He’s in control now, and he knows exactly what he’s doing.
“You sure about that, little girl?”
I’ve never been more certain of anything.
Chapter Thirty-one
Caleb
My God, this girl is something else. Something. Fucking. Else.
Not only does she meet my demon head on and barely flinches. She sees him and me as two halves of a whole—the dark and the light—and she embraces both.
I tow her hands above her head and cross them at the wrists so I can hold them in one hand and use the other to play with her tits. She whimpers as I tease her nipples to stiff peaks, then take turns skimming my thumbs across them. Every inch of her body is crying out for release.
“Remind me where we left off, little girl?”
“You were about to fuck me in front of the neighbors,” she whispers.
I claim her mouth hard, taking ownership of her lips and tongue. The demon I’ve spent almost thirty years restraining is off his leash now, and he’s ravenous.
My cock throbs in my fist as I glide the head over her wet folds.
“Try to run from Daddy all you want, sweetheart, but your pussy doesn’t lie. You want to get fucked.” I rub the head of my cock against her clit until she’s writhing, bucking, desperate to come.
“But, Daddy,” she whispers in her sweetest voice, “people can see us.”
“Let ‘em look. You asked for this,” I growl, and the fact that she did, indeed, ask for this, fills my chest with gratitude.
I didn’t think someone as sweet and inexperienced as her would want to play this hard. I was scared I’d push too far, step over a line she didn’t know had been drawn until I crossed it. But my baby has her own darkness, and she knows what it likes and what it wants. It wants to be treasured like a princess, and taken without mercy like the prize I’ve won.
Holly gasps as I thrust inside her in a single deep stroke. That’s how fucking slick she is. Her pussy is warm and tight, and I can already feel her muscles flexing as I start to buck.
“Everyone can see what a brat you’ve been, baby. Only brats get fucked out in the open like this.” Her pussy tightens around me, telling me my words are on the right track.
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she whispers. “I’ll be good next time... I promise.”
“Sorry isn’t gonna cut it, Holly. Daddy’s gotta make an example out of you for all the other little girls in the neighborhood.”
Her mouth falls open. She rocks her hips to meet my thrusts, clearly enjoying the filthy mental picture I’m conjuring up. I brace myself above her while still holding onto her wrists. I’m not gonna last much longer, and I want to watch her tremble beneath me before I come, see the sweat collect on her skin like tears.
She says she wants both sides of me, Nice Daddy and the demon. I’m determined to give her everything she wants and then some. I’ll be the monster under the bed that drags her into the darkness before I change back into the daddy who puts Band Aids on her cuts.
Watching her face change as I fuck her is a sight I will never tire of. I make sure to grind my pubic bone against her clit with every thrust, but even with the extra bit of pressure, I can tell she’s gonna need something more to get off.
I let go of her wrists and kneel back on my haunches, pulling her ass up onto my bent legs.
“Touch yourself, Holly. Let everyone see what a horny little girl you are.”
Her hand flies to her clit. Fuck, this girl is everything I didn’t know I needed. Everything I didn’t think I deserved. I’ve never been so fucking grateful for a full moon as I am tonight. Her skin is luminous, her tits perfect, jiggling globes.
I feel her muscles tighten around me as she starts to come.
“Daddy...” she whispers. “Oh, Daddy, I can’t stop...”
“That’s because you’re my dirty little girl, Holly. You can’t fucking help yourself.”
She covers her mouth with her own hand as she comes around me. Grabbing my cock. Squeezing it. Sucking her own pleasure from it. Her muscles are still twitching when I reach my own point of no return.
Air rushes through my teeth with each shallow breath. I bury myself deep inside Holly’s pussy, as cum rushes up and out of my cock. All of my focus centers on the place where our bodies are joined. As my cock throbs, my arms and legs go temporarily numb.
Holly studies my face like I’m the most fascinating thing she’s ever laid eyes on. It takes a few seconds for my muscles to relax enough that I can actually move them.
I lower myself on top of her and bury my face in her neck. I lick her pulse point, taste her sweat. My cock slides out of her as I turn both of us onto our sides in the skinny little bed. If we end up staying here a while, I’ll have to run back to my place and grab my bed so we have some room to spread out.