Page 25 of His Red Carnation

A soft moan escaped her throat, pushing me over the edge. Without breaking the kiss, I scooped her up and set her on the counter. She opened her legs, wrapping them around my waist, pulling me closer.

“Fuck. I can’t get enough of you, Sloane,” I murmured, trailing kisses down her neck.

She let out another soft moan. “Give me your big cock, Cal,” she purred, her voice thick with need.

I quickly slipped her panties off, tossing them to the floor. “Let me see you on your knees first, baby.”

Her smile widened as she slowly removed my T-shirt from her body, then slid off the counter and knelt before me. Her eyes, wide and eager, locked on mine as I pulled off my pants, my hard cock straining beneath my boxer briefs.

“What do you want to do with my cock?” I teased, watching her gaze fixate on me, filled with desire.

She bit her lip and smiled. “I want it in my mouth. I want you to fuck my face.”

Holy fucking shit. Hearing her talk dirty was quickly becoming my new favorite thing.

“I might have to shove it in there. You think you can take me?” I teased, my voice low.

She nodded eagerly, her eyes full of anticipation.

“Use your words, baby,” I coaxed, wanting to hear more.

“I can take you. I’ll be your good girl and open wide.” Her voice was sweet but laced with something dark, and it almost pushed me over the edge.

“Where’d you get such a dirty mouth, huh?” I asked, grinning.

She giggled, teasing. “From my spicy books. Aren’t you glad I read them now?”

I let out a soft laugh.Of course.“Maybe. Let’s hear more of that filthy mouth,” I said, placing my hand on the back of her head and pulling her toward my cock, rubbing it against her face through my briefs.

“Mmmm,” she moaned. “I want your big fucking cock to choke me, Daddy.”

I stopped and pulled away. “Daddy?” I repeated.

She looked up at me with wide eyes. “What? You’ve never had anyone call you Daddy during sex before?”

I felt conflicted. Here I was, old enough to be her dad—her dad’s friend—and she was callingmeDaddy. It twisted something inside me, a mix of guilt and desire, making my pulse race and my head spin.

“You wanna call me Daddy?” I asked, rubbing my cock on her face again.

“Yes, Daddy.” She smiled eagerly.

“You want to be my good fucking girl and choke on my cock?”Fuck, I’m gonna burst.

“Only if you’ll come deep down my throat, Daddy.”

Jesus fucking Christ. “Baby, you’re gonna make me come just by flapping your gorgeous fucking mouth like that.”

She giggled, and it was the perfect moment to yank her hair back, pull my cock out, and shove it into her mouth. Sloane moaned, her wide eyes watering as I pushed deeper into her pretty mouth. I couldn’t hold back any longer. Pulling her up, I bent her over the counter, desperate for a taste of her.

Spreading her legs, I dove right in, burying my mouth against her pussy, my tongue working its way inside as I smothered myself with her. She moaned, and I added a finger, feeling her push back against me, urging me on.

Without a second thought, I moved my mouth from her pussy to her ass, licking her hole like a fucking ice cream cone.

“Fuck! Oh my God!” she screamed.

I furiously fingered her while I ate her ass, then inched my finger to her clit, forcing a loud moan from her as she rode my hand.

“I’m coming. I’m coming—”

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