Page 30 of Mountain Daddy

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Over and over.

And his hand keeps pressing down on my belly.

And… god… I feel him everywhere.

I feel so full.

I feel like my entire insides are filled with him.

I feel like I’m about to come even quicker than the first time.

“You there, Baby?” Luther grunts above me.

I nod.

I’m so close.

I’ve never felt like this.

Never been so bossed around.

Never gotten off so quickly.

“Feed me one.” His voice is so rough I barely understand him.

I blink up into Luther’s hooded eyes.

He nods to my chest.

Then I remember his words from earlier.

I want to suck on them while I’m fucking you.

I drop my hand from his shoulder and grip my breast.

He lowers his head. And when his lips close around my nipple, my entire body clenches.

He moans against my flesh, sucking harder.

The sight is vulgar.

It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever experienced.

And it’s only for tonight.

I reach up with my free hand and grip his hair, trying to breathe as his cock continues to pump in and out of me.

He hums.

And I fight to breathe. “Do I taste good, Daddy?”

He bites my nipple.

His hips pound into me. Harder.

His cock stretches me more with every thrust.

Then the hand on my belly shifts.

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