Page 103 of Wanting What's Wrong

Her shirt is open, four buttons gone, her bra pushed below her billowing tits. Andfuck, forgive me, but the starting pistol has fired, and I know there’s no going back.

Her eyes link to mine. She knows I’m looking, and she does nothing to cover herself. Instead, she leans forward, presses her cheek to where my heart is beating like a drum against my ribs, and slips her arms around my waist.

“I was trying to sign him. I knew him from before, a long time ago. I saw him at that Homeless Benefit last week. He saidhe needed a new agent and would meet me here tonight to talk about it.”

Little fucker.He doesn’t need a new agent. He’s a little monster born from bigger monsters. I know them all.

“It’s okay, baby. But I told you, this world is fucking dangerous. That’s why you don’t go anywhere without Davis or me or with a guard.”

“I’m sorry. I thought with so many people around… it would be okay. And I wanted to surprise you. Do something right, for once.” She lifts her arms defensively in front of her bare tits. “I know I suck at my job, but I want to do well. I want to be the best agent you’ve ever had.”

“You are,” I fucking lie, but her feelings trump the truth any day.

“I am not,” she counters on a squint. “Just hug me, Daddy,” she whispers, and my whole world changes. “Hug me please, I’m sorry.”

Fuck. If I die in the next ten seconds, and this is how I go… I’m okay with that.

But if this is the only time in my life I allow myself to touch her?

No. I’m not okay with that.

Her softness curves into me as I crush her against me from head to toe. Her body stiffens when she feels my erection, but I’m done hiding.

Something far worse could have happened in that room, and I would have surely killed that little entitled asshole. Instead, I have a second chance and fuck it all.

I’m taking it.

“I’ll hug you, baby, but Daddy’s going to want more than that.” I tip her chin up with my fingers, then gather her ass in my hands, lifting her to sit on the counter behind us. I turn on the water, washing my hands and my mouth while Lennie watches, perplexed, as I soap up my lips, mustache, and beard, then rinseand dry myself with a white towel rolled in a stack on the glass counter.

“What are you doing?”

“Making sure I’m clean for you, baby.”

“Clean for me?” Her brow arches the way it does when she’s unsure. “You are the cleanest man I know. You always say you’re going to take a shower, like ten times a day.”

“Yes, baby. But I know you saw that unwelcome contact from those women on the stairs. I didn’t initiate that, and I won’t let it sully you. You’ll be spending a lot of time on these lips, and no one else will touch them. Ever. So, yes, I’ll hug you.” I shove my hips between her legs, place her hands around the back of my neck. “But hugs and kisses go together, don’t they?”

Her iridescent gray eyes sparkle as I see her working things out. Her ice-blonde hair is messy as usual, but every strand is perfection. She doesn’t pull back, but she’s stalled. Stuck in what seems wrong. But I’m going to take her all the way through wrong to what I’m feeling.

“Say it, baby. Hugs and kisses go together.”

I lick my bottom lip on a sniff, her peachy, creamy scent sending a spurt of cum from the head of my cock.

“Hugs and kisses go together,” she hisses, her bee-sting plump red lips making me fuckingache.

“Good girl,” I grunt, thrusting into the softness of her spread legs. The heat there makes me grind against her. Up and down, pulling her ass forward, pressing my lips onto hers, tasting that cherry sweetness… and I’mgone.

Her fingers tug at the back of my neck, my need tearing through me like a jagged blade. I’m humping against her, with her bare tits against my chest. When she slips her tongue into my mouth, I hate myself, but it’s too late.

I go full-on beast mode. Rutting against her, kissing her, shoving my tongue down her throat. Humping into my stepdaughter like a rabid animal. Imagining my dick slipping deepinto that untouched hole, barreling forward as my sticky, seed-filled cum laps at her cervix, all my sperm soldiers on the offensive charging forward in search of that egg to fertilize and breed my babygirl.

The vision of bareback fucking into her cherry tightness has my release erupting from my balls. I cum in a blast of heat and guilt as I swallow Lennie’s scream in our kiss, my instinct taking over, and I use her body as my dry humping fuck toy, the load of hot cum lashing against the inside of my pants, soaking through into her heat.

When I pull back, shame chills me. Her eyes are wide, lips falling open, words hanging between us, but the hint of fear and surprise on her face only makes me want her more.Thismore.Usmore.

“I—I—” she stutters as my pulse pounds in my ears. She’s never looked at me like this before. Like something’s gone.

Trust?

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