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This passion that’s rolling over us. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced with Nate.

Nicholas knows how to seduce a woman. He knows how to handle one.

He kisses me just right. His tongue plays with mine. His hands explore my body and then stroke my face. He growls praise at me, telling me how sexy I look on his bar counter.

“He didn’t know what he was giving up,” he says, sending sparks down my spine. He kisses me even harder. “But I do. Iknow what a mistake it was. And I’ll be damned if I don’t make it up to you.”

“Yes…” I pant. “Please do…”

“Please what, darling? Tell me.”

“Please make it up to me… ohhh… just like this. Make me… make me… OH! Make me come.”

“Be careful what you ask for, darling,” he grunts, squeezing my hips. “I’ll make it happen.”

“I want your dick. I want to know what it’s like to be fucked by my ex’s father.”

They’re filthy, shameful words that should make me cringe the second I utter them. Yet in the moment, all I care about is the fact that Nicholas has vowed to make my wants come true. He’s kissing and fondling me and making my pussy pulse.

He releases his rumbliest growl yet at my request and then wrenches me off the counter.

I’m dizzy, the room spinning as Nicholas sets me down and then whips me around. I’m pressed up against the counter, caged in by his thick arms on either side. He kisses the side of my neck and kicks my legs open.

“You want to feel my dick, darling?” he asks. “Tell me it’s what you fucking want. You want to feel my huge dick in that little wet pussy. She’s wet, right? All for me.”

“Mmmm, yes,” I answer, licking my lips. “I can feel myself dripping.”

He nips at my neck and then shoves down my tights. His hand slips inside my panties and cups my sex. “I love a creamy pussy. There’s nothing that turns me on more.”

I shudder as he rubs the base of his palm against my pussy. My arousal spreads, slicking his hand. Coating his fingers.

“Fuck, you really are wet, aren’t you, darling? Ready for my dick?”

“Oh… yes. Yes!” I scream, listening to the clang of his belt and then feeling the prod of his dick as he lines himself up.

He pushes me down against the bar counter, his hand clamped firmly on my shoulder. His touch has gone from gentle like it’d been only last night to rough and assertive. Commanding touches that turn me on even more.

I arch my back when he pushes into me.

Nicholas wasn’t exaggerating. He’s thick. The thickest man I’ve ever had.

As his dick slides into me, my pussy walls ache, stretching to fit him. But it’s a good ache, the kind of fullness I’ve been craving.

The kind of fullness Nate’s never brought me.

I squeeze my eyes shut and moan. My nails sink into the wood of the bar counter, and I can feel myself already coming undone. I’m already about to break apart in ways I never have before.

Nicholas grips me by the hips, his breathing ragged and hot on my skin. He draws back and then slams forward. He sinks in all over again and rips the air from my lungs.

My pussy clenches around his dick as he begins thrusting into me. Each one comes hard and fast. Each one makes me claw at the counter and cry out at how intense it feels.

Nicholashimselfis intense.

He’s gone from concerned father figure to sexy authoritarian that’s seized control.

That grips me up and fucks me hard.

Just like I need at a time like this. After the holiday I’ve had over the past twenty-four hours.