Page 28 of Forbidden Daddy Mate

“This is a bad idea,” he said.

“An absolutely terrible one,” I agreed. “But I’m tired of holding back.” I pulled my mouth to his, and that was all it took to break any final shred of willpower on either of our parts.

He snarled, pushing me flat onto the bed and hovering over me. He tore off my shirt, exposing my bare breasts as he threw the shirt to the floor. His fingers traced my bare skin as he took me in, the lust growing as he gave a low growl before locking his lips against mine again. His mouth stayed glued to mine as his hands continued to explore my breasts. He kissed me greedily, holding me in place and keeping me captive as his mouth and hands roamed where they pleased. I let out a soft moan, his caresses enough to fuel the fire.

He moved down, his hand slipping beneath my pants and between my legs as his mouth moved down my neck to my nipple. His teeth tugged gently on my nipple the exact moment his fingers plunged inside me. I moaned, savoring the sensation and writhing beneath his touch as he caressed me. His fingers thrust in and out of me, his thumb toying with my clit, all of it sending shivers of delight and ecstasy running through me.

I let out a soft moan, hips bucking as that need grew. My heart thundered as my mind went clear. It didn’t matter what would happen tomorrow, or whether or not what we were doing was wrong or improper. Right then, all that mattered was the two of us, and that was all I cared about.

The rest could wait.

Chapter 13 - Malcolm

I watched as she squirmed beneath me, her back arching as her eyes stayed shut. I could feel how wet she was as I slid in and out of her. The smell of her arousal was enough to make my wolf snarl with need, impatient. It drove him into a frenzy, and my cock grew harder as my fingers continued to pump.

I couldn’t take it anymore. Slipping my fingers out of her, I yanked off my shirt and pants before tearing off her remaining clothes. Moonlight streamed in the window onto her bare breasts, I groaned, my hands going to them and squeezing, relishing the feel of her large tits. She moaned as her back arched. Her eyes locked onto my cock and she licked her lips. She grabbed my shoulders and flipped me onto the bed before I realized what she was doing.

She shimmied down until she was straddling my thighs. Grinning, she took my cock in her hand, stroking it slowly in a way that made my balls ache. Her tongue ran along the shaft, her eyes never leaving mine.

Her perfect lips wrapped around my cock, her tongue flicking the head as she bobbed up and down in time with her hands. She kept looking up at me, the expression in her eyes telling me just how much she was enjoying herself. She grinned even as her mouth continued pleasuring me.

That look was enough to undo me. I came in her mouth, groaning in pleasure.

She took it all in her mouth, licking the final drops off the head before swallowing. She grinned playfully.

I was far from done. No matter how much I wanted to deny it, I didn’t think I would ever get enough of this woman. Her breasts dangled down, jiggling every time she moved. I needed more of her, and I couldn’t hold it in anymore.

I pushed her off me and turned her over, forcing her onto her hands and knees. My fingers slipped inside her, feeling her wetness. She groaned, her back arching even more as I gripped her hip. Within a couple minutes of finger-fucking her, I was rock-hard again, and my fingers weren’t going to be enough to satisfy me.

I thrust inside her and she cried out in delight. Her fingers dug into the sheets, gripping them tight as I took her from behind. One hand gripped her hip, holding her in place, while the other slipped around to rub against her clit, my stride not missing a beat.

“Fuck, don’t stop,” she begged.

I kept going, her moans got higher and higher-pitched, her back arching and her toes curling.

“That’s right,” I growled. “Come for me.”

I could feel myself filling again as I watched her writhe as I grasped her hips. I knew she was holding on with everything she had, wanting to make it last. I slowed, just enough to edge her, smirking as her moans grew even louder, then sped back up.

Finally, she screamed, her pussy clenched around my cock. I kept pumping, keeping the pace as she rode the orgasm. Her moans were enough to send me over the edge a second time.

I finally slowed after her groans subsided. She sighed almost reluctantly when I pulled out. Collapsing onto the bed, she turned to look at me.

“Are you all right?” I asked.

She nodded, smiling.

“I needed that,” she said.

I snorted. “You and me both.”

She hesitated. Something flickered behind her eyes as if she wanted to ask a question but was afraid of the answer. I knew what she wanted to know before she even spoke. And I didn’t have a good answer.

“When we get back to Brixton…” she said.

I wrapped my arms around her again, letting her curl against me. “We’ll worry about that when it happens,” I said. “For now, let’s get some sleep.”

As I curled up next to her again, I wished I had an answer for what we would do when we got home. Because I knew what I wanted, and what was right. The only problem was they didn’t match up, and I wasn’t sure if I could give her up.

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