My Best Friend's Dad

by Bella Winters

  I cried out, ashamed to answer. Boyce nibbled gently at my jaw as he pushed my hair back with one hand and held me steady with the other.

  This was my best friend’s dad. He raised me from the age of ten but none of that mattered as he eased himself between my thighs, hard against me. “Tell me that you want this, Vivian.”

  CHAPTER 7

  Boyce

  I could feel heat through my pants, making my cock jerk against Vivian. I needed to hear her say that she wanted me before I moved any further, but it took all my restraint to do so. She was so sexy, and I craved all of her as I waited, pressing my lips gently to her neck.

  Vivian moved slightly before crushing her mouth to mine. I pulled her up against me and kissed her senseless as she moaned and clawed at my shirt. I assumed for a while that she wasn’t a virgin, but I knew that she’d never had anyone like me before. I slowly brought one hand down to her leg, just below her skirt. I slipped it gently over her bare skin as she shivered and met my tongue with hers. It was desperate and just what I wanted from her in this moment as I moved my fingers over the outside of her thigh and gripped her underwear with one hand.

  Fucking lace.

  We made out like this for several moments, getting to know one another intimately. As much as I wanted Vivian, I didn’t want to rip her clothes off and just take her right here. I needed time with her body. I kissed her slow and hard, turning her into putty as she wrapped her legs around me. I rocked against her, feeling her heat as my cock nudged her sweet pussy and swore that no woman ever felt this good. I loved Nora and I was devastated when I lost her, but I was a different man now. I moved my hands under her to lift her, carrying her to the couch as I looked ahead of us with blurry eyes. I dropped Vivian gently to the cushions before dropping to my knees. I pushed her skirt up and gripped the lace, tugging it down her legs as I stared at the shadow between her legs. She was pale, and I noticed that she had a light covering of hair as I tossed the underwear aside. Vivian was wet and ready for me and I spread her open and leaned into taste her slick thighs.

  Sweet as fucking honey.

  She cried out as I slowly licked her folds, teasing her as I searched for her clit. It was swollen for me, but I took my time licking her, circling her with my tongue as she dropped her head back. Vivian slipped a hand into my hair and I sucked her into my mouth as she gasped, pressing harder against me. I moved a hand down to slide a finger inside of her, finding her pussy tight and warm for me. I slid it all the way in as I continued to suck, curling my finger as she let out a ragged cry. “Boyce. Fuck…you feel so good.” I’d never heard Vivian curse and I bit down gently as she screamed with pleasure. I kept going until she was trembling at the edge of a release and I pulled away as she stared at me. “What are you doing?”

  “I want you to make yourself come. I want to watch so I can see what you did in your room at night.” I knew that I was getting a bit dominant, but her eyes glossed over as she eased back onto the cushions and let out a soft sob. Vivian was ready to come for me and I drew her legs apart before slipping her hand between her legs. She stroked the same fold that I’d been tasting, lightly before moving her fingers over her clit. Vivian worked it hard, alternating between circling it and just stroking it as moisture slipped down her thighs. I reached down to loosen my pants, easing my hand down to grip my cock as I watched her. Vivian lost herself in the self-pleasure, working her way towards a release as I kept staring at her. I didn’t see the young woman that I raised any longer. Vivian was a woman that had needs, and I tightened my grip as she rocked forward and cried out, burying her hand inside of herself as she came. It was long, and I watched as she jerked around uncontrollably, holding my hand still as she stilled and took a deep breath.

  “I’ve never done that for anyone before,” Vivian confessed as I gently took her hand and lapped her sweet juices from her fingers. She stared at me with a heavy gaze, entranced with the action.

  “Good,” I replied as I drew her fingers into my mouth. I sucked hard and she moaned as she watched, her eyes wide with lust. When I was finished, I stood and unbuttoned my shirt, tossing it to the couch as I looked her over. “Want to stay here or go to my room?”

