Loving My Best Friend's Dad(23)

Tonight I’ve dressed up especially for him, wearing a white lace bra and panty set that I know he’ll like. I picked it out when Renee and I were at Saks, sneaking it right under her nose while she was busy with her personal shopper. It cost me a whole paycheck, but I wanted something that would really wow Nate.

I blink hard as I put my hand on the doorknob. I can’t believe it’s really over. The week blew by so quickly. My whole body trembles with emotion. Somehow, in between all the fantastic sex, I’ve fallen for this older man, this father of my best friend, the one man I couldn’t have. Nate’s strong and dedicated, the same kind of person I am, and he’s kind too. He’s opened me up to this whole new world, this whole new way of experiencing things, and all the way it’s been focused on me. No man has treated me so wonderfully, adored me so well, as he has.

I want to ask about us, about whether or not we have a future, but in my heart I know the answer. To bring it up would be to invite even more heartbreak. No, better not to think on that at all. I take a deep breath, square up my shoulders, and open the door. I’m not going to let my feelings get in the way of tonight. I won’t have this ruined.

The door opens before I even touch the knob, and Nate pulls me into his bedroom. I guess he was waiting and heard my door. The lights are dimmed low, giving a soft glow to everything. As soon as I’m through the door, Nate’s on me, his lips against mine. I’m inhaling him into me, one of my favorite things to do. He doesn’t have a shirt on and he looks great, my body crushed up against hard muscle. He kisses me hard and hungry, and there’s an edge to it that tells me he knows it’s our last time together too. Our tongues come together, and then he’s breaking our kiss, sucking and kissing along my sensitive neck.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh,” I whisper under my breath.

My whole body’s concentrated on every spot his mouth touches, each lick and nibble shooting straight down to my pussy. I’m already contracting, already slickening, preparing myself for him. His tongue dances across my collarbone, pushes apart the kimono I’m wearing to reveal my lace bra and panties. My nipples are already peaking the fabric, pink dusky nipples pushing the cups off. My breathing becomes heavy with arousal, my eyes lifting to the ceiling as he unhooks my bra and sucks on one nipple. Well that didn’t last long. Maybe next time I shouldn’t have bothered with buying the lingerie at all.

“I love sucking on these,” he murmurs as he switches, taking my other breast into his mouth. “They’re the perfect fit.”

I push my creamy mounds towards him, the suction so good, so amazing that I’m whimpering with need. My hips gyrate against his cock, the source of all my pleasure. He presses his shaft against my soaked panties, the friction against my swollen clit leaving me mindless with lust. He begins to go lower and lower, but I stop him.

“Wait,” I tell him. “Let me make you feel good too.”

Nate pauses for a moment, but his eyes are so dark, so glazed with desire that it doesn’t need much convincing. He kisses me again, pulling us back onto the bed together. I work my way down over the hard planes of his abs just like he does, before coming to his pants. I pull them off, and his cock springs free, thick as a tree trunk. Even though I’m still new to sucking cock, I’m an eager learner.

I lick my lips, and carefully reach for it. The shaft’s practically pulsing in my small fingers, and he twitches the head towards my lips. No matter how much I try, I can never manage to run my hands all the way around it. His tool is too thick. He’s dripping with his lust, and I give his cock a slow tug, spreading his seed under my hands. My pussy throbs as I really take my time to look, to imprint it onto my mind forever. When I slowly pull my lips over the spongy tip, Nate hisses with pleasure, the muscles in his leg practically jumping.

I give a slow suck, tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. I can’t get very far, barely halfway, before I have to pull up again. His whole body shudders, and I suck hard as I make my way down again. My tongue laps at the bottom ridge of his cock, over the thick veins that have made me scream with pleasure every night as I go up again. This time, when I take him into my mouth, I push it all the way, right up until his cock bumps down my throat, the muscles convulsing as it takes in the fat head. I can feel the saltiness of his precum dribbling down my throat.

“Fuckfuckfuck,” he hisses, hand tightening in my hair. “Just like that Emilia.”

I work hard, my hands moving in time with my mouth, sucking and lick his delectable cock. I can feel his balls tightening, I know he’s close, and when he pushes my head down, fucking my mouth, hips snapping into me, I know he’s going to come. His seed shoots down my throat, jets after jets, and I swallow it greedily. There’s so much that it dribbles out the side of my mouth, a sticky string of white that I have to wipe up with a finger.