Daddy's Best Friend - M/F Male Dominance Female Submission Erotica

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As they kissed, she began to undulate back and forth on his lap, rubbing his hardness against her swollen clit. Even through the layers of fabric, the sensation was incredibly intense, and she finally had to break the kiss to catch her breath. Mike, too, was short of breath. He stared into her eyes from inches away, and he saw no nervousness or shyness-just a naked, raw lust that mirrored his own, amplified it, and sent it roiling back into his soul. Somewhere, deep in his mind, a voice was crying out that Rosa was too young, too inexperienced, too naïve to be the subject of his lust, but that voice was a tiny trickle against a tidal wave of long suppressed desire hammering against his restraint.

Rosa was clearly not suffering the same pangs of conscience. Gone was the demure, shy, retiring girl from El Salvador. In her place was a wild woman. Her hair was loose of its usual braid and floated around her head like a dark halo. Her breasts were heaving up and down in her passion, pressing her shirt outward to its limits, straining the buttons nearly to the snapping point. And her eyes-her eyes were wild with passion, something Mike had never even seen the potential before. A lifetime of repressing her own desires in favor of other people's needs had disguised this part of her nature, even from herself, but now those walls were down, and a beast was loose. Her eyes were glowing again, and Mike felt a shiver run through him at the intensity of the feeling coming from her. He felt caught up in her passions, almost subservient to her lust.

But somehow, Mike knew that he needed this as much as she did, and damn the consequences. They remained immobile for a moment, breathing hard, almost afraid to break the stasis, but movement was inevitable.

Rosa shook her head fiercely, and Mike had a momentary pang of worry that she was having second thoughts, but she was merely clearing her head. She stood from his lap and took his hands. Drawing him out of the chair, she led him toward the stairwell, stopping briefly on the first riser to kiss him again, this time a teasing, gentle nibble that made him moan and reach for her. She giggled, a surprisingly girlish sound from this succubus before him, and stepped backward up the stairs, baiting him to follow.

He matched her step for step up the stairs and down the hallway to her door and then inside. She pushed the door shut behind him, and then was on him like a cat. In mere moments his T-shirt was over his head and on the floor and her hands were pulling at his belt frantically, trying to release him.

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