She obeyed and was rewarded by the feel of his hot flesh gliding over her slick folds.

“I’m going to fucking take you against this wall,” he murmured fiercely against her ear, then nipped her earlobe. Sharp pangs spiked through her as his teeth abraded her tender skin.

Then his pelvis surged forward. His thick column drove into her, stretching her canal wide. She tightened her arms around him, clutching him close while they both panted for air, his big cock buried deep inside her.

He moved and the feel of him shifting inside her made her moan.

“Oh, Dare, please fuck me.”

“God damn.” He pulled out, then drove forward again.

Her insides ached as his enormous cock thrust into her again and again. She quivered and the intense pleasure almost made her weep.

Still he drove in and out. Stroking her passage. His cock thrusting purposefully. Making her sing with pleasure. Her voice grew higher and higher as the pleasure pulsed inside her, until it was a high squeal of delight.

“Say my name again.” The need in his voice matched her own.

“Dare. Oh, Dare, make me come.”

“Yes … baby … Come … for … me.” He uttered the words between thrusts.

Pleasure swelled and her senses flared to a tingling mass of need.

“Yes, I … Ohhh,” she moaned as joy swept through her. “I’m coming.” The last word trailed to a reedy wail.

Then ecstasy burst through her, carrying her on the wings of blissful delight. Soaring into the unknown.

His body pulsed against her, his cock swelling, then he groaned as it erupted inside her in a spasm of joyful release. He buried his face in her hair as his body shuddered in ecstasy.

They clung to each other, both shivering in the aftermath.

Finally, he drew back and his lips found hers. His kiss, tender and passionate, reached right into her heart and stroked it.

She meant something to him. After that, she knew she must.

He drew back, but instead of the smile she anticipated, his face was drawn tight in concern.

He cupped her cheeks and kissed her again.

“I’m sorry but you’ll have to go now.”

* * *

Ashley sat in her car in Dare’s driveway, now back in the clothes she’d worn to Dare’s this evening, a bit in shock. He hadn’t even watched from the window to see if she got into her car okay.

She knew he was concerned about Helen, but she felt rejected.

Ashley pushed the key into the ignition and started the car.

She had no idea what to think about Helen’s behavior. What she had done tonight was embarrassing and disturbing. Ashley didn’t even want to think about it, but she couldn’t get the thought of Helen begging her ex-stepfather to fuck her out of her mind.

God, the woman was so screwed up. Woman? Actually, she had acted more like a spoiled teenager. A teenager who would do anything for attention.