Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 12255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 61(@200wpm)___ 49(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 61(@200wpm)___ 49(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
“Are you hurting baby?”
“No it only hurt a little bit at first.” I couldn’t resist kissing her again her lips were already swollen and soft as I leaned her against the wall the water rushing over us as I started stroking again. This time I would go slow if it kills me, that’s what I told myself until she lifted her legs around my waist and I sunk deeper. I almost killed her against that wall as I went wild plunging and swearing with each thrust of my cock. She didn’t help with her loud screams and her sharp nails scraping down my back.
That day before the guilt set in I took her over and over again, after the shower I took her out wrapped her in a towel to dry her off and couldn’t resist sucking on her nipples again. That led to me taking her down to the tiled floor and impaling her once more. In the bedroom where I finally had her on a soft surface I really went at her, she swore she wasn’t sore and I’m ashamed to say that I couldn’t have stopped even if she’d begged me to. Once she’d cried, she was so tired her newly awakened pussy finally having had enough but my cock wasn’t ready to relent, he’d found the honeypot the greedy fuck and he was in no way ready to stop. I didn’t even know I could fuck for this long, didn’t know it was possible.
“Shh, shh baby it’s okay, I’ll go slow.” I couldn’t stop moving, my body was covered in sweat, my poor body was about to give out but my cock refused to lay down and give up the fight.
“Ahhhh…ahhhh…” I dropped my head beside hers on the pillow as I came for the last time completely drained. I was too tired to bathe her again so I just pulled her beneath me to sleep.
“Go to sleep love.” One last kiss to her brow and I was out for the night.
Chapter 3
What the fuck have I done? That was my first thought the next morning. My heart felt sick and I almost had to throw up. She was still lying under me so I had to ease my body slowly away from her. In the bathroom I hurried through my shower and headed down to the kitchen. With coffee in hand I went out on the back porch and sat with my head in my hand, I couldn’t even take that first sip. How the fuck do I fix this? I felt lower than a dog, her father, my friend had trusted me and I fucked his only daughter like a streetwalker. I heard movement behind me and froze; shit.
“Good morning lover.” I closed my eyes as she wrapped her arms around my neck from behind. I knew what I had to do, it was going to be hard as fuck but I can’t destroy her life. She’s supposed to go off to college and make a life for herself; I’m way too old for her. All these things plagued me as I sat there with the soft weight of her beautiful tits pressed into my back. Why hadn’t I remembered any of these things yesterday before I ever laid hands on her?
I slipped out from under her arms and put some distance between us before turning back to her.
“Dominique we need to talk.” I saw realization in her eyes, she knew what I was about to say and the look of betrayal in her eyes cut me deep.
“No, don’t you dare.”
“Dominique you know it’s the right thing to do, this is all wrong…”
“So you get to decide what’s best for me? You get to decide what my happiness should be?”
“Dominique you’re so young, you have your whole life ahead of you and…”
“Why didn’t you think of that yesterday when you were fucking me? What was all that about me being yours? You said you loved me.”
Fuck I’d forgotten I’d said that, I’d meant it but this was wrong.
“It was in the heat of passion…” Her hand flew across my face and stung my cheek. Her breathing was harsh in the early morning stillness as she fought back tears. I wanted to hold her and tell her that everything would be okay but that would only make it worse so I forced myself to stand where I was.
When she turned and walked away I felt like howling, that look on her face, like I’d destroyed her, and I knew I’d killed something in this beautiful young creature, but this was the right thing to do, I have to believe that or it might kill me.
Chapter 4
I hid out in the stables for the rest of the day working myself to the bone hoping to exhaust my mind but nothing could erase the memory of that look in her eyes when I’d lied and told her I didn’t really love her. I wanted so many times during those hours to go to her and beg her to forgive me, tell her I didn’t mean it that yes we could be together but that was selfish. I hadn’t even known how much I was in love with her until this, now I’m losing her. Whenever my mind remembered that I would never have her again, never taste her sweet lips, never feel her supple body beneath mine ever again it almost drove me crazy.