Page 40 of King of My Heart

If I did that, I’d be a sick son of a bitch.

Fuck, I already was one for making her dry hump me.

But I’d also be a fucking liar if I said I didn’t enjoy this. She was into it too, and as long as this was consensual, I gave no fucks about morals.

Didn’t give a fuck about getting close to her who has most likely let my son fuck her before.

Other people did worse.

Abused.

Killed.

And I did none of those things. Never had, never would.

So, fuck it.

I wanted her; she wanted me.

She was on her knees between my legs in the tiny space before me, with her back to the passenger side dash after I told her to clean up my cum. She didn’t hesitate and moved down to do exactly what I asked of her.

No pushing back.

No arguing.

She was being a damn good girl.

I adjusted in my seat, widening my legs and pushing the fabric of my shorts further down. My dick was still hard, and it kept throbbing just from having her eyes on it. She rested her hands on my thighs as she looked up through her dark lashes. The tip of her tongue brushed along her bottom lip, and the tiniest grin tugged at the corners of her mouth when she dropped her gaze again.

I reached out my hands to run my fingers through her hair, pulling it back to hold it together at the back of her head with my right hand. “I don’t want that mouth around my cock. We’ll do that when we get home,” I promised her. “Clean up my cum.”

She gave a small nod, then she lowered her head, with her tongue sticking out, as she licked across my abdomen. I sucked in a breath and covered my cock with my left hand, pulling it aside so she had better access to my stomach.

I watched as she licked every drop off my skin, with her hands holding on tight to my thighs and her body moving sensually between my legs, just like her tongue.

“That’s it, baby. Clean it all up. You like that, don’t you?” I tightened my grip on her hair and pulled her back to make her look at me. “So fucking naughty. How long have you been wanting me to fuck you, hm? Was that your plan all along?”

I knew it wasn’t, but I wanted to taunt her. She needed to know who I was. What I was like. Especially with women. I’ve experienced many different sexual encounters throughout my life, and I have always been a man who wielded power while fucking. I was preparing her for everything we would do after this.

I wasn’t easy, and no woman could ever handle me for more than one night. But in the most twisted and fucked up way, I knew Darwynn could.

“No, it wasn’t.” She shook her head and searched my face. “I swear, this was never my plan.”

“Yet, you’re doing as you’re told, using that tongue to taste my cum.” Teasing. Taunting. I liked the reaction I got out of her.

“Because you asked me to, and I do like you. Even if…”

“Even if I’m way older?”

She nodded slowly. “Yes.”

“Does that turn you on, Darwynn?”

Her lips parted. “Yes,” she choked, biting her lower lip. “Very.”

I tightened my grip even more and pulled her face closer until it was right in front of my cock. I moved my left hand to its base, lifting the tip to touch her lips. “You know word travels fast back home. I don’t want everyone to find out and ruin this for us.”

She closed her eyes as I continued to rub my tip against her mouth, watching as her lips slowly swelled.

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