Step-Crush (Wanting What’s Wrong #9) Read Online Dani Wyatt

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Crime, Dark, Erotic, Mafia, Taboo Tags Authors: Series: Wanting What's Wrong Series by Dani Wyatt
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Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
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“I’m about to light up your ass with a sticky delivery, baby. But I’ll hold on until you’re ready. Easy there, you’re trying so hard, it makes me so happy.”

His words warm me from inside as he massages my shoulders with one hand, the other gathering my hair and pulling my head back.

“Keep your hands on your ass. Pull yourself wide. The view from up here is breathtaking.”

The filth and praise that flow from his mouth make me want more. I want to be his, even though that’s ridiculous. I want to be kept safe and adored, and yes, fucked, because my stepfather is showing me just how incredible that package can be.

“Now, there we go, you’re relaxing. Ready for more of my fat dick. You like it dirty, don’t you? Now here’s another inch. Easy, easy Little Lamb.”

“Ahhh!” I gasp and swallow, gritting my teeth as my body spreads impossibly for his entry. “How…how far in are you?” I blather, the urge to be a high achiever right now, for him, overwhelming me.

“Halfway, baby. That’s a big dick. Halfway with me is like taking three normal cocks at once. But, that will never happen. Mine is the only cock you’ll ever know.”

He starts to ride me with small, staccato thrusts, sinking deeper as I hiss and he is spitting onto my entry as I press back, wanting more, wanting all of it. I want to be full of him, and as if he can read my thoughts his hand is suddenly pulling back on my hair.

My neck arches, while his other hand reaches under me, taking the weight of my breast, sharpening my lust to a razor’s edge. All thoughts of running and getting away are lost in the sounds of pleasure releasing from my throat.

“Rub your clit,” he orders, grabbing one wrist and directing my hand under my body. “I want you to come with my cock in your ass, like a good girl. Show Daddy how you touch yourself when you think of his cock inside your slutty holes.”

Pleasure rocks through me as I press my fingers to the little bundle of nerves calling out for friction.

I never much considered what anal sex would feel like, except a passing feeling that it would hurt and be more for the guy than the girl.

Clearly that was wrong, because the pressure of his thickness moving inside of me is toppling me over and over until I have no sense of where I begin and end. I don’t know up from down. Right from left.

I’m mounted on this man that helped raise me and the building wave inside me will not be satisfied by anyone but him.

“You want to come, baby? You’ve been so good. You’ve tried so hard for me. Your tight little ass is working me so well.”

I can only grunt and moan as he works in and out, pumping, pumping, my cheeks rubbing on the fabric. He gives me more and more until there’s no more thought, only reaction, and I’m close.

So, so close.

“Keep rubbing that clit. I didn’t tell you to stop, did I?”

Another yank on my hair and I whimper as I rub myself, heat cascading over my skin, his thickness easing inside of me until I nearly black out.

“Fuck, yes. You’ll do anything I say, won’t you? You want to be Daddy’s girl, my best little lamb.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I whimper as the tide crashes around me, pushing me to the point of no return.

He gives me one last epic shove, a dance of pain and pleasure bolting through me as I bury my face into the soft velvet and scream.

Ramses bellows, shaking the room and me down to my core as heat sprays inside me. I’m sightless, turning to a puddle of warm lusty goo, yelling curse words I’ve never used.

“Good girl, wrap that tight ass around my dick,” I hear him say as my orgasm careens around inside me, tearing at my insides and pulsing inside my core.

I can barely believe this man is blowing his spend into my ass, making me feel used and adored and slutty and loved, all at the same time.

He takes his pleasure from me in the last rough thrusts. No more easy, slow entry. Instead, I’m just a hole for him to use, but that knowledge only pushes me farther into the dark well of pleasure from which I may never emerge.

His body stiffens against my back as his chest falls against me. He squeezes my tit as his cock pulses one last time, leaving me filled with his warm, sticky release. My own drips from my body, filling my hand as I drop my fingers to the cushion.

Ramses eases out of me, leaving me with an empty feeling as I collapse onto my side. He reaches for my hand, pulling it to his mouth, pressing my slick fingers between his lips and sucking them clean as the room starts to spin.


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