Chapter 18

Cole

Free-use, day one: I fucked Haley’s tits twice, and her sweet pussy so many times, she couldn’t walk to the kitchen to get a snack afterwards.

Day two, I made her meet me in a clothing store where she sucked me off in a dressing room. Then we went out for dinner, where I fingered her under the table while she ate cheesecake for dessert. I locked us in the bathroom after we paid our bill and railed her against the sink.

Day three, I fucked her ass at my place. I also fucked her throat until pretty tears streamed down her face. I made her spit my cum out onto her tits so I could smear it all over them and wouldn’t let her clean it off for hours.

She’s turning me into an animal.

It’s day four. “Pull my cock out.”

Haley squirms in the passenger seat of my car. “What if we get into an accident and I die with your dick in my mouth?”

I pull onto the shoulder of the highway. “Better?”

“Not hardly,” she says, smiling. “But I’ll take it.”

Cars zoom past us, going eighty miles an hour. I keep an eye out for trouble—and cops. “Start sucking.”

She unfastens her seatbelt and I love how her hips and ass fill out her dress as she bends over to blow me. Her hot mouth on my dick will never get old. Every time she takes me like this, I feel it down to my motherfucking toes. Her head bobs in my lap. Slurping noises fill my ears.

I don’t want her to finish me off, I just like that she obeys so well. “Stop, Angel.” Haley pauses, with my dick halfway down her throat. “That’s enough.”

She lifts up, looking dejected. “Did I do it wrong?”

“Hell no.” I run my thumb across her fat bottom lip. Jesus, she’s so fucking pretty. “I just wanted to feel your hot mouth for a minute.” After tucking my dick back in, I look into my side mirror and hop back onto the highway. “Buckle up and take your panties off.”

She does as I say.

“Finger yourself.” I flick my gaze at her. “Daddy wants to hear all those delicious wet noises.”

“Okay,” she whispers. Haley shimmies out of her thong and hangs it on my rearview mirror. Propping her feet on the dashboard, she lets her legs fall open and plays with herself. “I want your cock, not my hand.”

“You don’t get anything until you’ve earned it, Angel.”

“Mmmph.” She bites her bottom lip. I bet she’s sore from all I’ve done to her this week. I like knowing she’s got an ache from me. If it was a problem, she’d say something. Since she hasn’t, I’m going to keep going. “I’m so swollen.”

“Needy little cunt of yours wants my cock again, doesn’t it?”

“Yes.” Wet noises fill the car. She’s soaked. “I need you, Daddy.”

“Put three fingers inside. I want you stuffed.”

She squeaks at my demand and complies. Her breath hitches. “It’s not enough.”

Pulling off on an exit, I park in the back of a grocery store lot while she keeps masturbating for me. “Get out.”

If she wants to deny my request, she keeps it to herself. I watch my beautiful girl collect her confidence and swing the car door open.

Good girl.

She trusts that I’ll keep her safe—and that includes making sure we don’t get caught.

There’s no one else here because the store is closed for the holiday, and I’ve parked us in the back corner where there are plenty of trees and bushes.

We just have to make this quick, so we don’t push our luck.

“Hands on the hood.”

She leans forward, her palms firmly planted on my car. I lift her dark green dress up over her hips, running my hand along her ass. Smack! I spank her once, loving the handprint that blooms on her delicate skin. “So fucking pretty.” I nudge her legs a little wider and pull my dick out. “Beg for my cock, Angel.”

“Please, give it to me, Daddy. I need it.”

Teasing her, I rub the head of my dick along her folds, loving how wet she is.

“Come inside me.” She looks over her shoulder at me. “Please.”

My heart stops. We haven’t gone that far yet.

“You’ll take whatever I give you.” I push into her. “Now thank your Daddy.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

Every time I slide into her, she feels so good. It scrambles my grey matter. I want to fill her up. I want my cum dripping out of her all day long. I want to wife her up.

It doesn’t take long before my orgasm barrels down on me. I pull out and come all over her ass cheeks. “Stay.” Tucking my dick back in my pants, I jog over to the passenger side and retrieve napkins from my glove box. Gently wiping off my mess, I give her one more quick little spank. “Thank me.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

I spin her around. “For what?”

“Fucking me so good.” I cock a brow at her while lifting her onto the hood of my car. Silently placing her feet on my shoulders, I eat her pussy like it’s my goddamn dinner. She cries out my name, her thighs clamping down on my ears when she comes. “Cole!”

I know it’s good when the honorifics vanish.

I love it.

Sinking two fingers inside her, I hit Haley’s cervix, running my fingers along that tender flesh until she’s gasping. “Say my name again.”

“Cole.” Her eyes roll back. Her body tenses. The wet noises coming from her cunt are so damn loud, I might just come in my pants hearing it. I finger her harder. “That’s it, Angel. Let go. Push out for me.”

“I’m going to—”

She squirts all over my hand.

“That’s my good girl.” I lean in and kiss her sweet mouth. “Now get back in the car before I fuck your ass.”

She stalls out and I almost think she’s going to stay put just to test me. But then she slides off the hood of my car and wobbles back to the passenger side door with her dress still over her hips. My girl drops back into her seat and grabs her thong from the mirror.

I slam my hand on the hood of my car and shake my head.

Those are staying right where they are.