Bedding the Babysitter

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Book: Bedding the Babysitter Read Free
Author: Sam Crescent
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bra, flicking the handy catch at the front.
    Pulling his shirt off, he sank his fingers into her
and tugged her close. He was so damn ready to sink his cock into her pussy.
    Jon had missed her, and now, he was desperate for her.
    She was everything he wanted in a woman, and then
more.
    Elise kissed him back with a fire and passion that
exploded in his veins. Gripping her ass, he rubbed his rock hard cock against
her pussy, watching her moan and gasp his name in between kisses.
    He moved his hand between her thighs and started to
rub her. Her jeans were too tight, so he unbuttoned them, sliding the zipper
down, and pushing his hand in to touch her. She was molten already, slick,
beautiful, and so ready to have his cock.
    “You’re so wet for me already, baby. Tell me you want
me.”
    “I want you.”
    “Fuck, baby, if I knew how much you wanted me, I’d
have never let you go away to college.” Running two fingers against her pussy,
he teased her clit, watching the pleasure dance across her face. She was so
easy to read.
    It’s what he loved about her.
    Fuck!
    Elise had not only gotten beneath his skin, she’d also
gotten into his heart as well, and now there was no coming back from that. He
wanted her, but not just as a quick fuck. His twins loved her as well.
    Pushing all thoughts of commitment aside, he simply
focused on the now. Her hot, tight pussy danced on his fingers. Moving down, he
started to fuck inside her, finding her so tight.
    “God, baby, I’m going to need to get you nice and wet
for my cock.”
    She whimpered, and it felt like a victory when she
started to rub his dick through his pants.
    “That’s right, touch me. See how damn hard you get
me.”
    “We shouldn’t be doing this,” she said.
    He slammed two fingers inside her, rubbing her clit
with his thumb. “Why not? You’re not a little girl anymore, and I don’t have a
woman waiting for me. We’re both free.”
    “I’m your babysitter.”
    “Then I’m about to fuck my babysitter, and it’s going
to be so good.”

Chapter Four
     
    Jon was so hard. She’d never felt a cock that large
before, and he was so stiff. The pants he wore were stretched tight over his
length. They were the workout kind, and she slid her hand inside to find him
wearing some briefs. She knew he wore briefs as she’d seen them many times when
doing his laundry.
    “That’s it, baby, touch me. See what you do to me.”
    He kept fucking her with his fingers and teasing her
clit.
    Her body was on fire, and she was loving every second
of it. His touch was better than she ever imagined.
    Sliding her hand into his boxers, she closed her
fingers around his impressive length.
    “Do you see what you do to me? That is all you, Elise.
No one else. Not another woman at the gym, you.”
    He removed his hand from her pussy, and she watched as
he licked her cream from his fingers.
    “You taste so good.”
    She gasped when he knelt down in front of her, taking
her jeans down. “I’m not perfect. I’m fat.”
    “You’re perfect to me. I don’t give a shit what size
you are, Elise. You’re happy, and I’m happy, and I’ve not got a problem.”
    He stood suddenly, and removed his workout pants,
dropping them to the floor, and showing off his impressive size.
    Jon didn’t linger. He went back down and helped her remove
her jeans. The peach silk was no protection against him, but she didn’t want
protection.
    Elise wanted to be corrupted, taken, and fucked.
    Yeah, she was twenty-one years old now, finding a life
for herself with college, and independence, which made this so much better. If
she’d been younger, it would have been illegal, and her mother would have
known, like mothers always do.
    Jon pressed his nose against her pussy, inhaling deep.
“I love the scent of your pussy.”
    He removed her panties, tearing them from her body.
“Open for me.”
    She spread her legs and cried out as his tongue slid
between her folds. Elise had already had her pussy waxed

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