All Dare could think of was the feel of Ashley’s soft round ass in his hand, her skin heated from his spanking. He shouldn’t have stroked between her legs. The feel of her wetness nearly drove him over the edge. He’d wanted nothing more than to sink his hard, throbbing erection into her sweet, melting heat. But he’d held back.
The sight of her desire-filled eyes had almost been his undoing, though. She clearly loved him touching her and she would have begged him to f**k her if he’d pushed it.
And maybe he should have. But it just felt wrong. Not because he was older, or because she was friends with his ex-stepdaughter. Ash was an adult now his c**k twitched as he thought about her shapely body but she had come to him for guidance, not for a s****l tryst.
She was new to this. Vulnerable
