Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
“Hey buddy, I just called to check on my sister but she’s not answering her phone.”
“Yeah, I don’t know what she’s doing right now,” I say, pressing my cock deep inside her and staying still. “Maybe she’s taking a nap. I don’t keep tabs on her.” She smirks and then shakes her head, so I pull almost all the way out.
I fuck her wet pussy with slow, methodical thrusts. A whimper comes from her, so I lean down on my elbow and use my free hand to clamp over her mouth, keeping her quiet while I talk to her brother.
“Well then, just let her know I called; I don’t want her to think I don’t care.”
“You always check up on her, so I doubt she’d think that. I’ll tell her you called.” I ended the call and set it on the nightstand. Smiling down at her I added, “See what you made me do. You made me lie to my best friend.”
“But you could have just not answered the phone,” she sassed, squeezing her pussy around my thick shaft like her virgin body had done this a thousand times. She’s a skilled temptress, seducing me.
“Damn that smart mouth of yours. I guess I didn’t fuck it hard enough,” I grunted.
“Maybe I just enjoyed it too much.” She sticks out her tongue, but my dick is done playing with her throat for now. It’s busy drilling her tight cunt, ready to breed it. She’s got me fucked up in the head and now she needs to pay for it. I know my friendship is about to be over, but all I can think about is filling her up.
“I’m sure you did. But I’m not getting out of your pussy until I nut,” I tell Everly, leaning down and stuffing my fingers in her pretty mouth. “Suck.” She moans around them as she does what she’s told.
My hips take over and I pump into my woman, fucking her little hole. Every muscle in my body aches as sweat builds on my skin. I hook her leg and lift it straight over my shoulder, licking her calves. “Time to come.”
I’m not as gentle as I should be, but I’ll make it up to her bratty ass later. “Let go,” I commanded, and she opened her pretty mouth. “Good girl.” My hand snakes down her lips to her throat where I give it a squeeze. “I love when you behave.”
“Yes, whatever you say, Daddy.”
“That’s my baby girl. Are you going to be a good girl and come for me?”
“Yes,” she moans.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Daddy.” Fuck, I’m not sure why I like the sound of that shit, but my dick jerked so damn hard, I’m about to come.
“Good. Give me what I want, and Daddy will give you whatever you want.”
“Will you come inside me?” she asks with a soft plea.
I caress her jaw, feeling my cock swell. “Always. That’s where Daddy’s cum always belongs.” I pinch her nipple, and she cries out, pussy gripping me tight before she spasms around my meat.
“Julian, Daddy. I’m coming. Oh my God. Yes, please.”
“That’s it.” I lean forward, moving my hands to bracket her head, gripping the bed as I pump my cock deep into her. “Fuck, you’re so perfect, Everly. You get every damn drop, and you keep that shit there. You need to keep my cum inside you, little girl. Do you understand me?” I growl, not allowing her to answer before I slam my lips onto hers. I don’t stop pumping until I’ve got nothing left and then I press pretzeled our legs together.
“You’re mine, Everly. There’s no fucking going back.”
“What about my brother?”
“I don’t know, but we’ll have to deal with it when we get there,” I whisper, dipping my head to kiss her lips, letting her feel my possession. “No one is taking you away after I’ve finally staked my claim, little girl.”
Chapter Eight
Everly
Our doorbell rang before I could start his lunch for work. Julian’s in the shower, so I answer it and it’s his mom. “Good morning, Dr. Holden.”
“Please call me Grace.”
“Good morning Grace. What brings you to see us?”
“I made some food and wanted to drop it off.”
“Oh, okay, come on it.”
“Oh, Everly dear. I hope I haven’t overstepped my place.”
“Please, Mrs., so Dr. Holden.”
“I am Mrs. Martinez, but in the hospital It’s Dr. Holden. Still like I said, you can call me Grace. Besides, it’s not about me. I know you make Julian’s food, but I thought I’d drop off his favorite.”
“Everly, did you make enchiladas?” Julian asks, strolling out of the bedroom in just his boxer briefs. “Mom?” he gasps.
“Son.” Her eyes widened.
“Um…I’ll be right back.” He dashes back into the bedroom while my cheeks burn up.
“I’ll just set this here. This would explain why he was late two days ago.” I clamp my lips shut, hoping the ground would open up beneath me. “Oh sweetie, don’t be embarrassed. I’ve been waiting for this day for so long.”