All Jessica needs to do is lure Mr. Parker to her room and show the delectable man just how bad a good girl can be.
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Eighteen-year-old Jessica Rove isn’t a little girl anymore, regardless of what her daddy’s best friend, Mr. Parker, seems to think. Jess has had the hots for him for a long time and can’t decide if it’s his toned body or big dick that makes her wet and wanting. Either way, she’s going to screw him six ways to Sunday. All she needs to do is lure him to her room and show the delectable Mr. Parker just how bad a good girl can be.
Iíve wanted to fuck him since I turned seventeen. Or rather, Iíve wanted him to fuck me since I turned seventeen.
But I became interested in him long before then, I guessÖactually from the moment I learned about sex and of all the neat little things I could do with my pussy. Like having a cock shoved into it. Or fingers. Or a dildo.
Iíve always found creative ways to sate my raunchy curiosity. And now, at eighteen, I still want to do the nasty with Mr. Parker, my need rising higher every time he swings by the house.
Mr. Joseph Parker is my dadís best friend and an Army buddy from way back. My dad resigned his commission years ago, but Mr. Parker had stayed in, doing the whole special commando thing. Heís all macho, complete with black face paint and sneaking around in the middle of the night to kill bad guys. Heís able to survive solely on grass and insects or something.
Heís not handsome by todayís standardÖnot a lanky guy in skinny jeans and that whole androgynous thing going on. Heís manly and thereís just something about him that makes me wet each time he comes within an armís length, causing my body to quiver with need. Maybe itís his toned, muscled body, his soul-melting eyes or his big dick (which I can easily spot when he wears his jogging suit). Either way, I want to jump his bones. Seriously. Hard core.
Of course Mr. Parker isnít interested in me. Or at least pretends he isnít.
To him, Iím just his best friendís little girl. Even though in the past four years Iíve grown from a stick figure into a fully developed young woman. I have a pair of firm D-cup breasts that I love to stroke and fondle when I masturbate and a shapely ass that all of my friends envy. Boys always want to grab my behind, and older perverts canít seem to keep their gazes off it when I walk by. Iím not a slut, but I like to tease. Okay, maybe that nudges me closer to being slutastic, but Iím very selective about who I sleep with. I donít fuck losers and Iíve always been interested in older guys.
What can I say? Theyíre more experienced in bed. Thereís more to sex than just sticking your dick in the wet hole and jiggling it in and out. They know how to eat a woman properly, how to make a round of sex last long into the night. Unlike some boys Iíve fucked. A few jabs and they came all over me. Ugh. And Mr. Parker, the object of my desire, is the only one I canít seem to lure into playing choo-choo into my panties.
But it doesnít stop me from wanting him.