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EVAN

N o way.

No fucking way.

This isn’t happening. Elena isn’t attracted to me. I’m dreaming. Probably sleepwalking. And I’ll wake up any minute soon.

Elena backs into the room until the backs of her thighs hit the bed. She’s naked and as perfect as I pictured her in my head. No, scratch that. She looks way better than the image of her I used to jerk off to.

Small, perky tits, soft stomach, and thick thighs.

Perfect, perfect, perfect.

“Elena, I’m giving you one last chance to run away from me.”

“Why should I do that?”

“I’m your stepdad.”

“On paper.”

“I’m also way older than you.”

“And?”

“Elena…”

“Tell me you want me to leave, Evan. Right now. And I would.”

“No!” The word bursts out of me before my brain catches up, and I scrub a hand across my face. “Fuck, Elena. I’ve been trying to keep my distance.”

“Do you want to?”

“No. Fuck, I want you so much. I’ve wanted you before I met you.”

“B-before you met me? What do you mean? How?”

I raise my face to the ceiling and swallow. “Maybe I have a thing for women dressed in a prune and a hot dog sandwich.”

I barely have the chance to process it when Elena grabs my hand and stands on her toes to kiss me. It’s a kiss that destroys me completely, from the inside and out.

The tension simmering between us boils over, and we’re all over each other, my hands cradling her face, her fingers grabbing my hair, her nails scratching at my back.

There’s nothing separating us—literally nothing—and I take advantage of it, knowing I might never have the chance again. I lift her and drop her on the mattress, grabbing her ankles to jerk her to the edge of the bed.

“Last chance to stop this, Elena,” I tell her, blood roaring in my veins, my loins aching with the need to feel her pussy around me.

Elena glares at me and lifts herself on her elbows. “I’m getting tired of you trying to talk me out of this. I want it, Evan. I want it so much.”

That’s all the encouragement I need.

I kneel before her, kissing her calf and biting the side of her knee. “Let me eat you. Let me taste. Please let me beg on my knees.”

She parts her legs and arches her back, and I waste no time diving into her pussy.

Fuck, she tastes sweet. Sweet and musky and mine.

“You taste so good. I’m going to make you feel so good, you’re going to see stars.” I run my hands along her smooth inner thighs and part her folds. With the single-minded focus of a starving man about to have his first meal, I drag my tongue along her pink pussy, flattening it on her clit.

Elena bows off the mattress, but I hold her down. I worship her in languid circles, taking note of when she clamps her legs around my head and yanks my hair. She likes it slow. She likes it when I lick her pussy slowly and suck lightly on her clit. She likes it when I shove my tongue inside her while my finger teases her button. She likes it when I explore her pussy with my tongue, my mouth kissing her folds.

My fingers dig into her thighs as I eat her. In between her whimpers and moans, she grabs my hair and rides my face, her juices smearing all over me.

“F-fuck yes, baby. That’s it. Ride my face. Ride my tongue. Use me,” I tell her.

“Ah, God. Evan, please. Evan, Evan, I-I’m c-coming…” She stretches the last word as her body shakes and her eyes roll to the back of her head.

I don’t let up. Instead, I knead her ass roughly and bury my tongue deep, feeling her pussy flutter around me, her juices gushing and coating my mouth.

Jesus. This is the best meal I’ve ever had. Messy. Filthy. And oh so fucking perfect. I can have this every day for the rest of my life.

Apparently, we’re far from done.

Just when I thought I sapped her strength, Elena pushes me gently and guides me to sit on the bed.

I brace my hands on either side of me, watching in admiration as she stands before me with nothing—absolutely nothing—except for the glistening juice sliding down her thighs.

“You like what you see, Evan?” She has the most beautiful fuck-me eyes I’ve ever seen, and those blue orbs run down my body and settles on my hard cock, now jutting in front of my stomach.

“I’d like it better if I’m buried inside that pussy, Elena. Now ride me. Ride me like the good girl you are.”

“Oh, demanding. Not sure I like that.”

“Fucking ride my cock, Elena.”

“Say please.”

“Fuck. Please, baby. You’re killing me standing like that in front of my cock and not doing anything. Please.”

“Because you asked so nicely, I’ll oblige.”

With a lopsided grin, she loops her arms around my neck and straddles my lap, her pussy teasing my shaft. “Elena, I’m going crazy. Please.”

Instead of sitting on my cock, she swipes her wet pussy along my length. My head explodes with desire, and the desperation to feel her wraps around me. My cock aches.

My hands go to her thighs, but she swats them away. “Don’t touch me, Evan. If you do, I’ll leave you here with your beautifully hard cock.”

“Ah, fuck. Elena…”

She nips my earlobe and licks the outer shell of my ear, chuckling darkly. “Tell me you want this so badly.”

“I want this so badly. I want you so badly.”

“Well, then…”

Elena lifts her hips and lowers herself on my cock. I’m about to combust because of how tight and wet she feels. “Elena… God…”

“I learned something online.”

I don’t even know what she’s saying anymore. I’m afraid if I move even an inch, I’ll come. “Uh-huh.”

“I’ll spell coconut with my hips. Let me know if you like it.”

“O-okay.”

If she asked me to bang my head against the headboard, I’d do it. I’d do anything she wanted. I am completely at her mercy.

“C,” she says and circles her hips.

“Oh God, baby. Ride this cock. It’s yours. It’s all yours.”

“O. C. O.”

It’s then that I realize she’s trying to spell the word with her hips. In between the letters, she slides up and down my rigid manhood.

“N. U. T.”

“Goddammit. Yes, baby. Yeah, I’m yours. This is yours. All of me.”

Without thinking, I shove two fingers into her mouth. Her eyes widen with surprise at first before she begins sucking.

“Shit, Elena.”

She does all the work—bouncing on my lap and sucking my fingers, her saliva dripping down the sides of her mouth. I buck my hips as much as I can, meeting her downward moves. “You like that, baby? You like me pounding you?”

“Y-yes, Evan. God, yes. More.” She’s sweating hard, her hair sticking to her face, and drool on her chin.

I’ve never seen anyone more beautiful.

We switch positions until she’s under me and I’m hovering above her, my cock still inside her tight pussy. I raise her arms over her head, pinning them with one hand, as I begin thrusting into her.

“You like this, baby? Your cunt likes my cock? Watch it, baby. Watch my cock disappear inch by fucking inch.”

“Yes, fuck. Oh God. Deeper. Harder. Evan, please.”

I fuck her harder, one hand squeezing her tit while my mouth covers the other. I suck on the skin, making sure it leaves a mark. Making sure I leave a mark that will take days to fade.

“Holy shit, Elena. You’re so fucking hot, and you take me so well. Such a good girl.”

She responds with a low, long moan as she tugs her hands free, her nails raking along my back. She’s leaving her mark on me as well. Good girl.

“I’m about to come, Elena. You come with me, okay? Let me fill you.”

“Y-yes.”

My thrusts become wild and uncoordinated. I’m just driving into her with everything I have as my finger finds her clit again to help her along. She trembles when the first spurt of come coats her walls.

“Ride it out, Elena. Ride it out on my cock. Come for me, baby.”

Spots of color dance before my eyes as I come harder than I’ve ever had. I fill her as she pulses around my cock, her hips moving as I soften inside her.

God, she’s perfect. This is perfect. I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want this. Forever and ever.