Taking the Brat on Her Honeymoon

Author: Bab Stephens

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When Kitty's groom-to-be bails on her, her darling stepdaddy steps forward to rescue her. The honeymoon was booked and paid for, so why not use it? He promises himself he will control his forbidden passion — if the ripe and ready Kitty will let him.

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When Kitty's groom-to-be bails on her, leaving her at the altar unwed and untouched, she's torn between shock and relief. She only said "I will" to remove herself from the temptation of the man she really wants. But her taboo desire still burns scorching hot, and she can imagine nothing more heavenly than sharing her first time with him. Just like always, her darling stepdaddy steps forward to rescue Kitty. The honeymoon was booked and paid for — by him — so why not use it? He promises himself he will control his forbidden passion — if the ripe and ready Kitty will let him.

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Tags
virgin, daddy daughter
SKU
521-8736
Author
Bab Stephens
ISBN
No
Heat Level
Heat Level (4)
Publisher
Feela Macoque
Series
No

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She taunted me with her perky tits and pouty lips. Moonlight touched her tousled blonde curls and cast her jutting nipples in relief.

My hand burned from spanking her sweet, firm ass. Only a wisp of cloth had covered her pussy. God, I’d been so tempted to rip it off her…

I smiled at her, maintaining my self-control. “If you act like a spoiled brat, I’ll treat you like one.”

“And what if I act like a horny brat?”

I tightened my hold on my emotions. “The punishment will suit the behavior.”

She pressed her chest against mine. Her two hands slid up my chest to grip my shoulders. “I was going to let Ray have me tonight. My first time, and you ruined it.”

“That boy!” I snorted, pretending my cock wasn’t throbbing with lust for her. “You better find yourself a man.”

Her arms slipped around my neck, and she dragged my head down to hers. “What about you? Can you be my man?”

I froze, unable to move. Her lips on mine were so soft and warm, were everything I’d dreamed they’d be. I drank in her kiss, my arms circling her waist and drawing her tight. My cock burned for her pussy.

“No.” I tried to thrust her away, but she wouldn’t release me.

“Take me,” she begged. “Be my man.”

She kissed me again, her soft body pressing against my rock-hard cock. My prick vibrated with need. My desire for her swelled in an overwhelming surge. To hell with right and wrong. I had to have her. I had to fuck her tight virgin pussy.

“Get on your hands and knees,” I said harshly. I could barely talk. All I could think of was sticking my hard rod in her cunt.

She knelt there in the sand, her firm young cheeks in the air. I dropped to my knees behind her. I pushed her skimpy skirt up around her waist. The moonlight gleamed on her taut curves. She was trembling.

I liked it. I liked seeing her tremble for me. She wanted me, and goddammit, she was going to get me.

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