Selena Kitt’s *Daddy's Favorites*—where naughty thoughts and wicked temptations bring the taboo fantasy to life.
Naughty Olivia hides her curves under men's shirts and draws her taboo fantasies in her sketchbook.
When her step daddy discovers that she's has been secretly watching and drawing him--without any clothes on--he finally gives up on his gold digging wife and gives in to his forbidden lust for his curvy little daughter.
Warning: This title contains shamelessly wicked displays of taboo sex so hot—careful!—it may just melt your ereader!
Word Count: 12,300
He read as best he could, stumbling over words, stopping, then starting again only to re-read the same sentence as she touched him, exploring, up close and personal, the marvel that grew engorged between his thighs. Her fingers fluttered around the tight cut of the head, played over the hole in the tip, before tracing over each and every vein.
Her drawings hadn’t even come close to reality. He was far more beautiful like this
“I haven’t masturbated this much since I was a teenager,” he read, a confession. She licked the tip, tasting his precum, her eyes never leaving his face. “I get off three, four times a day sometimes, imagining the things I want to do to her. I can never decide where I want to come. Maybe because I never want it to end. Those gorgeous tits. That full, luscious ass. That sweet little mouth. I want to decorate her with my cum.”
“Mmmm.” She licked him like an ice cream cone. Only this was so much better.
“But her pussy.” Randall sighed, shifting his hips, moving lower to give her more access. Her hand moved underneath to cup his heavy balls and he moaned. “I can’t stop thinking about her pussy. I want to bury my face in it. I want to bury my cock in it. I want to fuck her into oblivion. Is she shaved? Does that gorgeous head of red hair translate down there on her swollen little mound? Jesus, that makes me hard.”
“It does,” Olivia agreed. He was swelling in her hand, even now. The words had made him even harder.
“You do.” He swallowed, licking his lips, looking at her through half-closed eyes.
“Do you want to see it?” She sat up a little between his knees, still tugging on his cock. “My pussy? Up close, I mean?”
He groaned at her invitation, tossing the journal and his glasses aside onto the table and reaching for her. Before she knew what was happening, he had her on the sofa, legs spread, one foot up on the back of the couch, the other almost touching the floor.
“Jesus, Livvie,” he murmured, his breath hot against her thigh. “It’s even better than I imagined.”
“Is it?” She could almost feel the touch of just his gaze. His kisses were feather light, framing her pussy, a sweet triangle. She moaned when his fingers began to explore, sliding through her slit, up and down at first, then side to side, opening her. She was, indeed, shaved, with just a shock of red hair appearing at the top of her cleft. His fingers played in it, tugging gently, before he parted her, this time with his tongue.
“Oh Daddy!” she cried as swirled his tongue around, slow, torturous, making her wiggle and moan. His tongue moved lower, dipping into her honey pot, tasting. She cried out, her hands going to her own breasts, squeezing her nipples. The sensation was delicious. “Oh please, I want more… more…”
“More?” He smiled, his finger circling her clit.
“Please!” she cried, moving her hips as his finger slid down to push into her. “Oh Daddy, lick it. Will you lick it?”
“I’ve been dreaming of nothing else.”
This book was added to our catalog on Wednesday 21 December, 2016.