Page 32 of Breaking the Rules of Love

Daddy? I just called him Daddy?Isn’t that like a fetish thing or something? What is going on with me right now?

Jake’s eyes light up, and he wraps a muscled arm around my neck and pulls me close, leaning down and bringing his lips right up against mine.

“Good?” he asks, stroking my cheek with the back of his hand. “Tryamazing.”

He ruts harder inside me as my pride flares. He thrusts more precisely now, using longer strokes that allow me to feel every single inch of his manhood as he fucks.

The need to kiss him overwhelms me.

I lean up to bring my lips to his, but I am denied when he backs away, dodging his mouth just out of reach.

A confused look must come over my face. A smile comes over his.

“You want to kiss me, baby?” he asks, drilling his cock into me. The shock of such a powerful blow shakes me.

“Y-yes.” I nod.

“Yeah? You want to kiss me?” He leans in like he’s going to kiss me, but as I move my lips to accept his, he again denies me and brings his mouth to the sensitive spot just beneath my earlobe. “Maybe I only kiss girls I’m in relationships with.”

A flirtatious anger flares within me. “Oh, you son of a bitch.”

I swing out at him with both arms, flailing wildly, just trying to hit him somewhere. But Jake is just too strong. Too dominant.

He easily grabs me by my wrists and pins both arms behind my head. Then he starts to seriously pound me.

“Am I?” He grins as our bodies slap together. “Am I really a son of a bitch? Because your wet pussy clenching around my cock says that you like me. Says that you likethis.”

My lips twist involuntarily into a smile, but I fight it. I try my best to sneer back at him—at this man who has such incredible, beautiful power over me.

I try to buck my hips back against him and fight him that way, but he weighs so much compared to me that he just pins me down with his weight and fucks me so deep that he completely bottoms out inside me, a sensation that causes me to gasp out loud.

There’s no hiding how much I love this from him after that.

“Yeah, you love it,” he growls, leaning over me, holding me down like his prisoner as he pounds me like his personal fuck doll. “And I can feel how close you are too, baby.”

Right again.

Caught up in this storm of lust, the most I can do is nod back at him. My jaw is hanging open now, my eyes held hostage by his beautiful blues as I take every single thrust of his brutal manhood.

What was I even upset about today at work? Who could remember?

“I love it,” I moan, getting closer and closer.

“I’m right there, baby,” he grunts. “Come with Daddy. Let me feel that pussy squeeze on my cock.”

His filthy words send me over the edge. My hips buck, and my entire body is hit by a wave of pleasure that sends me spinning. My thighs squeeze his rock-hard waist as he buries his cock inside me. And boy is he rough.

Wet, sticky ropes spurt inside me, filling me up until I feel his seed dripping out of me and down my legs. The sensation is incredible. There is such power behind each shot, like Jake was built for breeding.

Then, unexpectedly, he kisses me.

It’s perfectly timed too. He pulls my face to his, and our lips lock together as we ride the remainder of our climaxes down.

He collapses down on top of me, and I wrap my arms around his muscled torso. He’s sweating, but that doesn’t surprise me. In fact, I like it. It only turns me on more. I inhale a deep breath, embedding his scent deep in my lungs. He smellsgood.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asks.

“Oh, no,” I giggle. “That was incredible.”

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