Page 35 of Hat Trick Daddies

“Yes,” she says, a note of wonder in her voice. She lifts her hips experimentally, and I gasp, feeling her pussy clutch me from the inside.

“Fuck, you feel amazing,” I sigh out as I start to move. She finds a cadence with me almost right away, and she sighs and moans with each pulse of my dick.

I hold her in my arms, kissing her over and over as I pump into of her, feeling her envelope me entirely, feeling her pull me in further and further.

“Brooks!” she cries out, her back arching.

“Let go,” I tell her gently, pressing a kiss to her lips. “Just enjoy it.”

She gasps loudly, and then keens as her orgasm washes over her, her tight little pussy grabbing onto my cock in a tantalizing rhythm.

“Good girl,” I whisper to her, before stroking into her two more times and giving in to my own release.

The orgasm is so strong that it makes my arms shake, and I have to shift one hand forward to keep from crushing her with my weight. The pleasure is so immense that I see stars for a moment.

After a beat, I realize that her hands are gripping my shoulders and that she wrapped her slender legs around my waist at the end.

She looks so beautiful it makes my heart ache as I look down at her, a sexy smile curling her lips as she pants in the aftermath of her orgasm.

I roll to the side and take her with me, tucking her against me and stroking her back soothingly.

The room is quiet except for the soft hum of the heater and Ally’s steady breathing. She’s curled up against me, her headresting on my chest, her golden hair spilling over my arm like silk.

I glance at the clock on her bedside table. The glowing red numbers tell me I need to leave soon, preferably before the twins get home. But for now, I let myself enjoy this moment.

My fingers stroke through her hair, and I feel her shift slightly, her lips curling into a smile against my chest. “How was it?” I ask softly, my voice barely above a whisper. “Your first time at twenty-four?”

“Amazing,” she says, her cheeks glowing with a blush. “Better than I imagined, honestly. I feel like I’ve finally escaped my V-card.”

I chuckle, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You didn’t just escape it, you set it on fire and tossed it out the window.”

She laughs, burying her face in my chest. “I don’t know about that…did I do okay, though? I mean, was I…?”

I tilt her chin up, meeting her eyes. “You were incredible, Ally. You have no idea.”

Her smile widens, and she snuggles closer for a brief moment before sighing. “I guess you have to go soon, huh?”

“Yeah,” I admit, reluctantly.

We pull apart, the cool air brushing against my skin as I sit up and start gathering my clothes. Ally wraps a blanket around herself, her cheeks still flushed as she giggles softly, her hair tousled in a way that makes her look even more beautiful.

I tug on my jeans and pull my T-shirt over my head, glancing at her as she slips into a pair of leggings and an oversized sweatshirt. The two of us move quietly, the shared secret between us making the moment feel almost surreal.

Once we’re both dressed, she walks me to the door, her bare feet padding softly against the hardwood floor.

At the door, I pause, turning to her with a small smile. “This stays between us, right?”

“Of course,” she says, her voice warm but firm. “Nobody needs to know.”

“Good,” I reply, leaning down to kiss her one last time. Her lips are soft and lingering, and it’s almost enough to make me want to stay.

But I know I can’t.

I step outside, the cool night air hitting me as I head to my truck. As I drive home, the memory of her body pressed against mine and the sound of her laughter replay in my mind.

It might not have been the “right” thing to do, but damn, it was worth it. As long as we can keep it a secret.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

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