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The more time I spent with him, the more I realized our age difference. Not because I had lived fewer years on this planet than he had, but because of our bodies.

Whenever my soft skin rubbed against his, or his hands moved along my body, the roughness made me shiver all over again, and the wrinkles I felt whenever I caressed his face reminded me of the first time I realized I was into older men.

Something about them, especially Riggs, made me feel safe and protected, but it was the confidence and strength he radiated that made my body tingle most.

Again, it wasn’t something most girls related to, but I didn’t care about them. Riggs was the only man that mattered, and there was no one in the entire world who could tell me I couldn’t be with him.

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I broke the kiss to press my lips against her neck while pulling back her hair and making her tilt her head to the side, and while I nibbled and licked all the way from her ear to the top of her tits, Valley cupped my cock and started to rub it through my sweatpants.

I had a few ideas for how to fuck her tonight, but I decided to go the unexpected way.

It wasn’t like me to take things slow, and I knew Valley was slowly going crazy while I took my time to discover every single part of her body all over again.

I loved her curves, her tight waist, her beautiful long legs which held me close while they were wrapped around my hips, and I loved her hands, showing me with every single touch how much she loved what we did.

I’ve had many women in my life before, but none had ever touched me the way Valley had.

No one compared to my girl.

They didn’t even have a chance.

“Daddy, please…” she begged, but I knew damn well she had no clue what she was begging for.

“Say that again,” I challenged, cupping both her tits with my hands now and squeezing tightly as I looked back into her eyes.

She stared back at me, her eyes wide and filled with lust, just how I liked to see them.

“I need you, daddy,” she croaked out, her hands fisting my hair tightly.

She didn’t have to tell me that, but hearing her call me daddy made my dick jolt every damn time.

I loved it, and the more she said it, the more I wanted her to continue calling me that.

Lifting her shirt, I exposed her tits as she wasn’t wearing a bra. Another thing I loved about her, and hoped she’d never change.

Once I got rid of my own shirt as well, I cupped her tits again and leaned in to pull one of her nipples into my mouth, circling my tongue around it while squeezing the other.

Her soft moans got louder as I sucked harder on it, and when I let it pop out of my mouth, I moved to the other and licked it before giving it the same attention.

Her hands were still in my hair, tugging and pulling and sending bolts of lightning right to my dick.

“More,” she begged, trying to push my head down. But I wasn’t done with her tits yet.

I massaged them while I was sucking on her hard nipple, not getting enough of her.

Her tits were perfect. Not too big but just the right handful, and the longer I played with them, the more sensitive they got from my touch.

She bucked her hips and pressed her crotch harder against mine before moving them in slow circles, rubbing her pussy on my hardness.

“Fuck,” I growled as she moved one hand between us to cup my dick, squeezing it tightly and pulling at my balls now that it was easier for her to access them through my sweatpants.

“I’m really trying to be good, Valley, but you’re making it so fucking hard.”

“I don’t want you to be good. I want you to fuck me like the first time. Please, daddy,” she begged once more, and that was it for me.

Guess she really didn’t like this side of me, but I happily changed into the rough motherfucker I’ve always been.

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