Imprisoned With my Best Friend’s Dad Read Online Flora Ferrari

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
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“We did, but that was… more,” she whispers.

“With us, everything is more,” I say, rubbing her inflamed lips. “More passion. More heat. More fucking wrongness.”

She shakes her head with a sexy-as-fuck pout. “Don’t say that.”

I’m shaking as I take a big handful of her thigh. She’s so hot that she makes my lips ache. My mouth hurts because I want to bite her so badly. I want to sink my teeth into her leg, bite her, own her.

“That’s why your big, thick ass needs a spanking,” I growl. “Bend. Over.”

“You’re sort of scary when you get serious like this,” she whispers.

“Oh, you don’t like it?” I glide my hand up to her core, easily slipping my finger in now, her body knowing it belongs to me. “You don’t like when I tell you who’s in charge? You’re so wet and ready. I can feel it. Show me your ass.”

I slide out, then grab her hips and flip her over. She gasps and stares at me over her shoulder with the dress hiked up. Fuck, just like that night, but nothing could stop me now. I bring my hand down like a savage on her meaty ass.

She jiggles for me, her creamy skin turning red. Her inner thighs are drenched with her wetness. Every inch of her is soaked. I step forward and bring my dick to her entrance, just like that night.

“Close your eyes, Emma,” I tell her.

“Hmm,” she moans.

I stroke my end up and down her entrance, then move it around, teasing her, tempting her. “Imagine it’s that night. You’ve gone all out, putting that sexy dress on and highlighting your perfect body. Now we’re back in that room. We know we shouldn’t do it.” I spank her lightly, then grab a greedy handful of her ass. “But we have to, and now you’re taking me. Your plan worked.”

“Oh… fuck.”

I move forward, gliding my dick into her and pushing until her ass is flat against my abs. She gasps and turns at me with shock on her face, her mouth falling open.

“No way,” she whispers.

I laugh, though it comes out sounding strangled. Her walls are gripping me so tight now, so desperate for me to unload in her. I should come on her ass, her back, but I can’t bring myself to pull out of her. I hold myself deep, fighting the urge to jizz.

“Don’t sound so surprised.”

“I didn’t think… Oh, does that feel good?” She slides forward slowly, then inches back on my dick. “Jacob?”

“Y-yes,” I growl, forcing the word out.

Her eyebrows raise. She looks victorious like she’s saying, I’m in charge now. If I’m reading her right, and I know I am, she’s completely right. She slides up and down my dick, caressing my length until I can’t hold back anymore. Grabbing her hips, I hammer her. I own her. The whole bed shakes. The entire cabin does. There’s another screeeee noise from outside, and then I collapse atop her, coming. She lies flat, moaning loudly as I fuck her right into the bed, slamming into her hard, completely losing control.

Oh, hell. She’s coming again. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she moans.

I’m still erupting. My body has been waiting months for this, and I’m letting it all go. “Beg… me… harder.”

“Fuck me harder,” my woman gasps, knowing what I want.

With my dick still rock-hard and come gushing out of me, I slam into her inexperienced slit even harder. I can’t believe how hard she can take it. I can’t believe how hard I’m willing to give it to her. I should be gentle. It’s her first time, but I’m hammering her, and the come is still shooting in fiery bursts from my stiff cock. There’s a channel of it, seemingly never-ending as I drive in.

Finally, I hold myself inside of her, laying my body against her back, kissing her neck as my dick slowly becomes soft.

“That was crazy,” she whispers, with my wilted cock rubbing up against her core.

“You’re so damn perfect,” I murmur in her ear, holding myself up.

“I never thought it’d feel that good. It was like… it’s silly.”

“Be silly, then,” I say, grinning, feeling light-headed after what we’ve just done.

“The orgasms… They were like explosions.”

“Mine was a goddamn atom bomb.”

She laughs as I slide down next to her, lying on my side. She turns onto her side, propped on one elbow, seeming so comfortable being naked around me. She always should. There’s nothing for her ever to worry about when we’re together. No shame. No danger. No guilt. Yeah… right.

She must sense where my thoughts are going. She narrows her eyes and sighs. “We shouldn’t have⁠—”

“I don’t care,” I snap.

“About Dad?”

“About anything that’s outside this room,” I tell her, though, deep down, men are roaring, grenades are popping, and heavy artillery is shaking the sky like a giant hammer. But that’s all so far away. Cruelly, I can distance it. I want to. “Just you. My woman.”


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