Page 33 of Entangled

“I can’t. I'm so close.”

In one swift motion, I shift forward and grab her by the throat. “Show me your damn tits!”

She’s not fast enough, so I shove her top down, not caring in the slightest that I tear the fabric in the process. Her tits spill free, creamy and full, with pebbled, rosy nipples. Palming her breast, I lean down to suck one of the buds between my teeth, then the other one.

She yelps when I slap her tit, watching it bounce.

“Fuck,” I groan. “They’re so damn pert and perfect!” I slap it again, pleased when her pale skin reddens. This time, when I take her nipple in my mouth, I bite down hard until she cries out.

“You’re gonna please me, sweetheart?”

“Yes,” she breathes out, arching her tits closer to my smirking lips.

“Get out of the car and lean over the hood with your ass in the air.”

Frowning, she moves back, searching my face. “Anyone could spot us.”

My hand flies out, grabbing her chin. “Do as I fucking say.”

With a soft nod, she reaches behind her and opens the door. The area is away from the main road and shielded by trees, but it’s still public land, and anyone could walk by.

I like that thought. I reach onto the backseat for the Halloween mask I brought in case someone spots us. As much as I love her pussy, I would be no good to her in jail.

Putting it on and stepping out, I admire her creamy ass on top of my hood. She watches me over her shoulder as I stalk her.

“What’s with the ‘Jason’ mask?” she asks, staring wide-eyed at me.

“Spread your legs wider. As far as you can.”

She obeys.

The insides of her thighs are soaking wet, a trail of pussy juice running down her leg. She’s going to be the death of me.

Falling to my knees behind her, I lift my mask and drag my tongue through the trail, all the way up to her pink pussy. My tongue slides through her folds as I grip her ass and spread her apart. With my face soaked in her arousal, I circle the soft curve of her entrance before stretching her with my tongue and feeling her clench around me.

“Grayson,” she moans. Her sweet sounds echo through the trees.

I slap her ass hard, relishing in her sharp gasp.

She’s fucking divine. How am I going to survive this? How am I ever going to walk away from her? The truth is, I can’t. I’m hers completely now. Maybe it’s wrong to be this obsessed with someone like her—my daughter’s best friend—but I can’t stop this obsession from growing.

I want to possess her, own every part of her until she doesn’t know where she begins and I end.

I suck on her clit and feast on her until she’s shaking beneath my tight grip on her thighs.

Rising to my feet, I pull my mask back down and slap her pussy hard. Then I do it again when she yelps.

“Quiet. You’ll take what I give you, sweetheart.”

Gripping her neck, I press her cheek against the hood, brushing her hair away from her eyes. “Are you ready for me?”

“Please, Grayson, please.”

I swiftly unbuckle my belt and pull down my zipper. My suit pants pool around my ankles as I stroke my hard dick. I can’t wait to lose myself in her, to feel her wrapped around me.

Rubbing my cock over her pussy, I coat it in her slickness and then bring the hard tip to her puckered hole. I press forward just enough to feel her stiffen.

I like her fear.

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