Page 24 of Don't Let Your Mind Go There

“Goddamn.” His grunts became louder, and the longer I was riding him, the less I cared about Mom being right there next to us.

She could’ve woken up, for all I cared. All that mattered to me was Dad, and how he made me feel.

He pushed me up so he could pull down his boxers, and while he did that, I moved off of him completely to get rid of my pants and panties. Once those items were gone, and Dad had pushed his boxers down to his ankles, he pulled me on top of him again.

He had his left hand on my hip, and the other on his cock, stroking it slowly. “Let’s see if this pussy can take me.”

It wouldn’t be easy to fit him inside of me, but I was eager to make it work.

“How much do you want my cock, baby?”

“I want it so bad. Please, fuck me, Daddy.”

He was pleased with my words. As he moved me up to position his cock underneath me, I leaned forward to rest my right hand on his chest, steadying myself as I felt his tip slide through my folds.

“So fucking wet. So damn perfect,” he muttered, his eyes lingering on our most intimate parts. I let him be in control, and every time he pushed me down, his cock entered me more and more.

He was stretching me, and while I felt some pain, it was overcome by all the pleasure that was rushing through me. “Oh, Daddy…”

“Tight little whore. You want my dick inside of this pussy. Want it buried deep inside of you.” His voice was low and dark. God, I couldn’t get enough of his words.

I couldn’t get enough of him, and I was already longing for more.

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His cock was stretching me. He was buried deep inside of me, and he held me there by pressing me down by the hips, with his fingertips digging into my skin.

I moaned, and he shot me a glare. “Quiet,” he demanded with a growl.

I pressed my lips together to keep from being noisy. Though, with Mom’s AirPods in, and the podcast hopefully still going, she wouldn’t be able to hear me.

Ronan still could, but I didn’t think that anything would wake him. When he slept, he slept deeply, and not a lot could disturb him when he was asleep.

I looked down to where his cock disappeared inside of me, and I bit my bottom lip, slowly circling my hips on top of him.

“You feel fucking amazing, baby. So damn tight,” he said through gritted teeth. He looked like he was in pain, but I knew he wasn’t. We both had to adjust to this first.

“Can I move more?” I asked quietly, looking at his face again.

He had his gaze lowered, watching our bodies closely. He shook his head and licked his bottom lip slowly. God, he was handsome.

“Not yet. Let me take this in for a moment,” he said, keeping his voice low.

I let him look, with his eyes wandering over my body before they met mine again. “Slowly,” he breathed, lifting me off him slightly before letting me slide back down his length.

I moaned again, this time I made sure not to be too loud. “Oh, Daddy…”

“Does that feel good, baby?”

I nodded, biting my bottom lip to stop another moan from escaping.

“You’re so damn tight. Unlike your mother. Feels so much better.” Those words sent shivers down my spine. Did he really just say that? Holy shit…

I started to grin.

I knew he loved Mom, but him saying that I felt better than her made me feel powerful.

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