  “There’s no camera’s in the house, right?” Vivian asked fearfully as I chuckled.

  “Just on the entrances and main windows. If there were, I’d have watched you do that on repeat already,” I assured her as she blushed and pressed her lips together. “Let’s go upstairs.” I secured my pants enough to walk and made sure that the house was locked up before leading the way upstairs. If Vivian had ever seen my room, it was brief, and I walked through the doorway and over to the massive King-sized bed, looking back to make sure that she was following me. I dropped onto the mattress and watched as she swallowed heavily before lifting her black lace dress over her head. She was wearing a bra that matched her underwear and I licked my lips hungrily as I dropped my pants to the floor. Vivian inhaled deeply and walked towards me as she reached around to loosen her bra.

  Vivian was naked as she walked towards me and I looked down at my stiff cock. Vivian was beautiful with her flawless, pale skin and the nipples that I’d imagined, pert and ready for my mouth. She crawled onto the bed and moved towards me as her hair dragged against the comforter, slowing down as she moved between my legs.

  Vivian dropped down to run her tongue along my cock, making me groan. She was so gentle, and I slipped a hand into her hair as she moved up and down slowly. I saw her shaking and stroked her hair back to calm her down. Her mouth moved back up and she slipped it over me, bobbing down to take me into her throat as I watched with heavy-lidded eyes. Her mouth was tight and warm as she sucked around me, moving back up before she swallowed me again. I sensed her desire and soon Vivian was moving faster as I gripped her hair and began to rock with her. I warned her that I was close to coming but she kept at it, burying me deep in her throat as I shot into her mouth. Vivian gasped and drank me down before she pulled away and dropped on her back to take a breath. “I’ve never been this aggressive before. I want you so bad.”

  “Just relax. It’s my turn again,” I assured her as I lifted myself up to sit straighter. I looked over her young body, taking in her curves and gorgeous pale skin. I reached out to stroke her shoulder as Vivian shivered and watched her nipples harden. I scooted closer to her and reached over with a free hand to cup her soft, full breast and watch as her eyes closed, and she took a ragged breath. Her nipple was pressed against me and I squeezed it as she moaned and spread her thighs open. I touched her until I couldn’t stand it and moved over Vivian to suck a nipple into my mouth. She reached around me to pull me closer and I slipped a hand between her thighs to play with her clit.

  Vivian was everything to me right now.

  I sucked, touched, and even gently bit her until she came again and memorized the sound of it. Vivian opened her eyes and stared at me as she licked her lips and I brought my mouth to hers to kiss her hungrily. We ended up pressed together and I nudged the entrance to her pussy with my cock as she whimpered. “Do you want this?” I asked, ready to reach for a condom if she said that she did. I ripped the wrapper open and sheathed myself hurriedly, eager to feel her wrapped around me. Moving back in front of her, I pressed inside of her as she wrapped her arms and legs around me. I moved slowly, knowing that I was big, and I wanted to let her adjust to me. Vivian pulled me closer, murmuring to me as I slowly moved through her tight body. She felt do damn good, wet, and wrapped around me.

  Once I was buried inside of her, I stilled and leaned down to kiss her. Vivian reached one hand around my back and scraped at me, telling me to move. She told me that she’d been waiting for this as I pulled back and plunged back inside of Vivian. She started to rock with me after a few thrusts and the sound of her cries and our bodies slapping together, I started fucking her harder. The feeling of having something that you wanted for a long time was irreplaceable and I gave in to my need as I pounded into her. She wanted it, begged for i
t.

  Once I knew that she was coming as her pussy wrapped around me, I felt the pressure building and jerked forward one more time before filling the latex wrapped around me. It was explosive, and I dropped over her as I breathed in deeply.

  I rolled away from her and dropped to my back, breathing in deeply. I wanted to lock her in here and not let her move to the apartment, but Vivian deserved that. She was a young woman that was starting her new life and I couldn’t ask her to hold off on that after one night of sex even if it was the best sex that I’d ever had.

