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he took her clit between his lips. He swirled around her
flesh button, eliciting moans of pleasure from his hot little
nympho.
    Next, he trailed his long tongue down the
length of her perfect slit, teasing her opening. She was so goddamn
wet…her nectar was tangy and sweet and he lapped it up with
pleasure.
    His tongue found its way inside her pussy and
he could feel her folds pulsing and responding to his touch. He
couldn’t believe he’d left her…he couldn’t believe he thought he
could survive without her juicy cunt. He didn’t need water, oxygen
or food. All he needed was his Jess.
    “ Don’t stop,” Jess begged.
“PLEASE don’t stop.”
    But Davis did. Eating out his daughter was
amazing, but his dick was so hard he thought it’d break a hole in
the floor. He had to be inside her.
    He pushed his pants off. “I need you baby,”
he moaned, his eyes closing as he slid inside her hole. “I have to
fuck you.”
    He plunged his dick into her depths, each of
her pussy’s vibrations rippling across his body. He wanted to fuck
her all day, all night, but he knew that he couldn’t hold back much
longer. Her tight cunt just felt too good.
    Davis grabbed one of her lean legs and bent
it, ramming his meat even deeper in her pussy. Jess’ pussy started
clamping as her whole body quaked. Daddy’s girl was coming…right on
his dick.
    He released it all, letting out a bellow that
filled the room as he filled her sopping pussy. He kept pumping,
wanting to savor every precious moment. He wanted to feel every
contraction, he wanted his juices to overflow from her hot
pitcher.
    He sunk into the nape of her neck, their
bodies hot and sticky with the glow that followed a good
fucking.
    “ W-wow,” Jess stammered,
letting out a chuckle. “Maybe I should get abortions more
often.”
    Davis reared back. “That’s not funny, Jess.”
She talked about her abortion like it was no different than
changing cell phone companies. She was fickle and impulsive. Hell,
thirty minutes ago she was smooching his sister.
    Jess squeezed his thigh. “I’m sorry. I didn’t
mean it.”
    There was something in her voice that made
him doubt that. Davis glanced at her, taking in her beautiful face.
She was so youthful, so naïve. He was suddenly acutely aware of
their age gap. “I’m gonna go hop in the shower.”
    Her baby blue eyes brightened. “Want me to
join you?”
    “ N-no,” Davis said quickly.
“You should unpack. Get settled in.”
    “ But I-”
    “ Just give me a minute
Jess,” he said, a little louder than he intended. “I can’t think
when you’re near me and I have a lot of thinking to do.”
    He breezed from the room, trying to ignore
the desire to turn around and take her up on her offer.

Chapter Eight
    Awkward Dinner (Jess)
     
    Sara had pulled out her best Ramsay and
whipped together T-bones, green beans and apple pie. She’d been so
excited about having a proper dinner for all of them that Jess felt
it was only fair to wear something nice.
    Jess cleared her throat and smoothed the
front of her white linen dress. She probably should have just gone
with a simple tee and shorts. Next to Davis’ polo and jeans and
Sara’s plain cotton dress, she felt vastly underdressed.
    “ So Sara says that you liked
her novel,” Davis said, cutting through the awkward
silence.
    “ Y-yeah,” Jess said
brightly, shooting a look at her aunt. “I’m really into the whole
vampires/werewolves thing, so it works out.”
    Davis snorted and downed his
fifth glass of wine that night. “Paranormal romance is such a joke.
Everyone’s just trying to be the next Twilight .”
    “ Davis!” Jess exclaimed,
dabbing her mouth. “Aunt Sara’s work is good and it’s certainly
no-”
    “ No,” Sara interjected
gently. “It’s okay. It’s what I get for not cooking you guys lunch.
Wine and an empty stomach just don’t mix.”
    “ I know we both appreciate
what you’ve done, Aunt Sara. And dinner is delicious.”
    “ You had