Page 26 of Drowning

"Mmm, Kane," she moans softly as I continue to tease her, building up the anticipation until she can't take it anymore.

With a fierce hunger in her eyes, she pulls me closer and crashes her lips onto mine, kissing me as if her life depended on it. The urgency in the movements of her pierced, eager tongue ignites a fire in me too, and I know that this move might cost us her brother's trust, but we're in too deep to turn back now, both of us drowning in the desire enveloping us tightly.

The waves continue to crash onto the shore, serenading our bodies entwined in a dance of passion and lust as I hold her hips and rock her roughly back and forth over my cock, desperate to be inside of her. We lose ourselves in each other, exploring the depths of lust, desire, and pleasure that we've been resisting forsofucking long.

With the gleaming full moon as our witness, we become part of the ethereal beauty that surrounds us, transcending into a world where only our forbidden connection exists. It's a moment filled with unspoken words, breathy moans, and endless touches—a moment where nothing else fucking matters but us.

Her hands rest on my shoulders, grasping them firmly as she follows my guidance and begins grinding on my cock, slightly bouncing her ass so it slaps against my thighs.

"That's it, Little One." I release my hold on her and let her move freely, watching in pure fascination as she falls into a rhythm that works, not only for her, but for me as well.

"You'resodamn hard," she gasps, as I thrust my pelvis up into her, pressing my covered cock against her bare pussy.

"And you'resofucking wet," I grunt, reaching down to slide my shorts off so my cock springs free, slapping against her needy, wet cunt.

She shivers again, both from the breeze that kisses her wet skin and from the feeling of my bare dick as she rocks feverishly on it. Pulling her puffy bottom lip between her perfect, white teeth, she throws her head onto her shoulders and arches her back, sitting comfortably on my cock while wiggling her hips as a sign she wants me inside of her.

Reaching between her parted thighs, I press on her swollen clit with the rough pads of my fingers, enjoying the way her body jerks from my touch. Gliding them down her slit, I push her pussy lips open and swirl my fingers in her wetness, spreading it all around so her cunt shines like fucking diamonds under the bright glow of the moon.

"Are you going to let Daddy Kane inside this beautiful pussy, Little One?" I ask as I continue to circle her entrance, waiting for permission before I take what I fucking want and then some.

She nods her head, trying to catch her breath as her legs quiver and her body trembles with insatiable need.

"Uh, uh," I click my tongue against the roof of my mouth, leaving my fingers frozen, pressing against her tight, forbidden hole. "You know how to use your fucking words, Emerson. So why don't you be a good little girl, and tell Daddy Kane what the fuck you want?” A deep growl leaves my chest. “Go on and tell me what I want to hear." I wink, raising my brow as the corner of my lip tugs upward, meeting my eyes in a matching devilish grin.

"Ka–" she begins, finally finding her voice, only to be cut off by my finger pressing against her lips to silence her.

"Daddy Kane," I remind her sternly, grinning. "Call me Daddy Kane, Little One," I demand, watching her eyes widen and ablush paint her already rosy cheeks as she darts her tongue out and licks my finger.

"I want to fuck you,Daddy Kane," she finally admits, her sated eyes searching mine for the right answer. "I want you to makemefeel good, and most of all, I want to makeyoufeel good too." She wiggles her hips again as I reach around with one hand and cup her ass, still keeping my fingers teasing her pussy.

"Good girl, Emerson," I praise her, knowing how fucking bad she's seeking acceptance. "Now lift your ass and let me show you how good I can make you feel. Let me show you how a real man fucks—how I worship a cunt as fucking beautiful as yours." I tap her ass for her to lift it, and when she does, I guide my rock hard cock to her pussy, lining up with her opening.

"Breathe for me, Little One." I swipe my thumb across her lip, feeling her warm breath skate across my hand as I push the tip into her, feeling her tight pussy stretch around my cock.

Fuck, this girl is going to drive me fucking wild. But I'm here for it.

Slowly, she slides down, sinking on my dick, until she's fully seated on my lap and my entire shaft is burrowed tightly between her soaked, pink walls. The feeling of her muscles contracting around me as her pussy gets used to my size makes my toes curl, and a light hiss escapes my throat as she eagerly strangles my cock.

"Fuck, that's my good girl. You take my dick so well, Little One, almost as if it were made.Just. For. You," I grunt as my cock pulses in her pussy, her walls gripping me like a fucking vice. "This pretty, forbidden pussy was made for me, wasn't it?"

"Yes...Oh,Daddy Kane." Emerson's soft pants fill the air, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tries to adjust to the fullness of my cock inside her.

I press my hands into the sand beside me, grasping it tightly as I support her movements, enjoying the way she starts tointuitively grind her hips, feeling the friction of her clit against my cock with each rhythm.

The sea breeze tangles in her hair, her eyes closed, and a blissful expression on her face as she bounces on me, the pleasure pulsating through her body as she gets comfortable, amping up her movements. I lift my hips to meet hers, thrusting up into her with unyielding desire, my hands moving from the sand to grip her hips firmly as she picks up the pace. The sounds of our wet skin slapping together and her sweet, seductive moans fill the air, the passion between us becoming almost feverish as she rides me faster—harder, more desperate—lost in the intoxicating sensations that wildly rip through her.

There's no holding back now—our forbidden desire has been ignited like an inferno, and there's no stopping the flames from consuming us both.

As the rest of the world fades into obscurity, Emerson and I lock eyes as she rides me, rocking back and forth desperately and slamming down on my cock over and over, taking me deeper each time.

The waves echo the rhythm of our bodies, the moon casting a silvery glow over us as we become lost in the erotic dance, intoxicated by the all-consuming fire burning rapidly inside of us.

Letting go of her hips, I reach up and cup her throat with my hand, squeezing enough to get her eyes to pop slightly. A serious expression takes over my face as I begin holding her throat and using it to slam her down on my dick, my climax beginning to surface. Her arousal leaks out of her every time she slides up and down, slamming her ass down harder each time, and taking my dick even further until she feels the pressure in her lower belly.

"Christ, Emerson," I groan, entranced heavily as she starts twerking on my dick as if the massive size doesn't bother her anymore. "Ride me, baby. Take my cock and come all over it.I want to see it shine under the stars when I slide out of your pussy."

"Kane...Daddy Kane," she whispers, clawing her nails down the front of my body as she shakes, her pussy full and clenching.