My Accidental Sugar Daddy – The Forbidden Fun Read Online Cassandra Dee

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Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28608 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
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So I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling that masculine form down to mine as our bodies meld together. He pushes me back, angling between my thighs, and then suddenly there’s an insistent nudge against my belly. Oh shit, that’s his huge dick and I gasp, breathing hard while pulling away.

“You’ll be okay,” Tate growls. “It’s big but I know you can handle it.”

I look down at his crotch and realize his member is so large that it literally wraps around his waist.

“I don’t know if I can, Daddy,” comes my whisper. “It’s huge!”

He merely seizes my mouth again.

“Yes, but I have a feeling you’re the stretchy kind, sweetheart. You were made for taking a man.”

With that, I melt against Tate. He lowers me to the bearskin rug, and then his hands roam across my back, his fingers dancing tantalizingly over my nipples, just enough to be a tease. I grab a fistful of his dark hair and he growls something into my mouth, maybe “fuck” or maybe “uggh.” I can’t tell, but it doesn’t matter because it just makes me want to kiss him more.

I’m lost in Tate’s kiss, his embrace, his touch. When he seizes my hand and guides it to the bulge between his legs, this time, I don’t draw away. Instead, I lightly trace its outline with my fingers, so gently that he lets out a low, guttural moan.

“Fuck you’re going to be the death of me sweetheart,” he mutters.

Encouraged, I squeeze gently, snapping out of my trance just enough to clock how big it is, how girthy. My heart rate increases even more, hammering in my ears. I can’t believe how badly I want him, this man who I’ve met for the first time--well, the second time--today.

“I want you,” he rasps in my ear, lightly tracing my lobe with the tip of his tongue. I nod, and Tate takes that as his cue. The alpha male unhooks my bra, tosses it aside, and lightly drags the pads of his fingers across my already swollen nipples. I let out a sharp squeak, tossing my head back as tingles run straight from my tips to my cunt.

“I knew you’d be responsive,” he growls. “I had a feeling.”

Then, he pops one into his mouth and I tilt my head back and scream this time, a flood of wetness gushing between my legs.

“Oh Tate,” I mewl. “God, yes.”

Chuckling deep in his throat, he helps me out of my panties, and then his boxers are off, too, and his cock bursts out like a huge rod. I take hold of it again in my hand and gasp. OMG, I can’t even get my fingers all the way around, but he merely grins while reaching over to rub a finger tortuously slowly against my clit.

“You like that baby?” he rasps, pinching my clit for a moment. Hot spasms run through my pussy and I let out another low, needy mewl. “Good, I knew you’d be just the right girl,” he growls. Then, he fingers my clit again, increasing the pace, before suddenly plunging into my wetness. I moan, more loudly than I anticipated, and shakily sit back to allow him better access. He pumps his fingers in and out of me, obscene sucking sounds ringing out in the room, but I’m not even embarrassed. My body needs his and I part my knees even further, giving him better access.

“What a little slut,” he growls, blue eyes flashing. “I knew as soon as I saw you.”

I should be offended by this statement, but the fact is that I’m acting very slutty right now. I lean back, pinching my own nipples with one hand, before reaching for his cock again. His girthiness makes my mouth water and my eyes fly up to Tate but he shakes his head.

“Not yet, baby girl. First, I’m going to do this.”

Then, he flips his hand around so that his fingers are brushing against that perfect spot inside of me.

“Oh, my God,” I cry out. “It feels so good!” I’m not always a fan of fingering because it can feel so rough, so careless if a man doesn’t know what he’s doing. But this is almost as good as a cock would be. Tate is certainly an expert as his fingers squelch in and out of me, giving me a good pound.

But I want even more.

“Fuck me,” I whisper suddenly. When he smirks and continues to thrust his fingers in and out, in and out, I whine, “Please,” suddenly desperate for his thick member to be inside me. The alpha male ignores my request for a moment, his fingers moving even more quickly until a desperate moan escapes from my lips and hot fluid fills his palm. Oh my god, was that me? But Tate merely pulls his fingers out before sucking them while grinning lasciviously at me.


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