Page 15 of One Night

I could get attached and need more… already there.

She could get pregnant… I wish she would.

Her hair spreads out behind her as she stares toward me with those big, gorgeous eyes and that sweet come-get-me smile. “I need you so badly, Colton. Please.”

Stroking my cock at her tight little entrance, I slide into her soft and slow, as every bit of reserve I have left leaves my body.

“Eyes on me, honey. I need to watch your pretty face as I dig into your tight, little pussy.”

A moan escapes her and then another as I sink in further and take what’s mine. It’s a dangerous place to be. Inside of her, desperate for her, feeling her walls close in around me, tight and warm.

I grind my teeth and push in until I’m back as far as I can go.

“Oh God, Colton. I need it.I need you,” she pants. “Don’t stop.”

I hold her legs up over my shoulders and thrust into her harder. In and out. Back and forth. Faster then slower.

Holding one hand on her ankle, I use the other to grip the thickest part of her hip as I push forward again, watching her tits move back and forth as she whimpers.

“I’m so close,” she calls out, her tone begging.

“Come on my cock like a good girl. You’ve got it. Give yourself to me.”

Her phone buzzes on the table behind her head and I glance back to see a text light up the screen.

Dad: I’ll be there in five. Turning onto the county road now.

Here? He’s coming here? Why would he come here?

What the hell am I doing? He’ll never forgive me. Hell, I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to look him in the eye ever again.

I should stop. I should pull out, we should clean up, and I should spend the next forty years in church repenting my sins…but I don’t.

I thrust deeper and harder as her body shakes and her tight little pussy clenches down around my cock. “You’re mine, honey.”

Nothing can stop this. Not now, not ever. This woman is mine and I don’t care who knows it. I’m never letting go.

Chapter Seven

Nora

I’ve never felt anything like this before. Maybe it’s in part that what we’re doing is so wrong, or maybe it has something to do with his huge cock. Then again, it could be how he uses it or the way his giant frame feels against my body. No matter the cause, I’m blinded with pleasure as an orgasm roars up through my toes and into my hips, settling between my legs.

“Oh God, Colton! Yes!” I pant and scream in relief as I convulse against his solid, pumping frame.

“Good girl. Good fuckin’ girl.” His tone is rough, deep, and ragged as though he’s about to lose control. “I’m gonna come in this tight, little pussy.”

“Do it,” I pant, watching his face contort. “Come inside of me. Make me yours.”

I don’t know what I’m saying anymore. Tonight was supposed to be a one-night thing. We aren’t claiming anything. I’m only his for this one night. Tomorrow, everything goes back to normal, and we will have gotten all this out of our system. Tomorrow, I go back to being his nanny, and he goes back to being my father’s best friend. Tomorrow, we pretend like none of this happened, so I have no clue why I’m hollering out for him to make me his, except for the fact that,I wish I was his, that this was real, and we had plans to do this over and over again from now to the end of eternity.

He thrusts into me one final time and I watch his eyes roll back into his head before he growls out and releases inside of me. Warmth spreads into my stomach as he pumps the last of his seed inside.

“Fuck, honey. You feel so good.” He leans forward and kisses the top of my head as a solid knock lands on the front door.

Oh my God!

Colton glances toward me, his thick, flaccid dick still tucked into my warmth. “That’s your father. I saw a text come in when I was,” he glances away and back again, “I couldn’t stop myself. I’m sorry.”

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