Page 314 of Breaking the Pucking Rules
I’m fucking obsessed with all of her, let’s be honest.
“Perfect,” I muse before diving back in, eating her like I’m starving.
I am. Fucking starving for my girl.
Despite her being ready to come about thirty seconds after I started sucking on her swollen clit, I don’t let her fall. Instead, I bring her to the edge over and over until she’s almost sobbing for relief.
Her legs tremble, and her juices drip from my chin.
It’s fucking everything.
“Please, Kodie. Please.”
I pull back, eliciting a loud moan of disapproval before stating, “You’re not coming on my mouth tonight. You’re not coming until I’m balls deep inside you.”
“Then hurry the fuck up and get in my pussy.”
I chuckle as I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and climb to my feet.
My dick physically hurts, confined behind the zipper of my suit pants.
Usually, I don’t mind having to wear suits to and from games, but right now, I could really do with being in a pair of sweats.
Ripping my fly open with one hand, I slide the other up Casey’s spine, over each ridge until I can sink my fingers into her silky blonde hair.
“Kodie, please.”
“Fucking love it when you beg,” I praise. “You’re such good fucking girl.”
She whimpers as I pull my dick out. I squeeze, giving it a few strokes, rubbing the precum into the head, but it does little to quell the ache.
“Yes,” she hisses when I step closer and drag my dick through her folds, letting her wetness coat me.
The second I press against her entrance, her muscles ripple, trying to drag me deeper.
“Greedy girl. Tell me what you want.”
“Your dick, Kodie. Please.”
I shake my head. How the hell I managed to stay away from her and lie to myself for as long as I did, I don’t know.
Will a relationship between us be easy? Hell no. But I already know it’ll be worth it.
Being able to come home from games to this woman, whether at home or on the road, is going to be the best part of my job. And knowing that my daughter loves her too? Fuck. It’s too much.
Thrusting my hips forward, I fill her in one swift move as my fingers tighten in her hair. Pulling her head back, I force her to arch her back, allowing me to take her as deep as physically possible.
“So full,” she cries. “Kodie, yes. So deep.”
I didn’t know it was possible, but I swear I get harder, hearing her words.
“So fucking deep,” I grunt as I pull out and push back in slowly, allowing her a few moments to adjust before I give her what we both really need.
“Yes,” she cries, shifting her hips as if it’ll pull me even deeper. “Fuck me, Kodie. Please, fuck me.”
I don’t need to be told twice. The next time I pull out, I wait a beat before I surge back in so hard and fast that her feet leave the floor.
Something settles inside me as the beast that was taking over subsides slightly.
