10
Drew
I f****d up.
Again.
But her sassy a*s attitude demanded to be put in its place. My balls ached to release inside her p***y, her parentage be damned. I wanted to coat every inch of her with my c*m. Mark and claim. Make her come around my d**k until she lay lax and sweet, same as the night before.
She’d felt so damn good falling asleep in my arms like she’d been born to be there.
Cursing, I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. I’d carried her around the first ten years of her life like she’d been my own daughter, and even though during those years, I’d never felt anything but protective over her, I couldn’t help but feel like a sick bastard for my lusting over her.
Ben was going to kill me.
But my d**k didn’t care. Sure as f**k didn’t care about the sixteen year
