Chapter Six
Colton
If someone had told me that today would end with Nora on the kitchen table naked, I’d never have believed it. Yet here we are, both of us nude, pressed against each other heaving while a carton of cookie dough ice cream melts behind us.
The only thing I can’t get behind is the concept of this being a single night event. How could I ever give this up? How could I live in a world where I have this perfect, sweet, little honey pot within reach and not claim her as my own?
Her hands move wildly all over my body as she pants, “I need you, Colton.”
Jesus. I shouldn’t do this. I know I shouldn’t do this. She’s my buddy’s daughter. She’s too damn young for me. She’s sweet, soft, and fuck… “Get on your knees for me, honey. I need you to suck my cock.”
It’s a fantasy I’ve had for years. Her full lips on the tip of my dick before I slide deep into her throat.
Fuck!
She hops down off the table and slides onto her knees, staring up at me with big warm eyes that fill me up in ways I’ve never been filled.
“Good girl,”
I groan as she grips my cock in her tiny hand and slides her tongue up and over my shaft. Fuck, this is happening. There’s no going back now, and I’m sure that whatever happens tonight will be worth whatever bullshit it causes.
I grip the edge of the chair and tangle my free hand in her long silky hair as her soft lips press against my cock with a sigh.
God damn it! This one-night thing is going to be embarrassingly short.
Her tongue twists around the head and sends a shiver through me as her warm, wet mouth takes me in.
“Good fuckin’ girl, honey.”
I hold her head against my cock. “Keep going. Take me all the way in.” Her head moves back and forth, and with each suction, she gags a little more.
“Okay, honey. Stop or I’ll come in your throat.”
This only makes her suck harder and faster.
Damn it! There’s no stopping this train.
It’s on a collision course, full speed ahead.
I grip her hair and hold her down on my cock as a tingling shoots up from my toes and into my groin, spilling come into her throat as she continues to lick and suck me dry.
“Fuck, Nora. Make a mess for me. I want to see myself all over you.”
Slurping off my cock, she sticks out her tongue and stares up at me as my sticky, white seed drips from her lips and falls onto her chin, her neck, her breasts.
This is so fucked up. I shouldn’t be seeing her like this. Those dark eyes. My come covering her soft skin like lotion that needs to be rubbed in.
“You look so fuckin’ good, honey.”
I can’t stop studying her, watching her, aching for her, even though I’ve just come all over her pretty little face.
Leaning down, I lift her from the ground and set her back on the table, spreading her legs wide before biting my way toward her dripping seam.
Moaning, she thrusts up into me, scrubbing her soft crease against my beard with need and eager anticipation. Moan after moan spills from her lips and my tongue is a wild animal without reason for pause.
I dig into her, flicking against her clit, sucking hard, breathing her in as she grips my hair and tugs at the top of my ear.
Her beautiful hair is a wild mess behind her, and her back is arched up and away from the table as she grinds against my beard, muting her sounds as not to wake Ellie.
I’ve never felt more primal in my life.
I need all of this woman, and I need her now!
“Yes,”
she pants, “right there. Don’t stop!”
I clamp down instinctively as she moans, my body on fire for more.
Reaching up, I twist my finger against her nipple and suck the bud of her tiny little pussy into my mouth. Her pretty pink lips. Her tight little opening. I need all of her. She tastes so fucking good.
I lick her over and over again, dragging my tongue over every free space, sucking her swollen clit into my mouth with a growl.
“Oh my God, don’t stop. Please. Right there. Yes!”
She’s breathless and panting, her hips rolling and digging into my face. Her breasts sway back and forth as I push her curved frame with each thrust of my tongue.
“I’m gonna come,”
she pants, seconds before her body begins convulsing against my face. Her thighs squeeze my cheeks, and though I think she wants me to stop, I can’t stop licking the seam of her swollen lips.
She jumps and jerks away in the other direction, giggling, trying to escape my grasp, but I can’t let her go. “Okay, okay… stop. I—”
I torture her as she tortured me, digging into her tight little pussy, cleaning her up, tasting her, feeling her move and squirm against my face as her thighs press against my cheeks and squeeze.
“Seriously.”
There’s a smile in her tone as she says, “Stop. I can’t take any more.”
I kiss the lips of her pussy and lean up, licking the seam one last time before kissing her thighs and dragging her to the edge of the table.
My cock is hard, her tits are swaying, her nipples are stiff, her pussy is soaking wet, and I can’t stop thinking about all the things I’m not supposed to do.
“I need you inside of me,”
she begs. “Fill me up. Please!”
“Oh, honey, I want to. Trust me. It’s only for one night, right? The trouble is… I don’t have a condom right now.”
“Yeah,”
her eyes widen, “I don’t care. If I don’t feel you right now, I won’t be okay. Trust me.”
There are a million things telling me to stop, but I push past every single one of them.
Her father could find out… so be it.
I could get attached and need more… already there.
She could get pregnant… I wish she would.
Her hair spreads out behind her as she stares toward me with those big, gorgeous eyes and that sweet come-get-me smile. “I need you so badly, Colton. Please.”
Stroking my cock at her tight little entrance, I slide into her soft and slow, as every bit of reserve I have left leaves my body.
“Eyes on me, honey. I need to watch your pretty face as I dig into your tight, little pussy.”
A moan escapes her and then another as I sink in further and take what’s mine. It’s a dangerous place to be. Inside of her, desperate for her, feeling her walls close in around me, tight and warm.
I grind my teeth and push in until I’m back as far as I can go.
“Oh God, Colton. I need it. I need you,”
she pants. “Don’t stop.”
I hold her legs up over my shoulders and thrust into her harder. In and out. Back and forth. Faster then slower.
Holding one hand on her ankle, I use the other to grip the thickest part of her hip as I push forward again, watching her tits move back and forth as she whimpers.
“I’m so close,”
she calls out, her tone begging.
“Come on my cock like a good girl. You’ve got it. Give yourself to me.”
Her phone buzzes on the table behind her head and I glance back to see a text light up the screen.
Dad: I’ll be there in five. Turning onto the county road now.
Here? He’s coming here? Why would he come here?
What the hell am I doing? He’ll never forgive me. Hell, I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to look him in the eye ever again.
I should stop. I should pull out, we should clean up, and I should spend the next forty years in church repenting my sins… but I don’t.
I thrust deeper and harder as her body shakes and her tight little pussy clenches down around my cock. “You’re mine, honey.”
Nothing can stop this. Not now, not ever. This woman is mine and I don’t care who knows it. I’m never letting go.