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Chapter Fourteen

Edward

Trailing my fingers along the front of her body, I bury my face in her neck and hair, kissing her gently and inhaling her sweet scent. Mom shifts in her sleep, unwittingly opening herself up for further exploration. I squeeze her full breast with my palm, pinching the nipple between my fingers as I massage it.

I slide my other arm beneath her, pulling her more firmly against me as I use my free hand to caress her thigh as I angle myself round to stroke her clit.

“Max,” she mumbles in her sleep as she moves her leg, giving me better access to the forbidden treasure trove between her thighs. I kiss her neck, biting down softly as I push one finger, then another, inside of her.

She’s already dripping with arousal, and I shove my boxers down to my knees before positioning myself behind her. Dry fucking her between her legs, my dick hits my hand as I work her pussy, delving in deep and angling my fingers to make her climax.

The muscles tighten around my fingers as a fresh flood of juices coats them .

“Ohhh,” she moans, matching the speed of my fingers and fucking them eagerly, demonstrating how she’ll ride my cock when I finally get it inside her again.

Rolling onto my back, I bring her with me until she’s reverse straddling me. The feel of her wet pussy on me makes me groan, and unable to wait any longer, I lift her up. Allowing my dick to spring upright, I carefully position her above me, teasing her entrance with the tip.

“Please,” she begs, squirming and trying to push down.

I don’t care that she’s my mom, and I don’t care that she thinks I’m my dad. I want her, and I’m not going to hold back. In a single, swift movement, I lower her, impaling her with my cock in one smooth motion.

Her squeal as I fill her instantly is like music, and I lift her again, then thrust upward, driving into her in deep strokes. Cool sweat coats my chest at the sheer intensity of the pleasure ripping through me, and I know I have to slow down if I want to make this last.

I stop for a moment, buried fully inside of her as I work to catch my breath. A groan escapes me when she rolls her hips, grinding herself against mine and using me as her own personal fuck-toy. Squeezing her waist, I meet her pace, enjoying the slow, but intense build-up as she expertly brings me closer and closer to finishing.

Reaching around her, I pinch her clit between my thumb and forefinger, then rub it in time with her movements on top of me.

“Ohhh,” she cries out as an orgasm rips through her, and the convulsing of her pussy around my cock damn near tips me over the edge.

The light flickers on, and standing in the doorway with a look of disgust and outrage contorting his features, is my father.