies apart, sending me higher and higher as I grind myself against Jack’s mouth, begging for more until there’s nothing left and I’m a sobbing, twitching, soaking mess, blubbering and muttering when I feel the pressure against my lips.

“Say you’re sorry and suck Daddy off. It’s your first time, my first time, but we both know you’ll do a good job. Now, open up, I’m not going to last. You’re so pretty all messy and spread wide. But, you’re going to be a lot prettier in a second when I’m fucking your face.” He’s straddling the bench, his swollen head greedy at my lips, pushing inward as I open, open, trying to take his girth with a desperate choke as he smooths my hair off my cheek.

I do my best to take what he gives, the tang of his pre-cum spreading over my tongue as he drives to the back of my throat in one thrust. He didn’t even bother to take off his shorts, the elastic in the front tucked down behind his balls as they slap and bounce off my chin.

“My sweet little slut with a mouthful of Daddy’s cock. Just do your best, baby, first time is special for us both. That mouth of yours is already magic.”

Jack plows in and out of my lips as I gurgle and turn boneless. The vibrator stirs to life again, widening my eyes, looking up to see the set of his jaw, the vein in his forehead and a memory of him from some time before flashing through my mind.

“How long I’ve waited for you,” he grits out, pain in his eyes as the memories float by. He’s younger in my mind, so I must be remembering a photograph or maybe it’s a dream. I don’t get any more time to think as another orgasm tangles inside me, ready to blow, and I can’t think of how to ask to come with his cock down my throat.

Cramps tangle in my center as the vibrator skips and fills me, Jack stuffing himself down my throat as the first bliss starts to tip me over.

“Fuck, yes, baby. Come with me, come on, baby, both of us. Together. Forever.”

I topple over as the hot burst of his release coats the back of my throat and his roar shakes me down into my bones. I writhe and take everything he’s giving.

He pummels me over and over with each jet of salty cream. He bellows my name to the ceiling, the ropes bruising my flesh as his hands tangle in my hair, holding me steady as he drags his draining cock in and out, spit and cum seeping from my lips as the room starts to spin.

“Good girl.”

It’s the last thing I hear before everything goes black.

CHAPTER 7

Jackson

“We’re on the top of the world!” Mina screams as she puts her arms up in the air, laughing as her dark hair is swirled around her head in the strong wind. “I can see the whole state from here!”

She can’t stand, thankfully. The operator made sure the bar was locked firmly across our laps. Otherwise, I can imagine her getting right up out of the seat.


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