  “Stay here with me,” I blurted out before I could stop myself.

  CHAPTER 8

  Vivian

  I heard his words and closed my eyes. I just slept with Bella’s father and the man that raised me. There was no stopping after that first kiss and I focused on the tingling in my body. I knew that no other man would make me feel this way, but I was planning to go to college. I was planning the entire college experience and having my own place to create new memories in. I knew that I’d never forget tonight, but I couldn’t stay here. How would I explain that to Bella after all the chatter about getting apartments and going to college?

  “I can’t stay here. I paid a deposit on my apartment and I am enrolled at school. What would I tell Bella?” I asked as he sucked in his breath.

  “I don’t fucking care. I need you in my bed, Vivian. How can you walk away from that?” Boyce asked me as a tear slipped down my cheek. This was a mistake. I should have resisted him, and I wiped at my cheek.

  “You think I want to? I wish this had never happened now.” I pushed myself from the bed and walked to the door, needing space.

  “Viv? Where are you going?” Boyce called out to me as I cried walking down the stairs to my room. I walked in and locked the door before I pulled on a robe and crawled into my own bed. I cried as I thought back to every touch and kiss as I curled up into a fetal position, knowing that I could never take tonight back. We’d crossed the line.

  I dozed for a while before waking up with a stare, looking around my room. There was still packing to do, and I stood on weak legs and took a deep breath. I pulled the boxes down from the pile and packed clothes and the things from my bathroom that I didn’t need in the morning. I worked quietly, letting images of being with Boyce flash through my mind periodically. I knew that it was useless to fight them, and I cried as I packed.

  This was a forbidden relationship in anyone’s eyes. I couldn’t tell a single person about it, much less the friend that I shared everything with. I wondered how I was going to get through the phone conversations with her and the holidays in a few months. We would need to hide that this happened from Bella and the family. I finished the last box in the bathroom and leaned back against the wall, taking a deep breath. My body was still aching from the rough sex and I reached under the robe and stroked my clit slowly as I bit my lip. How could I use this memory and touch myself like this? I felt like I was possessed with need and found the moisture, smearing it around as I closed my eyes. I made myself come again, feeling the need for Boyce filling me as I moaned softly, standing up to go get some water from the the fridge.

  The house was quiet as I walked to the kitchen to get a bottle of water. I assumed that Boyce was still upstairs and looked at the stairs as I paused before returning to my room. I wanted to go up there and crawl into his arms and I found my feet moving up towards his door, tapping gently on it as I waited for him to speak.

  “Vivian?” Boyce asked as I assured him that it was me. I opened the door and walked inside, closing it behind me. He stared at me as I walked around to the other side of the bed, setting my water down and crawling in beside him. “Are you okay?”

  “I need to go to the apartment and school, Boyce. I think that we need to give this time because it might not be what we both think it is. It might be just the once and then your life will really begin.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. “It might just be sex that we were never supposed to have, the kind that you can’t prevent.”

  “It’s more than that. The way that it’s been building between us is so much more than that.” Boyce told me as he turned to me and looked at me in the dim light of his lamp. He reached over to me to loosen the tie of my robe, opening it as he stroked my body. I watched as he stroked his fingers over my nipple, seeing it harden under his touch. I wasn’t about to stop this even with all my doubts because I needed it. Boyce teased my nipples before he moved his hand down to stroke my sensitive clit, finding me wet from my recent release. “Still?” He asked as I smiled weakly and looked at him.

  “I don’t think it will ever stop,” I admitted as he slipped a finger inside of me and made me groan. “I don’t know how we’re going to do this, Boyce. I need to see the college thing through but I’m not that far. We can see each other or something if it leads to that.”

