Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
“You always make me wet on stage,” she says, looking up at me with her big, green eyes. “But tonight, you let go of your pride. There is nothing hotter than that.”
Christ, I wish she hadn’t said that.
There’s a knot in my throat now.
A twist in the center of my chest.
I love this girl. Somehow, I know. I know I love her.
How did it happen so fast? So irrevocably?
She fuses her sexy mouth with mine, shifting her hips up and back to rub the seam of her panties against my cock. “How did it feel to sing ‘Worth Your Wild’?”
“Terrifying. At first. I was going to let out all my demons to run free. But they weren’t demons at all, they were just memories. Memories I didn’t want to acknowledge for the longest time, because I never thought I’d be as happy ever again as I was when I wrote that song.” I kiss her hard, with every ounce of feeling in my chest. “But hell, I’m not sure I even knew what happiness felt like until now, June Bug.”
I choke out the words and her eyes flood with tears. Desperation to get inside of her claws at me, because I want to feel her emotions with my body, too. I want to be sealed inside of her. I don’t want any separation between us. Not a centimeter.
Holding her gaze, I rip the lace crotch of her panties with a yank of my fist and I arrow my cock against her quivering little fuck hole, rubbing and coaxing, begging it to allow me in. Several deep kisses later, she manages to take my thick tip. Baring my teeth against the crown of her head, I bounce my tight, whimpering girl on the thick pole between my legs until she’s seated, and ahhhhh my God, it’s bliss, this slippery notch that wasn’t made for big things but takes one very big thing for her Daddy.
“Are you in pain?” I manage, rubbing my wet mouth over hers, looking down at this beauty that I’ve impaled several feet off the ground, her legs dangling around my hips.
“I’d be in worse pain without you,” she whispers back, her cunt flexing around me slowly, slowly, trying to wring me out, her expression a cross between innocent and wicked.
A violent shudder ripples through me, head to balls. “Stop that.”
The touches the tip of her tongue to my upper lip. “Stop what?”
“Lord. You’re a cock tease even when you’re stuffed full of meat, aren’t you?” I pant raggedly, thrusting hard, driving her up the wall and she screams with pleasure, her head falling back against the hard surface. “Believe me, you don’t have to tease me to make me crazy. This pretty princess cunt does the job all by itself. It. Makes. Me. Crazy.” I slide my right hand around to her ass and grip a supple cheek, giving it a squeeze. A sharp slap. “Makes me need to pound you like a madman.”
“Do it,” she moans, tilting her head left so I can ride my open mouth up her neck. “Hard. Take me hard.”
“You’re asking for it?”
“Yes.”
“You want it rough?”
“Yes!”
It’s obscene what I do to her, this girl who was a virgin only yesterday. I use my much stronger upper body to pin her to the wall of the dressing room. I pry open her thighs as wide as they’ll go and I savagely fuck her, my cock tunneling out and squeezing back into the pink center of her flesh while she sobs my name, her ass slapping off the wall. Once again, the whole crew is listening to us have sex like animals and I don’t care. I think I’d ride June out in the open if we couldn’t find any privacy, my lust for her is so undeniable and intense. It drives me like nothing else. My love for her makes me a fiend.
“You’re going to walk out of here with my sperm running down your thighs,” I growl into her ear, my cock thrusting to the hilt, her mouth falling open on a loud whimper. “Ain’t going to bother cleaning you off when I’m just going to bang you again later, baby.”
“Oh! Ohhh.” She squirms between me and the wall, whining, her nails clawing at the shoulders of my shirt, her legs starting to get restless. My filthy mouth is pushing her over the side of the cliff into pleasure, her pussy milking me wildly, quickening, quickening until she’s screaming, taking my violent pumps while her tits bounce around in her tank top, her face a mask of pained pleasure. “Come inside me, Daddy. I need it.”
Maybe I’m sick, but I love knowing everybody in the vicinity heard this angel begging for my come. Calling me her Daddy. I love the wall rattling behind her and everyone knowing it’s because she’s taking my dick. That acknowledgment of possession—my possession of June—is what gets my balls convulsing. They constrict until my teeth are on edge and then spew my load in a long, angry tumult that causes my hips to thrust in a furious bid for survival, my groan of thanksgiving drowning out June’s sobs, the sweaty cheeks of her ass squeak-squeak-squeaking up and down the wall as she orgasms.