Page 20 of One Hot Daddy

"You're so fucking beautiful," I whisper, transfixed by the sight of her lacy bra.It's simple, practical even, but the way it cups her breasts makes my mouth water.

She glides her hands up my chest."I've been wanting to touch you since this morning."

I groan and capture her mouth again, unable to resist the pull between us.Her blouse joins my shirt on the floor, and I press her down onto the mattress with its soft quilt beneath her.Before I know it, we're both naked.Her skin is like silk beneath my fingers as I trace the curve of her waist, the dip of her spine, the downy hairs between her thighs.I smell her cream.Fuck, I'll go mad if I don't plunge my cock inside her.I need it so badly it's almost pathetic.

I trace the line of her collarbone with one finger, trailing kisses down to her navel.She arches her back, fisting her fingers in the pillow beneath her head.

"Hurry, Fletcher, please."Jennifer arches beneath me again."Tell me everything you want to do to me.Please, Fletcher, now."

The invitation in her voice breaks something loose inside me.

"Blimey, you're a goddess, Jennifer."

The time for talk is over now.If I'm not inside her within ten seconds, I'll go stark-raving mad.So, I rip the condom box apart in my effort to grab one packet and roll it onto my rock-hard length.Then, I draw in a cleansing breath, grasp her hips and plunge my cock inside her slick heat.

Chapter Ten

Jennifer

The moment Fletcher thrusts into me, I let out a soft, husky cry of relief as my body lifts off the bed.The exquisite fullness robs me of breath.I moan, clutching his shoulders and digging my nails into his skin as the sheer joy of our joining hits me."Oh god, yes!Fletcher, don't ever stop fucking me, not ever, not even if an asteroid slams down onto this house."

Fletcher's throaty chuckle makes me shiver in the best way.But suddenly, he freezes above me, his eyes wide and wild."I need to take you like a filthy animal.Not sure how much longer I can hold back."

"Don't hold back," I beg, wrapping my legs around his waist."I'm yours completely, do anything you want to me."

We both instinctively keep our voices as low as we reasonably can, given how intensely we want to devour each other.He groans again, his forehead dropping onto mine as he begins to move inside me.Every thrust goes deeper than the last, the friction both delicious and maddening.My body welcomes him as if we've done this a thousand times before.

"Christ, Jennifer," he snarls against my neck, his voice deeper and rougher."I could die while fucking you, and it would be worth the pain."

I've lost all capacity to form words, and I can only whimper while he fills me up entirely.It's been so long since I've felt anything like this---raw need and desperate hunger that makes the entire world fade away.Fletcher's hands grip my hips, pulling me closer as he drives deeper.

"More," I gasp, my fingernails raking down his back."I need more of you."

He growls low in his throat, the sound vibrating against my skin as his mouth finds my breast.He circles his tongue around my nipple before drawing it between his teeth, making me cry out softly.The dual sensations of his mouth around my nipple and his cock moving inside me threaten to shatter my control.

I can feel myself climbing toward an explosive climax, my body folding in on itself more and more while his thrusts grow wilder, more feral, like a werewolf claiming his mate.My juices dribble down my thighs and onto his skin.Fletcher seems to sense that I'm teetering on the edge, because he finds my clit with his thumb, rubbing it in merciless circles with just the right amount of pressure.The combination makes me fold in on myself even more, and I end up awkwardly placing my legs over his shoulders.I suck in a sharp breath, frozen as my climax crashes through me, my inner walls clenching around him while from screaming his name.

"That's it, love," Fletcher growls, his eyes locked on my face as I blow apart beneath him."Let go for me.Do it now."

My inner walls are still pulsing around him when he flips us over in one swift motion.He clutches my hips with both hands, urging me to straddle him.The new angle makes me gasp, my sensitive flesh stretching to accommodate him even more deeply.

"Ride me," he commands, all but snarling the words."I want to see those perfect tits bounce while you take whatever you want."

I plant my hands on his chest and begin to move, rolling my hips in a rhythm that makes us both moan and gasp.Fletcher's hands clamp onto my thighs hard enough to leave marks as I lift and lower myself on his thick shaft.His eyes devour me, dark with lust and something wilder.

"Oh shit, Fletcher, you feel so damn good," I pant, bearing down on him."Don't stop, never stop, please, please, please."

He slides his hands up to my breasts, cupping them roughly.Then he brushes his tongue over my nipples in rhythm with my movements.I'm still sensitive from my first orgasm, and everything feels like too much---and also not enough.I throw my head back, losing myself in the sheer bliss of this moment.

Then Fletcher does something incredible.He sinks his teeth into the pliant flesh of my shoulder, and unbelievably, that sends me careening off the cliff.My second climax hits harder than the first, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure crash through me.I bite down on my lip so hard I taste copper, desperate to muffle the scream building in my throat.Fletcher's eyes roll back as my walls clench around him.With a muffled roar, he pulls me down hard against him, his cock pulsing as he finds his own release.The heat of it floods through me, marking me in the most intimate way possible.

We collapse together, both of us breathing hard as the aftershocks ripple through our bodies.Fletcher's arms wrap around me, holding me against his chest as we try to catch our breath.I can hear his heart hammering beneath my cheek, matching the frantic rhythm of my own.

"Bugger me," he whispers into my hair, his voice rough and satisfied."That was..."

"Wow, you were incredible," I tell him while pressing a gentle kiss to his collarbone.The taste of his skin is salty with sweat.Damn, I want to lick every inch of him.

Fletcher strokes his up and down my spine, his touch gentle now in contrast to the desperate way he gripped me moments before."We should probably talk about what this means."