Rescue for the Carer Page 3

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  I put down the pizza boxes and the sodas on her breakfast bar. “That Jake guy,” I ask her, “The one claims to be Mimi’s father. Does he know where you live?”

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  “Not now,” she shakes her head. “I’ve had to move three times this past year.”

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  “Each time because of him?”

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  She hesitates a moment before she nods. Thinking about whether to tell me I guess. Thinking what to tell me, and how much.

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  The whole idea of that asshole makes me worried for her. I can see that she’s in a tough place and I can’t begin to guess what it is. I don’t want to press her for details if she doesn’t want to say. One thing I can’t stop myself asking, “Does he come chasing after you, or is he trying to get to Mimi?”

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  She looks at me a long time. And her a face, in those couple of moments, is a home movie of expressions and emotions. I can’t read them faster.

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  “He’s Mimi’s father, but I wish she never had to see him again.”

  Chapter 6

  Jessica

  He leans back against the kitchen counter and it’s like an action hero walked in and filled up my kitchen. He’s so hot I can hardly breathe.

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  Somehow I seem to have forgotten how to open a soda can and talk at the same time. I’m managing to make a mess of both. Then I remember that glasses are a good way to drink soda. The glasses are in the cupboard, but he’s standing half in front of it.

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  A normal person would ask him to get them. Instead, I make an awkward gesture of opening the cupboard. Standing too close to him. I’m so close the heat of his body warms my tits and the front of my stomach. The heat between my thighs is generating enough by itself and doesn’t need any help.

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  While I’m stretching up like an idiot for the glasses, he smiles down at me as he reaches around me to pick the tumblers off the shelf. As he does, I feel the long ridge at the front of his pants slide and burn against my ass.

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  His strong arm is around behind my shoulder. His eyes and his teeth shine at me and my knees feel watery.

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  Vibrations from his deep voice buzz inside me and it’s hard to keep still.

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  When he says in that voice like dark, liquid honey, “I remember you have an early shift, so don’t let me keep you up too late,” I think, Christian, we could go to bed right now, but somehow I hold back from saying it.

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  Then he says, “I was really glad you called.”

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  I’m trying to turn to face him, but the press of his cock is too good to lose just yet. I don’t mean to push my ass back against his hot ridge, but I do it anyway. I know that I shouldn’t have done that. But I do it again.

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  He’s such a gentleman that he doesn’t respond. I wish he was a little less of a gentleman right now. I know it’s idiotic. He wouldn’t be interested in me. Not in that way. He’s… well, he’s amazing. Gorgeous.

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  And I’m, I’m just me.

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  I tell him, “I’m really glad that you came.”

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  He puts the glasses on the counter and then lays his hand on my shoulder. A comforting sense of security warms me. All the way through. And I’m raging with heat at the tops of my thighs, feeling the press of his rod into the flesh of my ass.

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  “But, really,” he says—his eyes are like smoldering coals. I would do anything to have a man like him—”Throw me out as soon as you need to.” That would be around about never, Christian.

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  “I am loving the smell of your hair.” He sighs. I look up, “And,” he says, “I’m loving even more the push of your ass against my cock.”

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  I push back more. Wriggling.

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  “Is this very bad?” I ask him.

  Chapter 7

  Christian

  “Bad enough for you to need a spanking.”

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  Her eyes pop wide. Her cheeks flush.

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  I turn her by her shoulders. Put my foot on a little stool.

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  “I can’t get over your knee!”

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  “I think you can.”

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  She squeals as I lift her. Cradle her in my arms. I want to kiss her. And her lips part. But that can wait. I lay her gently across my knee.

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  “Ready?” I ask her.

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  “No, Daddy.” She’s fighting to hold back a giggle.

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  “Good.” and I slap her ass. Just hard enough to make it tingle.

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  “Oh!” She wriggles in a wonderful way. Her soft, full flesh spills and rolls as she hugs around my huge thigh.

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  I put on a deep and very serious voice. “Are you going to be a good girl?”

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  “Depends, Daddy,” and now she can’t help shaking with a giggle.

