“You’re too good to me, you know that? Always sticking around to help out. Shouldn’t be spending your summer break babysitting for me.”
I swallow hard, barely breathing now. His cologne smells so good, and he’s close. So close.
“I’ll do whatever I can to help, Mr. Thomas,” I whisper. “I enjoy it.”
“Just call me Dom, Naomi,” he murmurs. “Mr. Thomas sounds too damn formal and you know it.”
I laugh softly. “It’s a habit.”
I lay Hannah down just as he asks, “Have you eaten yet?”
“No. I wanted to wait for you.”
He grins, stepping back. “Well, let’s go eat.”
With a smile way too big for my own good, I nod and follow him out of the nursery, down the stairs, and into the kitchen. He takes the pizza box out of the oven and slides it across the counter, lifting the top. His eyes flash up to meet mine, and they are even warmer, lingering. He runs his tongue over his bottom lip.
“Are we done playing innocent now?” he questions.
My face burns red hot as I tuck a blonde strand of hair behind my ear. “You started it. Wanna eat first, or what?”
His face breaks into a full smile. He wastes no time coming for me, grabbing me by the waist and picking me up in his arms. I wrap my legs around him, sinking into his large body, kissing him whole.
I was waiting all day for this — our alone time. He tries to resist, but how can he fight this? I can’t go a single day without thinking about him. I know he feels the same.
It all started one night last summer, when he was drunk. He came onto me right after I’d put Hannah down for a nap. He kissed me on the back of the neck, and I couldn’t resist. I led him to the couch, and one thing led to another.
We made out. We touched. I sucked. He grinded. But that’s as far as we’ve ever gone.
I was sure he could remember that night very clearly because when he came to my house the following day, he asked me not to mention it to my parents.
Pshh. Like I ever would. Dad would have shred him a new one.
“I’ve been wanting you all day, Naomi,” he rasps on my lips, breaking the kiss.
“I couldn’t wait for you to get home,” I pant, cupping the back of his neck and then kissing his upper lip.
“You missed me?” He places me down on the countertop.
“Yes,” I breathe out. He shoves my skirt up, wrapping a strong arm around me. He pushes my panties to the side, looking up into my eyes as he slides a long, thick finger inside me. “When are you going to stop using those fingers?” I ask through a small moan.
“Trust me, I want my cock deep inside you every day, but you aren’t ready yet, babe.” He groans when he feels how wet I am. “I will never understand how this virgin pussy is always so wet for me.”
I shrug. “I want you. My body screams for you.”
“Your father would fucking kill me.”
“He won’t find out.” I grab his face. “I promise. I would never tell him.”
“You know I can’t do that to him. He’s been my best friend since we were in the navy, babe. He’s the only one who took me under his wing and looked out for me.”
“I know, I know.” I sigh when he sinks two fingers deeper, finding my G-spot. He hovers over me, sucking on my neck, his other hand squeezing my hip. He’s between my legs and I feel his cock getting harder and harder on the inside of my thigh.
“I just want you so bad. So many guys have tried but I always say no. I’ve been saving myself for you since last summer, Dom.”
“You better not give yourself to them,” he growls. He studies my eyes, still running his fingers in and out of me, the pad of his thumb gently rolling over my clit. “Your pussy is mine, Naomi. Understand?” His fingers work faster, sliding in and out.
I nod and he yanks his hand away, picking me up off the counter. He carries me to the living room and then places me on my feet. He unbuckles his belt and pulls down his pants, so all he’s left in are his boxers. He takes those off too and his beautiful cock is free, so big, a small sparkle of pre-cum at the tip.
He lays flat on his back and says, “Take your panties off and come sit on my face.” His large hand wraps around the base of his cock and he starts to stroke it, making the tip leak even more.
I blush way too hard, heat collecting in my cheeks as I lick my suddenly dry lips and take my panties off, walking closer to him. I start to sit above him, my legs on either side of his head, so that I can look down and see his face, but he shakes his head.
“No. The other way. I want you to watch me come while I eat your pussy.”
I feel myself clench, but I don’t hesitate. I turn around, and as soon as I lower down and am perched above him, his free hand comes to my hip and he slides his tongue over my clit.
I shudder from the mere action, but his hot tongue is relentless. He swirls it around my clit, faster and faster.
