Step-Savage (Wanting What’s Wrong #6) Read Online Dani Wyatt

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Sports, Taboo, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Wanting What's Wrong Series by Dani Wyatt
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Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 53605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
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“They were happy when they saw you too.”

“Is that so?” I say as her chest rises and falls, the cool metal of the blade making a soft sound as I draw circles with the tip around her nipples.

The snaking veins are dark and so unlike anything I’ve seen before, but every inch of her only turns me on more.

“Yes, they were tingling and hard as soon as you stepped out of your truck.” Her face is a mask of innocence, so honest.

“You are so beautiful, baby. But I want to take a good look at this other masterpiece you’ve saved for me. I’m going to get a good, close up look. Then Daddy’s going to hold your legs open and put his mouth on you. You understand?”

Her head falls back on a nod as I run the knife up the softness of her inner thigh, using the back side to spread her dripping pink folds as she mutters curse words to the ceiling.

“Pretty pussy all spread open for me. This little button here.” I lightly poke it with the tip of the knife, making her jump. “Be still, keep those legs open.”

Her jaw clenches as her toes curl around the black granite edge of the countertop, her nectar streaming from her opening, pooling on the cool stone under her ass.

Her tits are vibrating, her breathing stalling, then quickening. I love her like this. Right on the edge of ‘oh shit’ and ‘oh yes’.

“Your cunt is whispering that it likes a little danger. That’s good, because I’m about to turn this savage nine inches loose on all this tightness. But first…” I slide the knife across the smooth counter, grabbing a bar stool and getting myself into position for the feast of a lifetime. “I’m going to give my little girl a nice surprise.”

She watches me with innocent eyes as my mouth waters. Her scent is like a drug and I’m addicted to her already. I want her to crave me and dream about me and think about me every second of every day.

I commit this moment to memory, grabbing my phone from my back pocket and taking a quick snap, drawing those wide eyes again.

“While I’m away, I’m going to memorize every detail. Plan how I’m going to lick and fuck this work of art for the rest of my life. We’re family now, so forever is already ours.”

One more snap, then I put the phone back and pinch her little outer lips with my fingers and draw her wide, pressing a gentle kiss to her clit first, listening to her gasp as her body shudders.

I moan as her flavor rockets through me, claiming me like I’m claiming her. “Legs wide for your big brother, don’t try to pull away, no matter what.”

She squirms as I take the flat of my tongue and give her a long, slow lick, from that little flesh that separates her pussy from her ass, all the way up the dance of curls on her mound.

“Call me Daddy when I lick your pussy,” I growl into her opening.

“Daddy.” She purrs and the sound of that name on her lips seals her fate. “Daddy.”

Heat explodes through my chest as I grab her ass and bury my face into her essence. The desire to own her in every way blinds me as I devour her with my tongue, running it around her opening, feeling that tight little flesh I’m going to destroy in short order.

The savage in me rises. I want to destroy her with pleasure. Leave her dripping and drooling without a clear thought in her head except that she needs more of what I give.

God, she tastes like heaven and hell. I’ve given only a few seconds of thought to what my mother and her father might think of what’s going on between us, but there’s no world in which anyone, even my own mother, will stand between me and my one and only.

Because now that I’ve tasted her, I know that’s what she is.

I drive my tongue into her dripping tight hole as she gasps and yelps. Her legs splay wide as one of her hands reaches out and fists a handful of my hair, pulling me forward as though she wants my face to lick directly at her womb.

I growl as her juice drips down my chin, sucking as much as I can into my mouth, swallowing and finding her clit again with my tongue, working that little hood of flesh down as I circle it, exposing the sensitive length, making her buck against my face. Her fingers tear at my hair, but I feel no pain.

“Your pussy approves. You want me to keep licking you, baby? You like how it feels?”

She replies with a ferocious nod, her tits bouncing, and I swear I see a bead of glistening wetness on her nipple.


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