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  “Oh, dear.” I say in my serious voice, as I slap her ass again. This time a little harder. She jolts as my hand lands on her denim shorts. I hold her heavenly ass and squeeze it. She wraps her body tighter around my thigh and her hand slides along the top to my hips.

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  “Naughty girl,” I tell her.

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  It’s great to see her smile and hear her bubbly laugh.

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  “So,” I say in the deep voice that sets her off laughing again, “Are you going to be a good girl now?”

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  Her head is shaking and she’s laughing too much. She just about manages to say, “I don’t think so, Daddy.”

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  I smack her a few more times. Among the playful pats, I give her a couple of sharp whacks. They make her laugh even harder, like she’s going to lose control completely.

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  “Okay,” I leave my hand on her ass. “Time for pizza.” Her eyelids lower and her eyes roll. Her tongue slips out to wet her lips as I squeeze her ass. My cock is pumped hard and twitching with her ass in my hand and her full red lips and her soft creamy tits so near.

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  “I have to try and keep quiet in here,” she tells me, “The neighbors complain all the time and the landlord is a total ass.” She’s blinking. “I had a great apartment. Cost literally a third what this does and a great part of town.”

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  I’m guessing what made her give it up. “Jake?”

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  She wrinkles her lips as she nods.

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  I want to fuck her so bad. If I don’t break this up now, I’m going to rip her pants down and stick my tongue and my hands and my cock in her plump, wet pussy.

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  I lift her off my thigh. I’m meaning to put her back down on the floor. Half way, I turn her to face me. Her warm, soft breasts spill against my stomach. Her ass is in my hands and her lips part as her face tips up to me.

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  Her face is so near, I taste her breath and smell the sweet softness of her skin. I open my mouth and take a kiss. Her mouth yields, soft, tender and hot. My tongue finds hers and her thigh trembles against mine as I pull her to me. Im my arms, she comes alive, like a little animal coming out from a winter sleep.

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  I grab a fistful of her hair as her arms wind around me. Her pussy rocks up and down, grinding on the length of my cock. I hold her tight against me, turning to pull her nearer. I slip my hand up to stroke her throat and caress her breast.

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  Her fingers grab and claw at my ribs and my back, and rake down my abs. She slides a hand round to grab and sque
eze my ass.

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  I pull her hair to drag her head back and open up her throat. My lips fasten and flutter over her neck. The perfume of her fills my head and I slide my mouth round to scrape my teeth on the side of her neck. Nibble her ear. the nibble her ear. My warm, damp breath bounces back from the hot peach fuzz of her skin.

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  “Tell me what you want.”

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  She sighs. With a moan, she pulls me tighter to her. “I want you to tell me what to do, Daddy.”

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  I kiss her again. “I want you to tell me what you want, little bunny.”

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  She jumps in my arms, pulling me tighter. Her fingers clawing my ass as she rubs her pussy harder against my cock.

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  Her voice is small. “I can’t.”

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  “Say what you want.” I slap her. sharply.

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  “Aww, Daddy…”

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  Slap. “Oh,” Slap. “OH!”

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  Slap! Harder this time. She squirms and she moans in my arms.

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  “Daddy, I… “

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  Now a proper slap. On the back of her thighs.

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  She’s laughing and squealing and gasping all at once. “Alright, alright… “ she groans, her voice shrinking, “but It’s hard.” Her hips rock, pushing her hot, wet muffin against my aching ridge.

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  She pulls on the back of my neck, “Come closer,” The heat of her breath drives me nuts. I want her so bad. “Let me whisper.”

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  Her hot breath carries her naughty thoughts into my ear, sweet and low. I can hardly believe what I’m hearing.

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  “Daddy, I want,” her voice shakes, “I want your mouth. I want your lips, your tongue. I want you underneath me. I want to sit on you. And have you kiss me. And lick me. Oh, God, Daddy! I can’t believe I’m saying this!”

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  Slap.

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  “Oh, please, Daddy. Please. Lie on the couch and let me put my pussy in your mouth.” Shudders run through her body from her toes to her tits and she clings to me as she shakes.

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  “Please, Daddy. Eat me.”

