Loving My Best Friend's Dad(19)

I put down my glass in the sink. I should go. I summon my strength, but when I turn around, I’m backed against the counter.

“What are you doing?”

“Something I’ve been thinking about all day,” he says, tilting my chin up toward him.

“Wait,” I stammer, licking my dry lips.

He pauses.

“We- we shouldn’t,” I say, sounding a lot feebler than I should have.

“Are you dating?” he inquires.

The question catches me off guard.

“No.”

“Neither am I. And I can tell,” he says, his eyes taking me in, “that you want this as much as I do.”

I swallow hard, my body betraying me. I’m reacting to his dominance, and he can tell.

“But this isn’t...”

Why was I saying no anyways? I mean, clearly I want the man. I’d demonstrated it plenty of times last night, when I let him take me over and over. I’m still wanting him, my body heating up in his presence, my pussy dampening, my nipples like pebbles beneath the flimsy shirt I wore to bed. He was so huge, so fulfilling, and able to make me come a million times. What’s wrong with us satisfying ourselves a few more times before we parted ways? We’re going to be here in the same home for a week, so it was inevitable.

“It has to be a secret,” I whisper, the last of my defenses falling to his presence. He pushes me harder against the counter, his erection pressing against me. I hear a soft groan, telling me just how badly he wants this too. Good, I think with whatever’s left of my brain. At least we’re even there.

“Just for this week,” he says, his voice hoarse.

Something clicks into place as Nate kisses me, our lips parting for each other. I should be fending him off, I should be saying no, but I find I can’t. It just feels so right to be in his arms, to be touching him again. I taste him again, my tongue grazing his lip before our tongues come together. His body is hard and strong, my hands roaming all over, desperate to feel him against me again. I’m trembling in his arms, I want him so much.

“What’s wrong?” he asks.

“Nothing,” I whisper. “Nothing’s wrong now.”

He kisses me again, his lips stirring those feelings of arousal to life in my core again. I want to feel him, all of him, against me. His cock grinds into my belly, practically pushing us apart it’s so hard.

“Come on,” he says. “Not here.”

We hurry past Renee’s door and down the hallway to his bedroom. He closes the door carefully, then his hands are running through my hair, over my shoulders, my breasts, claiming me again for himself, making it clear that all of me is his. My pussy quivers, gushing with cream in anticipation of having Nate again. I could feel the heat coming off his body, his lust for me. I’m pushed back onto the bed and he dives after me, pinning me down onto his soft mattress. There’s new sheets, I notice.

“I’ve been dreaming about this all day,” he says, his voice breaking with arousal.

“Me too,” I tell him.

Nate throws off his t-shirt, revealing tanned muscles that I can’t help but run my hands over. He tugs off my shirt, and then my shorts too, and I’m completely naked in his bed again. His tongue circles my nipples, drawing them into hard points. I moan softly, pushing my breasts up to his mouth. His hand tugs at my other nipple, sending pleasure crisscrossing over me. His mouth is magical. It has to be, I think as he switches over. My breasts feel full and heavy, my aching peaks tingling under his touch. My cunt tightens with need, sending cream splashing onto the bed again. I’m so far gone, so wrapped up in bliss that I don’t even care.

“I have to taste you again baby,” he growls. “Good as I want you to feel, I have to taste you again.”

“Yes,” I tell him, my hands curling in the comforter. “Yes.”

Nate’s mouth moves down, his tongue leaving patterns across my hot skin. My pussy is pink and swollen, the shade deepening as my folds are spread apart with his broad fingers. He leans down, tongue sweeping up and down, sucking gently on my clit, the tiny ball of nerves practically pulsating with need. His hot mouth is like velvet against my cunt, and I’m panting as he traces over every inch of me, slow and fast, hard and soft. I close my eyes, the fiery heat rising inside of me, that delicious feeling of bliss triggered by Nate’s mouth.

I let him take control, reveling in the wonderful feeling of letting Nate do whatever he wants to me. My body screams for release, his fingers sliding in deep inside of me, preparing me for him. Faster and faster, my desire building up like a spiral until finally it explodes from inside of me in every direction, flooding me with ecstasy. My pussy clenches around his digits, my hips bucking into his face as I release a torrent of my cream. I can feel his tongue scooping it out of my pussy, grazing my clit and sending shudders through me.