His Little Fake Fiancee

This is an excerpt from Jade Knight’s upcoming book which is a reworking of Eva Luxe’s “Lucky Harvest.” If you enjoy forbidden age gap romance with a light daddy kink, you’ll love it.

Diana

I couldn’t believe that Truett and I had gone from just re-meeting to being fake engaged. And now we even had to go through with a fake wedding.

Everything felt quite like taking a wild on a rollercoaster—something that I had never been a very big fan of. But the look on Truett’s grandmother’s face had made it worth it. I was happy to help a dying woman feel better.

“Thank you,” Truett said, as we left the house. “I can’t tell you how much I appreciate that.”

“Well, I owed you a favor,” I told him.

“Would you like to see the horses?” he asked me, gesturing towards the stalls. “I know you said you love animals.”

“I’d love to!” I exclaimed.

It was fun to see the beautiful creatures; as I pet them and brushed their hair, I was wishing for a moment that this was all real and that I’d never have to leave.

“You can ride them tomorrow,” Truett said, “when it’s light out.”

“Tomorrow, huh?” I asked, looking at him suggestively.

“That’s right,” he said. “After all, it only makes sense that my fiancée would stay the night with me.”

I smiled, and he peered closely so that he could see my face in the dim light of the stables.

“Sounds like a plan,” I agreed.

“Are you sure?” he asked. “I know we just re-met.”

“Oh, I’m sure,” I told him.

He held me close and kissed me deeply. As I responded, my tongue wrapping around his, his hands explored my body.

“I really want to take off that pretty dress of yours and see these curves I’ve been admiring, but up close and personal,” he said.

“Okay, then, just show me the way.”

He led me to his wing of the mansion, which was bigger than most peoples’ entire houses. It was certainly a lot bigger than my apartment.

It took no time at all for him to get my dress off, and he cupped my breasts in his hands as he kissed me long and deep.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do this, baby girl,” he murmured.

“Baby girl, huh?” I asked him, liking the way that sounded.

“Yeah. In fact, the reason I didn’t pursue my desires is that you seem so sweet and innocent. Just like a baby girl I don’t want to defile.”

“Well, maybe I want you to defile me,” I told him. “I’m not as innocent as you think.”

“Oh yeah?” he asked me, raising an eyebrow at me.

“Oh, yeah.”

I took off his pants as he bent down to take my nipple in his mouth. The way he sucked on it was like heaven.

“Mmmm,” I moaned, and reached down to hold his hard cock.

It was as big as I had imagined—bigger, even. I worried that it wouldn’t fit.

Looking down at what I was doing, he said, “I’m not sure I should defile you. Your hand is so little on my cock.”

“I know,” I whispered. “Do you think it will hurt me?”

“I’ll try to be gentle,” he said.

“Don’t worry,” I reassured him, wanting to get some of my earlier bravado back. “I’m sure I’ll like it when you’re at least a little rough with me.”

I rubbed my hand up and down on his cock, watching it grow even bigger as I did so. A little bit of pre-cum oozed out of the tip of it, letting me know how much he wanted me.

“That feels so good,” he said. “I guess you’re not as innocent as you look, after all.”

“I guess so,” I agreed, but as he squeezed my nipple quite hard, I suddenly got a little afraid.

I liked the way it felt, but I thought I should warn him to take it easy on me once he was inside me, as I had no idea if I could handle it if he got too rough in that delicate position.

“I need to tell you something,” I blurted out. “I’ve never done this before.”

He looked surprised for a moment but then he slid my panties to the side and cupped my pussy in his hand.

“You’ve never had a man put his cock in this beautiful little cunt of yours?” he asked me.

“No,” I confessed.

He spread its lips open and stuck a finger inside it.

“You’ve never been spread open wide so that a big dick could fit inside your tiny little hole?”

“No,” I repeated, but now I was moaning a bit because what he was doing to me felt so good.

“This feels good, doesn’t it, baby girl?” he asked me, as he continued fingering me, while he began massaging my clit with his thumb.

“Yes. Oh yes,” I groaned.

“Don’t worry,” he said. “I can tell you’re ready. You’re dripping wet for me. I’ll be gentle. I’ll take really good care of you. Just like a daddy should.”

“Oh, fuck, Daddy,” I grunted, wishing that he wasn’t having such a powerful effect on me that I would willingly call him that word.

And yet it did feel like he was taking really great care of me and making me so happy I could burst.

I had never been so wet in my life. My juices were running out of my pussy and into his hand as he slipped a finger inside me.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he said. “I love it.”

He picked me up and laid me down on the bed as if I weighed nothing, which probably wasn’t an easy feat considering I was a bigger girl. He hurried to put a condom on before joining me in the bed. Then he traced his fingers and then his mouth down to my nipples, pinching them in between his fingers gently, playing with them, then sucking one again.

He positioned himself above me, with the head of his cock at the entrance of my pussy.

“Is my baby girl ready?” he asked, and I thought I’d never been more ready in my life.

“Yes,” I told him.

“Yes what?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“That’s what I like to hear.”

He pushed in slightly, playing with one of my nipples and sucking on the other as he did so. I let out a moan, but then grimaced as he slid in further, because it hurt.

“Sorry,” he said.

“No, it’s okay, keep going.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, Daddy. I’m sure. Please keep going.”

I nodded and he kissed me as he pushed all the way in, filling me with a warmth and comfort I hadn’t even been expecting. It felt so much better than anything I’d dreamt or fantasized about.

“Mmm,” I moaned. “It feels good now. More than good. It feels great.”

“Good. I want to make my little girl feel like she’s in Heaven.”

He thrust in and out of me, stretching my hole open wide and causing me to grab onto the width of his cock with the walls of my pussy.

“That feels amazing,” he said.

“It feels so good for me, too, Daddy,” I told him, and it really did.

He was cramming me full, and I was arching my back to take in more of him while he was squeezing my nipples. His play was rougher now, but I liked it.

“Yes, Daddy, fuck me hard,” I cried out.

“You love how I stuff your little pussy full of my big cock, don’t you, baby girl?”

“Yes! I love it!”

“You’re a dirty princess, Diana,” he said.

And I really did feel like a princess. His princess. The rhythm of his cock inside me felt so good that I was on the brink of an orgasm. I dug my nails into his neck and back to bring him closer to me. I felt his strong chest against me as his hands let go of my breasts so that nothing at all separated his skin from mine.

“I’m cumming,” I called out, feeling pleasure wash all over me. “Oh, Daddy, you’re making me cum so much!”

“Me too,” he said, as I felt him start to pulse and throb inside me.

We were a panting, sweaty mess, but he didn’t move once we’d finished. Instead, he wrapped his arms around me even tighter, leaving his cock inside my pussy.

“Let’s do that again when we wake up,” he said. “And then over and over again, every night after that. It was so fucking good.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I said obediently.

It would be an easy wish to fulfill, especially while I was pretending to be his fiancée, which was a slightly taller order.

But I was glad I’d been able to do it, because the reward was definitely worth it.