Out of Sight

by Cleo White

I've learned the hard way that rationalizing someone's attractiveness isn't actually going to make me attracted to them.

She's young, almost certainly younger than my own son, and I'm a little appalled at how little I give a damn.

Every instinct inside me is bellowing that this beautiful, hurt creature is meant for me, and the rest of my life hangs on the question I just asked her.

We can't, not I don't want you or leave me alone.

“I want you more than I want my next breath, sweetheart. Not just the pieces you've decided are good enough to show the world, but fucking all of you.”

“My bungalow is next door. I saw you the first night we were here, swimming… I've had to

jerk myself off three times a day to thoughts of how you looked in that little bikini, Issy. I'm too old for that shit. Let me come in your pussy instead.”

I've had a lot of first kisses in my life, but I know this one will be my last from the moment I get my first taste of her.

“If I see you so much as smile at him again, I'll put you over my knee and spank your ass red. Are we clear?”

Fuck, you're so wet for me. This pussy is going to feel so tight when it's wrapped around my fat dick.”

“I want it,” she begs in a breathy little voice that makes my cock twitch. “Fuck me rough, Daddy.”