Page 63 of Forgotten Sacrifice
“I didn’tlethim do anything; a drunk guy kissed me. What did you do to him?” She narrows her eyes at me.
“I didn’tdoanything to him; he did it to himself by touching…”
“By touching what?” Luna says, pushing me. Always fucking pushing me.
I grip the steering wheel as I try to get my shit under control.
Luna
“Daddy, you’re too wound up,” I say, reaching my hand over the console and massaging Vince’s dick through his pants.
He groans, gripping the steering wheel so tight I’m afraid he’ll break the thing in half.
“Let me help.” I reach over and grab his belt, unfastening it. He doesn’t say anything, but he doesn’t stop me either, and so I unbutton his jeans and slowly work the zipper down.
I tug his boxers out of the way, and his dick stands tall and ready. I lean across the console, and now that this huge thing is mouth level, I’m not so confident in my seduction. “I don’t know what I’m doing,” I admit, darting out my tongue and lapping at the glistening head. It’s a salty taste, not an unpleasant one.
“That. Do that.” He moans, fisting a handful of my hair.
I smile, kissing the soft, pink head of his dick. I’ve never really thought of dicks as being pretty, but Vince’s is. It’s nice and long, but not too long to where it would probably feeluncomfortable, with a thickness that takes both of my hands to grasp. I do just that, wrapping both my hands around him, pumping up and down.
“And that,” he moans, his head thunking the back of the seat.
Oooh, I like this.Mr. In Control Vince losing control.
A mixture of fascination and power courses through me as I play with Vince’s dick—licking and kissing and sucking the head until he’s worked into a frenzy. “Take my dick all the way in your mouth, Luna,” he says in a guttural tone.
I open wide and move down on him, the action causing me to gag.
“That’s my good girl,” he praises, and my pussy tingles. “Now suck.”
I still don’t know what I’m doing, but Vince doesn’t seem to mind based off his look of pure bliss. Playing around, I hollow my cheeks and suck hard—like trying to get the last few drops of a milkshake out of the bottom of the glass.
Vince lets out the most animalistic sound I’ve ever heard, something between a growl and a moan. “Just like that.” He hums, taking over as he thrusts his hips, his dick hitting the back of my throat.
I gag, worried I’m going to puke, and he gently tugs me off him a bit. I look up at him, my lips stretched around his length.
“Look at you, taking Daddy’s dick so well. Perfection.”
His words have me preening with pride as heat pools in my core; I had no idea pleasuring someone else would be such a turn on. I moan against his dick, and he grips my hair tighter as I bob up and down on him.
“Luna, I’m about to come,” he says on a moan. “Be a good girl and swallow every drop.”
Vince grunts as he pounds my mouth, gripping my hair so tight I’m afraid he’s about to rip out a chunk. “Fuck, Luna!” he thunders, and hot spurts of cum hit the back of my throat.My eyes wide, I swallow his huge load, taking short breaths through my nose as his hips buck wildly.
Vince eventually stills as his dick softens, and I pop off him, licking my lips. “Was that okay?” I wonder, hating that I sound so damn vulnerable.
“It wasn’t.” He shoves me off him.
Vince
God, I hate that I keep fucking up with Luna, but I’ve got to nip this sexual thing between us before things spiral out of control. Before I spiral out of control.
“Daddy?” she asks, eyes wide with confusion.
“Vince. Don’t call me by any other name,” I snap.
She rights herself in her seat, buckling up and pretending I don’t exist.