  “It will.” Boyce assured me as he kept stroking me, adding a finger after a few minutes. I came for him, groaning his name. I turned to face him, crawling over his body to find his mouth with mine as I pressed down against his cock. Boyce pulled my face closer and deepened the kiss as I slipped back and forth over him, enjoying that friction. “I get tested regularly and I’m clean. I don’t fuck without a condom normally, but I want to with you. Are you on anything to prevent pregnancy?”

  “I am. I have been for a few years,” I replied as I lifted my body and found him with my hand. I slid down over him and groaned as he filled me again. I knew that we were pushing the limits with this, but it felt so good as I rocked against him. I rode him, adjusting the angles of my body until I was coming for him. I felt my warmth wash over him and as he arched up inside of me, I felt his heat fill me as he cried out my name, his hands tight on my hips as I felt the bruises forming on my skin.

  I collapsed next to him and he pulled me into his arms, knowing that I wasn’t going to move for several hours. I could go to the apartment tomorrow or even the next day at the latest and be in class in time. I knew that it was prolonging the inevitable but being here in his arms was the best feeling I could ever have.

  I ignored my phone for the next couple of days, not wanting to have to answer to Bella. She wanted to know details of an apartment that I hadn’t been in yet. I didn’t know what to say because I was too busy fucking her father in his bed.

  I left two mornings later, sore, and tired and lacking sleep. I could not put it off any longer and I turned up the radio as I glanced back at the house. Boyce stood outside and watched me leave, his face serious with pain as I tried to smile. I knew that we’d done more than just sleep together over the last few days, but I needed to take this space and sort through my racing thoughts.

  I looked forward and pulled out to the main road, thinking about the one-bedroom apartment that was waiting for me. I had my car loaded with boxes and there was going to be furniture delivered tomorrow. I had classes in three days and I was preparing for a whole new life, or was I?

  Once I arrived at the apartment and unloaded my boxes, I sent Bella a text telling her that I was sorry I’d been off the radar. I explained that I was busy settling in and adjusting as I asked how she was doing.

  The text turned into a phone call and we chatted about our new places. Bella was obviously more excited about hers as she chatted about the city and her little apartment that was perfectly centered in the middle of it all. Bella told me about the people and the school and how in love with everything she was. When she asked me about my apartment, I told her that it was great as I looked around at the boxes. I made up a lie about the furniture delivery being delayed and that I’d been in a sleeping bag for the last couple of nights, and she expressed her horror at the idea. I laughed it off and told her that it was fine. It was my place and in just a little while, it would be perfect. When I hung up, I only hoped that it was true.

  I unpacked through the night and piled a bunch of pillows on the floor with a blanket. I missed Boyce right now and if it wasn’t late and he was an hour away, I’d go ther
e. I had to give this a chance though. Boyce might be a passing fling at best and somehow, I’d need to move on from that.

  I slept fitfully that night and woke up sore in the morning. If the furniture delivery hadn’t been scheduled early, I would have stayed in the bay for another night. I rose and looked around at the boxes that were unpacked and folded neatly by the door while the other ones were piled out of the way of the delivery men. I glanced at my phone and saw that I had time to run for coffee before they arrived. I dressed in some jeans and a sweater that was folded up in the bathroom and slipped my feet into the worn converse by the front door.

  I left the complex and walked down the street since there was a strip mall just a few blocks away. I glanced around at the cute little town, seeing other college students in groups and laughing together. I felt like I was such a world away from that doing what I was doing with Boyce, keeping it secret from the world.

  I stepped into a corner coffee shop and ordered a large cinnamon mocha and a muffin, taking the bag and cup with a smile as I thanked the girl behind the counter. I walked towards the door and noticed a guy leaning near a table as he looked me over. He was my age if not a couple of years older and handsome if I wasn’t already with an older man. I looked away and made my way out of the front door and to my apartment, so I could arrange my new home.

  That night, I slept in a bed with new sheets and bedding. My room overlooked the campus in the distance and it was beautiful but lonely. I reached for my phone and sent Boyce a text, knowing that I was opening a can of worms.