Page 128 of Daddy Sees Snakes

"Thank you," Iris whispers, and the pain in her eyes is almost too much. "Are you busy tonight?"

"No," I say, and when her eyes meet mine, my dick starts to pulse.

"Good," she nods.

"What do you have in mind?" I ask.

"Let's go inside. I'll show you," Iris purrs, and before she can pull away, my mouth's on hers.

"Oh, god," she cries, and the desperation in her voice is driving me crazy. "Take me to your place. Can we? I can't sleep alone."

"Of course, baby," I say, and the second her mouth is back on mine, the need is intense.

"Let's go. Hurry," Iris says, pulling away. The drive is silent, and when we pull up to the house, Iris's hand slides onto my thigh.

"Come on. Let's go inside," Iris says, and as we're walking up the stairs, the silence is deafening.

I should tell her.

Tell her that I'm no better than I was years ago.

That I'm worse.

So much worse.

And, that she deserves more.

But, the second she's pressed against the door, the thoughts fade away.

"Kiss me," she whispers, and the need is almost too much to bear. My hand falls on her neck, and when her eyes meet mine, her legs start to shake.

"You're sure?"

"Yes," she says, her lips parting, and the moment my tongue slips inside, the passion is too much.

"I'm not sure, Viper. I don't know. This is the last time. The last time ever. We have to stop," Iris cries.

"Baby," I moan, and the sound of her voice makes my dick throb.

"I need this. Please. Just one more time," Iris whimpers.

"One more," I say, and when my mouth is back on hers, the air between us grows hot.

"Please," Iris moans, and the sound of her voice is making me crazy.

"Fuck. Come here," I hiss, and the moment she's lifted into my arms, her legs wrap around my waist. The walk to the bedroom is quick, and the second she's on the bed, I can't stop myself. "You're so fucking beautiful, Iris. So fucking perfect for Daddy."

"Daddy," Iris moans, and when my fingers find the button of her jeans, the need is almost too much.

"Lift up, baby," I hiss, tugging the jeans over her hips.

"More. Take more," she cries, and when the thong follows, her eyes go wide.

"God damn, you're gorgeous," I growl, and the need to taste her is overwhelming.

"Please. Fuck me, Daddy," she cries, and the second my mouth is between her legs, she screams. "Yes."

"Fuck," I growl, and the second my tongue slips inside her, the need is almost too much. "Your pussy tastes so sweet. So fucking good."

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