And here I thought this party was going to suck.

Couldn’t believe my damn eyes when this little fuck princess came toward me in the backyard, wobbling around in her sparkly high heels. I figured she was coming to tell me I couldn’t smoke in this rich, uppity neighborhood. She fell into my arms instead, beaming up at me like I was her lord and savior when I caught her. Kind of messed me up in the chest area, if I’m being truthful. Maybe she’s blind and that’s why she tripped? Because I’m not exactly a knight in shining armor. I’m the enemy that enters battle with blood in his beard. Least that’s the reaction I normally get from women. Wariness or…the desire to give me a haircut.

Not this one, though. This doe-eyed brunette with titties like a jerk-off magazine centerfold has both legs wrapped around me, her sexy lips parted with excitement. Christ. She’s going to let me fuck her in my brother’s backyard, ain’t she?

The reminder of why I’m really here is an unwelcome one. I don’t want to think about my asshole brother or why I continue to feel obligated to maintain some kind of relationship, good or bad. It’s the guilt that keeps me calling on holidays. Guilt that had me finally accepting an email invitation to help celebrate his amazing life, free of the family that dragged him down. Me.

Don’t want to think of that, though. I only want to think about the sweet little knockout in my arms and getting my first decent nut in months. Hell, she’s going to be my best nut, period, the end, and that’s reason enough to give responsibility the middle finger and find a place where I can get my hurting cock inside of her. I need her.

“I think…” She glances back over her shoulder. “I think there might be a pool house…”

Without waiting for her to finish, I start in that direction, figuring if she’s friends with my brother and his wife, she must have been here before, for pool parties or whatever the hell rich folks get up to. Not that I don’t make a damn mint myself trapping crabs, but I sure as shit don’t act stuffy about it, throwing soirées and the like. “You wear a bathing suit around men and ain’t nobody locked you down. How the hell is that?”

“At the last pool party, I slipped on the diving board—on my first dive—and had to be taken to the emergency room for stitches.” She lays her head on my shoulder and I get hit with another weird chest squeeze. Lord, I feel like a thug kidnapping the princess from her tower. “People stay away so they don’t get sucked into my vortex of doom.”

“Ah, now.” I give her back an awkward rub. “The men around here must be pussies. I’d walk through a damn inferno just to see you topless.”

She gasps and gives me those heart-in-her-throat eyes again. “You would?”

“Yeah.” For the first time in my life, possessiveness rises up in my throat and digs in with steel claws. Jesus, it turns me inside out while I’m looking down into her beautiful, trusting face. She trusts me. I can’t let her regret it. I can’t let her look at any other man this way—ever. The very thought almost sends me into a goddamn rage. “Other men don’t get to look no more. Soon as I’ve made use of that baby girl mouth, it don’t say no one else’s name but mine. Soon as I’ve worked that pussy into a lather, you keep it wrapped up in a fucking bow for me. You hear me, girl?”

I don’t know where I get the nerve, telling this sweet, beautiful angel that she’s mine, only that I have no choice. If anyone else touches her from now until I die, my world is going to burn down around me.

“Yes, I hear you,” she breathes, staring at my mouth. “H-how are you going to mess up my lipstick?”

We reach the small bamboo pool house and I walk us inside, kicking the door shut behind me. I set her down, chuckling to myself when she almost trips again, then I whip the silky pink nothing over her head, throwing it aside. Damn the near-darkness, because I can barely see her tits and lack of hair between her legs, but she’s incredible enough in the muted light to make me feel like a neglected animal. That’s what I am, I realize. That’s what I’ve been without her. “I’ve been on the boat, girl. My dick is pounding like a motherfucker.” I reach down and unzip, gripping my cock and presenting it to her. “If I kiss that pretty mouth, I’ll be fucking you to kingdom come before you can bat those eyelashes.” I stroke my cock and her chin drops. “Why don’t you give this a little kiss now? Soon as my balls ain’t so full, our tongues can play together.”

I fight the urge to pinch myself when she lowers to her knees and crawls forward, a lock of dark hair falling forward to cover one eye. In my thirty-four years, I’ve never seen anything so sexy, so beautiful. So mine. “I’ve heard other girls talking about doing this.” Her breath is on my cock now. She’s that close. “You don’t really want a kiss here. You want to put it all the way into my mouth, don’t you?”

“Yes. Want to wrap your hair around my fists and…”

“Tell me,” she murmurs. “You can say anything to me.”

“Dammit,” I grind out. “I just want to rape your little throat, girl.” Come beads on the tip of my dick, saying it out loud. “You telling me I’m your first man? First suck?”

She nods solemnly.

My teeth bare themselves in the darkness, pride puffing my chest. By some miracle this girl has been kept untouched for me. I should be carrying her to a soft bed and feeding her fucking grapes or some shit, but I’m too horny and she’s looking at my cock like it’s an ice-cream sundae. Later. Later I’ll treat her like a goddamn queen. Ice her sore pussy and rub her down with lotion. “Don’t be shy. Wrap a hand around it and feel. It’s full to bursting.”

Apparently she was waiting to be urged, because the gruff invitation sends her forward. She licks the semen from my tip, her eyes closed on a whimper. I’ve barely recovered from that before she’s got those pouty lips stretched around my cock and she’s sucking like her life depends on it. My load almost blows then and there. Jesus Christ, it’s clear she’s never given a suck job before, but Lord help me, that’s what makes my balls harden to boulders. I must have done something right in my life, because I’ve got a naked, dick-starved virgin kneeling in front of me, pumping her mouth up and down so fast, her tits bounce with the effort.

“Fuuuuuuck. Took you for a good girl at first. Maybe you are, but you’ve got a bad seed planted between your thighs, don’t you?” I slide my fingers into her hair and roll my hips toward her enthusiastic mouth. “Yeah, the devil created your pussy, girl. Made it bare and eager for fuckin’ and God kept it safe so no one would touch it until I found you. Didn’t he?”

She gives me a yes with her eyes and I growl, tightening up my stomach to keep from going off. It’s a losing battle, though. I’ve never fucked a sweeter mouth. Never had a girl this perfect want me, let alone blow me like I’m a king. No way I can prevent what’s coming. My balls are practically in my throat, they’re hauled up so tight. Her hands are jerking me off in time with her sucks now. She’s making these horny little sounds, her thighs moving around like she’s long overdue for a cock. And it’s going to be mine claiming that pussy, soon as I get rid of this edge I’ve been building up. I’ll be hard again in seconds for this girl. “Shit. Here it comes. Here it—”

The pool house door opens, spilling light across the room.

There stands my brother, a look of outrage on his face. “What the hell is going on here? You’re a sick pervert.”

Pervert? My girl makes a startled mewling sound and it tingles my dick, right down to the root. And I keep right on thrusting into her little mouth, because I have no choice. Pleasure has me by the balls, forcing me to keep going. So good. It’s too good.

“Stop this now!” thunders my brother. “She’s your niece!”

Niece. When he says it, liquid fire is already shooting up the stalk of my flesh and there isn’t a damn thing in the world I can do about it. I pull her face flush with my lap and hit the resistance of her throat, listening as she happily chokes down my come, wave after wave. I bellow my relief into the small pool house, lights flickering in front of my vision, the orgasm ripping through me. Best one of my life by a hundred miles. I haven’t even been living until now.

When it’s over, though? When my brother is staring at me like I’m a monster and my niece’s lies replay one by one? That’s when I get good and pissed.