Back My Best Friend's Stepfather
Chapters (10)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgments
  5. Part 1
  6. Part 2
  7. Part 3
  8. About the Author
  9. Books by Opal Carew
  10. Newsletter Sign-up

His hands slid under her arms and he drew her upward. She managed a few kisses along his abs and his chest before he captured her lips and drilled his tongue into her, pulsing deep. Then she found herself on her back, sinking into the mattress, his body on top of her.

“God, I want you, baby. I want to be so deep inside you I might never find my way out.”

“Oh, Dare. I want you, too. I want you inside me. Filling me. Making me complete.”

He kissed her face. Butterfly kisses over her eyelids. His mouth covering hers. His tongue tangling with hers. She arched against him, loving the feel of his hard chest against her breasts. The sprinkling of coarse hair abrading her sensitized nipples.

His thick erection pressed against her belly, but she wanted it lower. Gliding over her moist flesh, then burrowing deep inside her.

He ground against her, continuing to kiss her. She arched, trying to leverage her body higher, so she could capture him inside her.

He laughed, then brushed her hair from her face, just gazing at her with a broad smile. “You’re in such a hurry.”

She slid her hand between them, then wrapped her fingers around his thick cock. It pulsed in her grip.

“You can’t tell me you’re not ready,” she said.

He kissed her again, his persuasive lips moving on hers. “I’m always ready for you,” he murmured. “But I could stay like this all day. Pressed against your soft, warm body.”

She squeezed him and he groaned. Then he laughed. “Especially when you do that.”

“God, Dare. Please, I need you.”

His smile slipped away and his smoldering blue eyes gazed into hers with an intensity she found unnerving.

“And I need you.”

She trembled at the tightly reined passion in his tone.

His body lifted from hers and he swept her hand away and grasped his cock. It glided over her slick opening and she widened her legs, inviting him in. He pulsed against her molten flesh, his cockhead barely dipping into her. She arched, wanting more, but he denied her. Giving her a brief taste of his hard flesh, drawing back, then dipping in a little again. He continued teasing her, giving her a mere inch at best, and she moaned in frustration.

Then he kissed the tip of her nose and … Oh, God, his thick shaft glided deep inside her. She swallowed him inside her body, her passage stretching around him. Accepting him.

She cried out at the exquisite pleasure.

“Ah, fuck, Ash. It’s like I’ve died and gone to heaven.”

He kissed her again. As he drew back, she cupped his hard ass, determined not to let him escape.

He pulled almost all the way out, her fingers tightening around him, then he glided forward again. Pleasure pummeled her senses.

“You like that?” he asked, his voice hoarse.

“Yes. You feel incredible inside me.”