Harmon - open wide
An unraveled mess before me, her post nut clarity seemed to be hitting before her orgasm could die down completely. The uncertainty was back. Just a flicker in her eyes before the pseudo bravado I knew better than most made an appearance. I was too turned on to care.
"Weren't you just begging daddy to fuck your pussy? Be careful what you wish for, Olive. You just might get it," I said, closing the distance between us to return to my place between her thighs.
"I was horny off my ass. I just needed a release. We're not fucking," she said bravely, but when I put her hand on my dick, she went on autopilot, glaring hungrily as her hands went to work.
My eyelids fell shut. I sighed and let out a groan of appreciation.
"Daddy's baby girl knows how to use her hands. What about your mouth, Olive? I want my dick in your warm mouth," I said, feigning ignorance, pretending I didn't remember that she was an amazing cocksucker.
Her mouth put every woman I had ever bedded before her to shame, but then so did her pussy. Ass. Tits. Thighs. Hand. Everything she'd let me fuck three nights ago. Nothing was off limits. She gave herself to me completely. Drunk as I was, every second was burned into my brain. Playing out behind my eyelids even now as her hands worked to bring my hard dick relief and pleasure.
"No blow jobs. No hand jobs. No fucking. No anything," she said, as though to talk herself into stopping, but the amazing sensation of her hands overlapping while working my dick didn't stop.
I opened an eye to steal a glance at her. She was mesmerized by my dick in her hands, big blue eyes sparkling with lust and childlike wonder at the same time.
Will's kid sister. Practically mine too. Stop stop stop.
"Your touch feels so good, Olive. So damn good baby girl," I said, reaching out to cup her cheek as I watched her pleasure me, letting her skilled hands give me an excuse to ignore the thoughts.
The guilt continued to eat at me.
What the fuck was this? I was Harmon Chancellor, for fuck's sake. I had fucked more pussy than ten men had any right to. I gave even billionaire playboy Will a run for his money. Never once did I feel guilty about sticking my dick in a warm fuck hole.
What's worse, I wanted her so badly I couldn't see straight as I stood before her. She already had me on the edge, begging my dick to behave long enough to make it inside her. My heart and head were playing tug of war with my dick.
Having her this close, hands working themselves into a rhythm on my dick despite her protests, gnawed at my horny brain.
Light, shallow breaths came out of my mouth as I stared down at her, drinking her in like I knew I shouldn't be. There was no taking it back. Looking meant remembering who she was to me. And yet my eyes burned to see her as the pleasure built up, intensity rising in my dick.
"Faster. All the way down that fuck pole, baby girl. Faster. Fuck that's good," I said, a hint of disorder slipping into my attempt at my signature stoic voice.
"Fuck, it's big and fat," she spat out her resentment at being unable to let go of my dick, making me chuckle.
Warmth spread throughout my chest, nearly knocking me on my ass. No stopping my eyes from looking now. Raking my gaze over her, I took her in and it was like taking a bullet to the dick.
Her curls laid out on her shoulders. Legs crossed as she worked my dick, becoming more and more enamored, hands tightening around the shaft. Little pink tongue licking her lips like she was getting ready to feast on my dick. Fucking big, beautiful tits.
Say what you would about me, I chose women my own age to fuck. It had been a while since I had my dick between tits that perky. Graceful, long neck I wanted to litter with love bites. Cute little button nose.
I tried to let the moment pass as I got caught up in the details of her, known and unknown to me, but that warmth in my chest was only spreading as her eager hands sped up and my eyes traveled lower down her body. Past her flat belly, to just above her waist.
We couldn't keep going… no fucking her again… But fuck the pleasure was too hard to resist. The temptress before me made it difficult to stop as dopamine leaked into my brain cells.
"What's next daddy?" she asked, staring straight up to look me dead in the eye. "You said you want it in my mouth, right? Or is daddy already about to come for me?"
Guilt. Pleasure. Joy? The kind I felt whenever I was with her. Long before the sex. She could light up the gloomiest day. Fuck what Will thought. I had bigger problems. Fucking shouldn't feel this way. It wasn't just about getting off. I was too fucking eager to be with her. I wasn't even inside her yet and I couldn't contain myself.
Excitement and serenity blended in my head and heart as the persistent warmth spread throughout my body, leaving me frustrated in more than one way.
Not mine.
I watched her lie down flat on her belly, still jerking my dick until she came face to face with it. Her lips wrapped around my cock and I was a goner.
Of course she was mine. No one else's ever again.
"Open wide for daddy, baby girl," I said, trying to shrug the fucking fuzzy feelings off by promising my dick entry into her warm throat.