Page 13 of Acting For Daddy

“F-feels so good,” she sobs, her back arches and she falls back on the pillows, her hands falling off my shoulders and to the sheets. I look down to find her eyes dazed and neck flushed, lips parted and goddamn… she looks like a fucking dream, lying there so gorgeous, taking my thickness in her little cunt like it was made for her. “Faster, Daddy!”

With a deep snarl, I grab the headboard and smack roughly into her, pumping my cock so hard and fast her pleasured sobs grow louder, drowning the music in the background. “This how you like it, Angel?” I rasp, my eyes running over her tits that bounce with every impact. “Daddy ramming into your tight little cunt and creaming up your pussy?”

“Yes,” she sobs, clawing the sheets and grabbing a fistful as I hammer my cock furiously into her, feeling the familiar tingle at the base of my spine as my balls draw tight with the need to come. I bring my hand between us and rub my middle finger firmly over her swollen clit as I drive my shaft hard into her, making her scream as she comes apart with little warning. “Oh God!”

Her back arches off the bed, her body shaking and bucking hard against mine as she climaxes. Her sex cinches hard around my cock, pulsing wildly and drawing out my own orgasm. I come with a roar, one that scratches its way out of my throat as my muscles tense up and my abdomen flexes painfully before releasing in relief. I slam faster and harder into her, burying my seed into her womb until she’s milked me of every drop, before losing all tension in my muscles.

I drop my forearm on the spot above her head when the orgasm fades before dropping my lips to kiss her mouth and closed eyes before pressing them over her forehead. “You are so goddamned gorgeous, Angel,” I rasp. “So fucking precious and mine!”

Mina stills against me, letting me kiss her face without saying a word and when I pull back to look at her, I notice the tears in her eyes. “Hey–”

“Sorry,” she whispers, running her palms over her wet cheeks before placing them on my chest and gently nudging me back. Everything in me wants to draw the girl into my arms and hug her tightly but it’s the look in her eyes that causes me to give her the space she’s asking for. “I’m sorry. I just… I need a moment.”

She sits up and looks around for something to cover up before drawing the sheets over her. “Mina–”

“It’s okay… I’m okay,” she hurries to say, tugging the blankets to her chin and avoiding meeting my gaze. “I… I know what to do at the shoot tomorrow, thanks for… uhm, the lesson.”

Something ugly twists in my chest at her words. It’s the way she says it. Reducing the magical moment we just shared to someone as dumb as a lesson in seduction. Christ, I just took her virginity. Does she really think me that big of a jerk? “Mina, that’s not what this is,” I say, attempting to reach out to her but she evades my touch.

“You just met me. If this wasn’t a lesson in seduction, then… what was it?”

Love. I have loved her from the second I saw her, but saying that this is not our first meeting would force me to admit to stalking her and… I can’t afford to scare her away. “I know we just met but there was – is a connection between us. You feel it too, right?”

She doesn’t respond and somehow, something tells me admitting to stalking her would have done less damage, but fuck! I have no idea what to say to make it right when I don’t know what she is thinking.

I’m losing her, I can feel it. I can’t lose her!

I just found her.

Chapter Five

Mina

I want to hate him!

I want to despise the handsome man staring at me like I matter when we both know that I don’t. I want to hate his stupidly handsome face but… that is impossible.

Ten years ago, when Alex Adams left Texas to pursue his music career in LA, I was heartbroken but happy for him. Before his current band, Cosmic Rebels, Alex belonged to a different band he started with my brother. The Bass Monkeys. To Jared and the other band members, the band was a way to perform all over town and get girls, but Alex was serious about music.

When the Bass Monkeys disbanded with everyone moving on to their own things, Alex went on having solo performances and I went to all of them. Sometimes there would be a crowd of a hundred and other times there would be ten people at his show.

I was his first fan. His biggest fan.

He didn’t care back then, he sure as hell doesn’t care today. To him, I am a stranger he just had sex with.

I know we just met but there was – is a connection between us. You feel it too, right?

The pain returns.

I bring my hand to my chest and rub it in circles to ease the pain that stomps me. Back then, I was young, and it would have been impossible for us to date with our thirteen-year age gap. Heck, I was too young to even understand what love was, but one thing I did know for sure was that I wanted this man to see me. Remember me.

When Alex left Texas ten years ago, he kept in touch with my brother and visited the first few years before he stopped visiting and finally went radio silent.

And yet, despite the initial disappointment of Alex moving away and not keeping in touch, I still listened to all his music in his new band. I knew this man when he was nothing and I worshipped the very ground he walked on.

It’s been eight years since I last saw him in person. I can’t tell him how much this hurts me!

I… I can’t let myself fall back into that hole. Today, I let my feelings for him cloud my judgment, but that will not happen again. I don’t regret having sex with him but for my sake, it can’t happen again.

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