Page 66 of Challenged by the Single Dad

He pulled in a deep breath. “Fuck it.”

Then his hands were in her hair, his mouth was on hers, and he spun her around and plastered her back against the door.

Everything inside her flickered to life as she grappled for him. Leaping up onto his hips, she wrapped her legs around his waist, grinding against him and his thickening erection.

Prying his hands from her hair, he pinned her with his hips as he took her wrists, lifted them above her head, and slammed them against the door with his hands, holding her there. He was rough, but she liked it.

His mouth fell to her neck, and he nipped as he rubbed his cock against her pussy, the layers of their clothing between them. The seam of her yoga pants hit her clit just perfectly, and she knew she could probably come just like that if they kept going a little longer.

But he didn’t keep her there long enough. Dropping her down to her feet, he gripped her by the hips and spun her back around so she faced away from him. Then he placed one hand on her back and bent her over.

Oh god, yes. Disrespect me. Take me. Fuck me hard.

What the hell? Where did that thought come from?

Yanking down her yoga pants and panties, he licked his fingers and ran them up between her legs. But there was no need for him to get her wet. She was already drenched.

“You want this?” he asked, his voice gruff.

“God, yes,” she breathed, bracing her hands on the small counter in front of her, and glancing at him over her shoulder. “Please.”

Unzipping his jeans, he took his cock in his hand, gave it a couple of sexy tugs, then notched it at her center.

They both moaned as he slowly eased inside.

Even though they’d just had sex last night, the stretch was once again unbelievable.

Groaning, she dropped her head between her arms, her hair hanging down around her face like a veil as he claimed her inch by inch.

“I want to hear it again,” he growled, the moment he was fully inside her.

“What?”

“How badly you want it. Because we shouldn’t be doing this. But I can’t … I can’t stop.”

“I want it … I want you so bad, Dom. Please.”

He growled when she said that last word.

So she did it again. “Fuck me, please. Fuck me hard.”

His fingers dug into her hips as he picked up speed. He fit her perfectly, and she’d never felt so full.

“Oh god,” she whimpered.

“No god here,” he gritted out. “Just us.”

Okay, that was hot.

“Just us,” she echoed.

“Can’t keep my hands off you.”

“Dom …” Bracing herself with one hand on the counter, she reached down between her legs to where they were joined. She rubbed her clit a few times, but was more interested in feeling him and how he disappeared into her with each rough thrust.

His cock was wet and hard as he plunged into her sopping pussy, over and over again. Each time harder. Even though it wasn’t possible, it felt like each time it was deeper too.

She’d never been so turned on in her life.

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