Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37733 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37733 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Still looking over her shoulder at me, Elodie’s mouth falls open, and I know she’s about to come. I clamp my hand over her mouth as she explodes, her body trembling wildly, and her voice muffled. Driving my cock into her deeper, I relish having her body pulsing and the sound of her breathy moans escaping from behind my hand. Her grandmother is just down the hall, so we have to keep it down, which, and some might call me a pervert for this, makes this whole experience even hotter. Sexier.
Honestly, fucking Elodie in the kitchen with her grandmother in the house makes me feel like a kid fooling around in the basement with a girl, half-terrified that my parents are going to walk in. That element of danger, of the forbidden, dials up the spice and eroticism.
As her orgasm begins to ebb, she stands up and turns around, wrapping her arms around the back of my neck and pulling me into a kiss so fiery it has my head spinning. She grabs hold of my cock and starts to stroke it in her tight little fist with a lascivious expression on her face. I close my eyes and relish having her small fist wrapped around me, jerking me off. She pumps her hand up and down my shaft, driving me dangerously close to the brink. I’m not ready to come yet, though.
“Wait,” I say and put my hand over hers.
Scooping her up, I sit her down on the counter in front of me and spread her legs. The insides of her thighs are slick with her juices, so I slide my finger into her and then slip it into my mouth, savoring the taste of her sweet nectar. Elodie’s full lips are slightly parted, and she lets out a soft gasp, her eyes shining with lustful greed. Stepping forward, I press the head of my cock against her pussy. Elodie leans forward, and a shudder runs through me as her warm breath caresses my neck and those soft, heart-shaped lips brush my ear.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” she whispers.
With a low growl, I roll my hips, parting her velvety lips, and drive my staff deep into her. Her face twists with pleasure, and she holds in a sharp squeak as I stretch her open. Leaning forward, I press my mouth to hers, swallowing the squeals and whimpers. Her voice, high and girlish, calling me Daddy echoes in my ears and fans the flames rampaging through my veins.
Gritting my teeth, I pound her on the counter, fucking her with every ounce of energy I can muster. She’s so fucking tight that it’s not long before my balls tighten. I’m not going to last long. Elodie’s fingernails bite into my shoulders as I fuck her. She leans close and whispers in my ear, her warm breath on my neck and the string of filth coming out of her sweet, innocent mouth egging me on.
“Yes, Daddy. Fuck me harder, Daddy.”
My rhythm is hard and fast, and Elodie writhes on the counter as I fuck her with wild abandon. Grabbing her braids, I yank her head back roughly and stare deep into those bright eyes. She moistens her lips before biting it.
“Be my good girl and tell Daddy you want his come,” I say, my voice low and harsh.
“Fill me up with your come, Daddy. Please fill me up. I want it. I need it.”
And that’s all it takes. Grabbing her ass and pulling her hard against me, my cock twitches and pulses as I explode inside of her. She shoves her tongue into my mouth, kissing me hard to stifle my loud grunt of pleasure. As I throb inside of her, filling her pussy with my seed, Elodie’s eyes grow comically wide. She trembles and tightens up around my cock as another orgasm takes her by surprise. We cling together, panting and moaning as we come together.
Slowly, the ecstasy loosens its grip, and I lean forward, pressing my forehead to hers. Our gazes locked, and we’re silent as we take a moment to catch our breath. She gives me a soft kiss on the lips, and I notice that her cheeks are flushed, and she’s got a glow about her. Elodie’s eyes shine brighter and her entire face glows vibrantly.
“That was amazing,” she whispers.
“Yes. You were.”
We share another kiss, but when we hear Maryann’s voice deeper in the house, we pull back. Adrenaline shoots through my body as I reach down and quickly pull my pants up, fumbling with my belt once more. Elodie hops down off the counter and smooths out her dress. She quickly bends down, scoops up her panties, and manages to get them back on with the deftness of a quick-change artist.
“Impressive,” I say.
“Shut up,” she hisses with a laugh.
“Elodie dear, are you still here?” Maryanne calls.