Malta with My Best Friend’s Dad by Flora Ferrari
Chapter Sixteen
Kane
This past week has been torture, trying to stop my gaze from flitting to Kelly as I reconnected with Lena, trying to tell myself I could fight the siren call that blared through me every second of every goddamn day.
Even when I’m riding my motorbike across Malta, scouting out the ports and the airport, she’s always at the edges of my mind, her juicy ass and her plump breasts and her shy sassy lips.
Her pussy is so hot against my hand as I rub, harder and faster, the base of my cock flaring and my helm pushing against my shorts.
“Grab my dick, Kelly,” I snarl. “Feel how hungry you make me.”
She whimpers and then bites down, stopping herself from screaming as I slide two fingers inside of her.
Her wetness is absolutely gorgeous, a flood of need drenching her panties, seeping out of her, and filling the room with her tangy scent. I finger her possessively, burying myself deep, stroking over and over.
“We can’t have sex,” she whispers, her voice strangled. “Not here.”
The animal inside of me rails at that, snapping at me to grab a fistful of her hair and push her face into the pillows, stroking my engorged manhood across her ass so she can feel the beastly need of my length, before slipping down and pushing up to my base into her tight pink hole.
But she’s right.
Our first time has to be somewhere she can fucking scream.
Lena’s room is on the other side of the house. We have to be quiet.
This is so wrong – and yet my cock pulses, aches, and throbs and tells me it’s right.
“Grab. My. Dick.”
She gasps and does as she’s told, reaching down and pressing her hand down on the front of my shorts. I almost let out a roar when I feel the nervousness of her touch, how unsure she is as she strokes her hand up and down.
“Take my cock out. Do it properly. Now.”
I push into her hot needy pussy with even more force, the squelching sound of her wetness filling the room, gorgeous noises that flood my balls with seed, that force my seed up my shaft to my tingling helm.
She fumbles with my shorts, leaning over the edge of the bed, the position made awkward because my fingers don’t stop their carnal passage inside of her.
But I don’t give a damn how awkward it is, not when she finally yanks my shorts down and my cock springs free, my veins pushing against my skin, my helm so swollen it looks like I’m ready to erupt. She whimpers as she grabs onto the base and strokes up to the tip.
“You’re so big.” Her voice shivers as I move my fingers in circles inside of her, massaging her sweet precious place. “How are you ever going to—”
“I’ll force myself into your virgin slit,” I snarl. “I’ll push and push until your young fertile body has no choice but to take me. And when you feel me swelling up inside of you, your innocent tight hole will have no choice but to open for me, to let me fuck you ragged, fuck you rough until you’re squirting down my length.”
“Ah, ah, ah,” she whimpers, her hips beginning to jerk, her grip becoming loose on my dick.
“That’s it. Good girl.” I move my fingers faster, with more feral fury. “Let it all out. All that need. All that excitement. Let it out like the horny virgin you are.”
She turns her face and bites down on her pillow, her luscious dark hair spilling across her cheek, beads of sweat sliding down her skin. The bed vibrates and creaks as pulsations move through her body, her hole fluttering around my fingers, a week’s worth of gorgeous cream squirting onto my hand and drenching the sheets.
“You’re an excited little thing,” I snarl in her ear, as she makes tempting hmm noises and nods through her euphoria. “You’re always ready to put on a show for me, aren’t you, you horny girl?”
“Yes, yes,” she breathes, orgiastic shivers moving through her. “Oh, God, right there… right there.”
Faster, more savagely, I rub her hot-as-fuck insides until her orgasm shatters and she’s left lying back on the bed, her chest rising and falling.
I snarl and grab her top, yanking it down so her big juicy breasts spill free.
“Oh, fuck…”
I fall upon them, taking one in my hand as I suck on the nipple of the other, and then I push them together and lean back to stare at how captivating they are.
“What can I do?” She moans as I massage. “I want to make you happy, Kane.”
