Dirty, Sexy, Taboo by Alexx Andria Page A

look with a cock in her mouth —   my cock, specifically. I realized she was working up the nerve to tell me something big and suddenly I felt the air around us start to snap with awareness. “What’s going on, Maisy Mae?” I asked, trying to appear stern but in truth, my heart was thudding harder than a blacksmith’s hammer.
    “Daddy…the truth is…” Her hands trembled as she started to untie her shirt. My heart stopped and the spit dried from my mouth as her braless breasts sprang into view, as perfect as I imagined them; full and ripe, plump and riding high on her young chest with pink upturned nipples that had instantly pebbled in the sultry summer night. Then her nimble fingers slowly unbuttoned her tiny shorts and they dropped to her ankles, revealing dainty white panties that were both virginal and sexy at the same time.
    “Oh God, Maisy Mae,” I said, my voice painfully tight. “What are you doing? Put your clothes back on for God’s sakes! Please!” She raised those big blue eyes to mine and she stepped out of her shorts to slowly walk toward me, the vulnerable expression on her porcelain-doll face doing a brutal job of destroying the last bits of strength I had keeping myself from crushing her to me. “You don’t know what you’re doing,” I said, unable to take my eyes from the firm, D-sized breasts that I desperately wanted to taste.
    “Daddy…have you ever wondered why I never had a boyfriend?”
    I swallowed. “Yes,” I whispered, raising my stare to her face, the air stuck in my lungs. “Yes, I did.”
    “Because I never wanted anyone but you,” she murmured softly. “No one compares to you. I know it’s wrong, Daddy. I know it in my heart but I can’t help but want what I can’t have. But now you’re trying to send me away and I can’t leave without knowing what it’s like to be in your arms. To feel your body on mine. To taste your skin and know your scent.”
    “Ohhh, Maisy,” I groaned, my hands clenching in their desire to say ‘Screw it’ and fuck her right there. “You’re confused…you don’t know what you’re saying…”
    Her eyes went moist and she actually looked distressed. “Don’t you want me, Daddy? Am I ugly or something?”
    “Ugly?” The word didn’t even make sense when applied to her. How could she think that? “Of course you’re not ugly. You’re the hottest, most beautiful girl I’ve ever known but you’re my step-daughter! What do you want me to do? Fuck you in the hay like some slut? You want me to bend you over and fuck you until you can’t walk the next morning? Because trust me, I’d love to do it, but you and I both know it’s all kinds of wrong and I can’t let you do that to yourself.”
    Her pupils dilated and her breath caught in her chest, telling me that my attempts to scare her off by being crude hadn’t worked. In fact, if I were stick my finger in her honey pot, I’d likely find it dripping with sweet pussy nectar. My cock was harder than it’d ever been. Even the friction of the seam of my jeans was a turn-on. “I’ve been saving myself for you, Daddy,” she said, advancing toward me. “I’ve waited and waited for you to come to me but you haven’t yet so before you send me away…will you,”  she blushed harder “fuck me?”
    Jesus, I was only a man. How was I supposed to fight a request like that when she was standing before me, practically naked as the day she was born, begging me to pop her cherry? I wanted to, I wanted to so bad. To be the first man to fill her hole, to go where no one had ever touched, was more than I could deny. I reached out and pulled her roughly to me, pressing her petite body against mine, crushing her pillowy soft breasts against my chest. I could feel the burn of her nipples through the coarse cotton of my workshirt and I nearly busted out of my jeans. “There’s no taking this back,” I warned in a growl before scooping her up in my arms. She was lighter than a feather,