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  I can’t believe it. I’m stoked. What she wants is exactly what I want. More than anything.

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  “Take me to your couch.”

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  The couch is in the living room. I think it doubles as her bedroom. I lie along the length of her couch.

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  “Give me a pillow for my head.” My shins hang over the arm.

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  I watch her as she moves, taking every chance to enjoy looking at her full breasts, the milky insides of her curvy thighs and the magnificent globes of her ass.

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  When she’s put a pillow under my head, I tell her, “Drop your pants.”

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  “Oh, Daddy.”

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  I’m so hard, watching her unbutton them, I have to fight to keep my hands off my cock. I’m determined to make sure that she gets what she needs first, before I take anything for myself. Anything except the pleasure of feeling this perfect little goddess, seeing her and hearing her.

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  My breath catches as she peels out her shorts and lets them fall.

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  “Now,” I instruct her, “Bring your plump wet pussy here to me.”

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  The dark patch on her wet panties has me groaning with hunger for the taste of her.

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  “Kneel.” I direct her “Facing me. Put your pussy,” I point to my mouth, “Here.”

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  As she lowers her gorgeous legs either side of my head, I slap her ass. The ripples in her flesh make my cock twitch. My aching balls are aching.

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  “Say, ‘Yes, Daddy’ when I tell you something.”

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  “Yes, Daddy,” a sigh of satisfaction slips from her lips.

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  The sweet, heady scents of her dripping juices come closer, making me wild. I grab her ass and pull her to me, running my tongue up the insides of her thighs as she comes nearer. “That’s it. Bring me your delicious honeypot. Bring it to me, little bunny.”

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  “Oh!” she squeaks as I trace her petals through the sheer wet fabric, “Yes, Daddy.” I can taste her sweet honey. I’m on fire. I need more.

  * * *

  Her hands grip the sides of my head as she rocks nearer. The spread of her ass on my chest is heavenly. I lap and lick at the edges of her panties, knowing it will taunt her lips and her hood, and tease her little pearl inside. I can’t wait to see her.

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  I flick the tip of my tongue along the length of her opening. Her body trembles at every flicker. Then I run the tip of my tongue along the creases at the tops of her thighs from front to back. Slowly. Both sides. And the opposite way. Her hips roll and rock. She’s holding my head tight. Her ass and her thighs clench and tremble.

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  “Oh, oh, Daddy! Daddy! What are you doing?”

  * * *

  I flatten my tongue. Spread it out and make it wide. Then I lick her. Hard. From back to front. Taking care to press hard on her mound. Oh, the taste of her. She is the best woman flavor. I point my tongue right over the hood of her clit. Then scrape all the way back again. She shouts and trembles as I do that, three, four more times.

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  When I slide my tongue inside her panties, I trace every fold, every part of her lovely wings. I lick all the way down and back up. With my mouth I push her panties aside, roughly, and I seize her hood with my lips, circling her bead, gently sucking and kissing her there.

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  “Daddy! Daddy!” She’s jammed her forearm into her mouth and she’s biting on it.

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  I’m loving her stifled cries and whimpers. Feeling every judder and twitch in her body. How she moves her weight, leaning forward, tipping her hips back, Gripping with her thighs.

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  When I start to push my tongue inside her, her gasps spill out like little musical trills. Soon, her juices spring for me as she vibrates. Her squeezed and tense squeals and cries tell me that she’s going over. As her breath catches and shakes, her stomach rolls.

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  “Push yourself harder into my mouth, little bunny.” I tell her.

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  “Oh, Daddy,” she moans, “Yess, Daddy.” I need more of her juice.

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  I reach up along her hourglass waist to grab her tits. Now I plunge my mouth over her mound and her clit and I suck. then I drive my tongue deep inside her, parting her folds, finding my way, up between her walls.

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  I feel how she speeds up, tightens, clenches and peaks. I push her to her plateaus, tease her on the ledge, let he wait. then, with a flick or a nudge, tip her over so she tumbles, imploding. Splashes through bursts of sensation and cascading into my eager mouth.

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  After the next she collapses, bent over me in a heap.

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