I almost scream, Then bend over and show me that perfect fucking hole. Because drilling you like the receptive virgin you are is the only thing I need.
But I know she’s right about not having sex when Lena is only a few doors away.
Fuck, what am I doing?
I push the question away the second it arises.
This feels like the only thing I can do. My woman is too tempting. Her body is too perfect.
“Can I…”
She trails off, a flash of nervousness flashing across her features.
“What?” I snarl.
“Can I try, maybe…”
“Don’t get shy with me now,” I smirk. “What is it? Say it.”
“Can I try giving you a blowjob? I’ve never done it before, with anybody. Heck, I’ve never done anything with anybody.”
My cock jerks and my heartbeat picks up its pace, thundering through me, every part of me growing tense and hungry.
Standing up, I take my cock in my hand, squeezing tightly as I gaze down at her wide young eyes. “Do you need me to give you instructions?”
She bites her lip, nodding. “If you don’t mind?”
“It would be my pleasure. Sit on the edge of the bed and get ready to take my cock. And don’t even think about putting those big beautiful tits away.”
“Okay.” She wriggles into position, giving me a perfect view of her plump breasts, shimmering in the lowlight from where I sucked her greedy nipples. “Now what?”
“Grip my base and open that little mouth as wide as you can. Suck the end and go down as far as you can, but watch your teeth.”
“Okay, Kane. Oh, God, you’re so big.”
“Do it. Now.”
She reaches up with shyness marking her every movement, making her features tight as she curls her small hand around my monstrous girth. I groan and stare at her breasts, into her eyes… widening as she leans closer to my tip.
“Like this?”
She whimpers as she opens her mouth and pushes down on my dick, sliding her lips to the edge of my helm and up again.
“Exactly like that,” I snarl, as the heavenly warmth of her virgin mouth consumes me, as the feeling sizzles up and down my length.
She has no idea how much sexier her nerves make her, telling me she’s truly never done this before – that this side of her is for me and me alone. And I’m willing to kill to protect the sanctity of her sexual expression.
“You belong to me,” I growl, moving my hands down, sliding my fingers into her hair as I begin to rock back and forth. “Can you take it like this?”
She slides up to my tip, gasping. “Yeah. But not too hard. Not too deep.”
“It’s okay. I’ll take it slow.”
“Hmm.”
She rubs up and down my base as I slide in and out of her mouth, captivated by the way her eyes gaze up at me, two orbs of shock and obsession and curiosity.
I take it slow, snarling with each movement, obsessed by how hot her tongue is, by how she moans and whimpers as I keep thrusting. And then I can’t hold back anymore and I move faster, but I’m careful not to go too deep because I don’t want to choke my horny princess… not unless she wants me to, and that’s for one day in the future.
“Grab your tits,” I gasp, hardly able to force the words out as time does funny things. I’m not sure if she’s been sucking me for a minute or an hour. All I know is it’s goddamn heaven. “Pinch your nipples for me.”
“Hmm, hmm,” she moans, jerking my base as her free hand does as I command, grabbing and massaging her large gorgeous breasts.
I groan and collapse forward as my seed loses control, as it rushes up and explodes into her mouth.
She whimpers and then – oh, fuck – her throat starts to shift as she swallows, and swallows until my balls are empty and I collapse onto the bed.
“Fuck, Kelly,” I whisper, my voice shivering with savagery despite the low volume. “I didn’t expect you to swallow it.”
She shuffles closer to me, clawing onto my bare torso as she rests her cheek against my chest. “I saw how much it was turning you on. Did I do it okay, Kane?”
“Hush, sweet princess.” I kiss the top of her head, gripping onto her shoulder, hugging her close to me. “You did it perfectly. You are perfect.”
We stay like that for a long time, sitting in semidarkness and silence, neither of us willing to give voice to the torrent of impossibilities swirling around the moment.
Now that we know we can’t resist each other, what the hell are we going to do?
