Page 55 of Detention with Daddies

She’s enjoying this, just like I knew she would. Her eyes drift closed, and her arms tighten around her knees, holding herself in place for me. It frees up my hands to stroke the backs of her thighs, cup her wide ass.

Fuck, every part of her is lovely.

When she starts making soft noises, I pick up my speed, slamming into her with the force that would make most balk, but her moans turn breathy, mouth hanging open. It transforms me into a beast, taking what I’ve never allowed myself before.

I fuck her ass brutally, thumb rubbing her soaking pussy and clit in a slow but steady beat—countering my hips.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.” Her limbs twist against the pleasure. The pressure. And I know that I have her on the edge.

“Don’t hold back, Olivia. Give yourself up to it.”

Her head flings forward, pressing her forehead against her knees. Elbows clutched in her hands, she muffles her moan into her own flesh, and her pleasure spikes my own.

I’ve been dreaming of coming in her ass for days, but this—this is better than I could have imagined. The way her muscles undulate around me has me barreling toward ecstasy.

Sinking two fingers into her core has her choking, and a few well-placed thrusts have her body seizing up in the throes of her own orgasm.

I prod her for another minute, prolonging that high before I give her a solid slap on her ass.

Her eyes fly open and cheeks redden, then I take back control, hooking her knees in my elbows and leaning over her to pound out my own end. It blitzes and consumes me, grinding me into her ass until I recover.

Olivia’s small whimpers are accompanied by the gentle caress on my cheek and chin.

I growl a little, smirking at her. “I knew you could take that.”

Her laugh is soft. “Oh yeah?”

“With those delicious curves. Your ample ass.Fuck, Olivia. I daydream about it so much, it leaves me lost most of the day. Interrupts work. Has me obsessed.” I lower her thighs around me to lean in further to capture her mouth.

She gives me a squeeze with her knees as she kisses me back. When we’re like this, I can’t help but want to claim her completely.

Pulling back, I look down into those pretty green eyes. “I wasn’t too rough with you, was I?”

A small shake of her head and a naughty grin gives me her answer.

“Good. Good. I’ve never let myself go like that before.” As if my body has to prove me right, my cock twitches inside of her, and she clamps down around me in response.

“Mmm. I liked it.”

I press us together for a few more blissful seconds before I slowly pull out and wet a towel to clean her up. “I wish I could leave you a mess.”

“So primal.”

I laugh at that. “If you haven’t noticed, I feel quite primal around you.”

The flash in her eyes says she has noticed, but I expect nothing else. Olivia is observant. Quick. Smart.

Something about taking care of her after pricks something deep in my chest too. Some instinct.

My ex-wife always got up to shower after. Rinse me off of her as quickly as she could. Olivia doesn’t seem to mind marinating in me.

I help her upright once most of the mess is clean, my hand sinking into those loose red strands to tip her face up toward mine. Stroking her apple cheek, I revel in how responsive she is.

Her hands come around my waist, drawing us close. I need to bring her home with me. And soon. Because I want to drown myself in her scent, her softness, her light for more than a few stolen moments.

She kisses me, and it makes me bolder. Ha, bolder than what, I’m not sure. I’ve already been more than a little bold with her.

Gathering her pants in my hands and securing the band around her waist, I grab and squeeze her hips and ass again before escorting her to my office door.

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