“Oh, God, Dom!” I cry out. I’ve never felt this before. He’s never eaten me out. It’s always his fingers, or dry humping. Before, he seemed afraid to go this far, but tonight he’s not. He’s going for more. Maybe he had a hard day. Or maybe he’s just tired of the teasing and messing around.
Good. Because I’ve been getting impatient too.
His tongue is buried in my pussy, his beard grazing the insides of my thighs with each movement. He groans, stroking his hard cock in his hand, bringing more pre-cum to the tip. I get the courage to do something I’ve only heard about. Something that makes my heart race just thinking about it.
I lean forward and peel his hand away, wrapping my lips around the head of his cock and sucking the pre-cum away. Sixty-nine for the win.
He shudders beneath me, groaning even louder. I feel the vibrations and it feels so good. I moan, taking Dom’s cock deeper in my mouth, loving how his smooth flesh rides through my lips. He’s so damn hard and thick, but I go deeper, pulling my hair aside and sucking his big cock, ready to taste his cum on my tongue.
I feel myself clenching below as he holds my hips and eats my pussy like I’m his favorite fruit.
“Fuck,” I hear him groan. “Feels so fucking good.” His voice is beyond sexy. I can’t believe I’m doing this with him — taking it this far — but it only fuels me. I get to please Dom. I finally get to do something naughty with him — things I’ve wanted to happen for a very long time now.
I’ve dreamed about this, fantasized about it. I can’t be shy. I can’t waver. I deep-throat him as much as I can, playing with his balls like my best friend Julia told me to do.
She’s experienced and has told me a few things I should do that will drive a guy crazy, and she’s right, Dom groans way harder than I expect.
“Oh my goodness,” I whimper around his cock. My clit feels so swollen. All the blood in my body is rushing through me. I start to writhe above him but he holds me still, licking the same spot over, and over, and over again. “Holy shit!”
He sucks and slurps me, his beard still grazing my now damp skin, and just as I feel my body about to explode, he comes in my mouth.
I nearly gag around him, but I swallow it all, desperate for every single drop.
“Goddamn, babe,” he groans hard beneath me, and his breath on my skin makes me quiver. I lift up and turn around, looking him in the eyes. “You never told me you knew how to suck dick like that,” he laughs.
“You never asked.” I purposely sit on top of his semi-hard cock. He hauls me down so that my chest is flat on his, shifting his hips up to run the line of his cock through my slit.
“I want to fuck you so bad,” he whispers.
“Then do it.”
“One day.”
“You told me when I’m twenty-one. I turned twenty-one a month ago.”
“I know you did. I was waiting for the day.”
“So what happened?” I comb my fingers through his damp beard, getting rid of some of the moisture.
He looks away. “I don’t want to ruin yo
u, Naomi.”
I force his eyes back on mine. “You can’t ruin me. Not when I want you this much.”
“You aren’t even on birth control, are you?”
I sit up on top of him. “No. I had no reason to really get it. But if I get it, then you’ll give me what I want?”
“If you get birth control, I’ll make your first time fucking amazing, babe.” He flashes a crooked smile and I return it.
“You swear? And no excuses later about me being too young or about my dad. This is my choice and he doesn’t have to know.”
“I know it’s your choice. I respect that . . . but I also have to respect him. Imagine how he’d feel if he found out.”
“He would be upset at first—”
“He would never speak to me again, Naomi.”
“He won’t find out,” I say on his lips. “I promise.”
He cups the back of my neck, sliding his tongue through my lips. “Get protection, and not a fucking condom because I want to feel your pussy raw. Get it, and I’ll give you what you want.” He spanks my ass with his other hand and I yelp, giggling.
“Promise?”
“Promise, babe.”
Chapter Two
Dominic
I’m usually spending Sunday afternoons alone with Hannah, just the two of us, but lately Naomi has been coming around more and more.
I have to admit I don’t mind it. I could use the company, and she takes good care of my baby girl.
On top of all that, she’s a sexy little thing who plays innocent all too well.
I would kill to fuck her. Knowing she’s a virgin just makes it harder to hold back, especially when she comes around in those short skirts and dresses — and don’t get me started on the time she showed up dressed only in a bathing suit top and boy-shorts to swim in my pool.
I want her tight pussy wrapped around me every time I see her, and I know she wants to feel my cock deep inside her. I can’t wait to break her in.
Hannah is teething, giving me hell as she hollers at the top of her lungs, but Naomi steps in and scoops her up, rocking her as she walks to the kitchen. I can see her from my seat as she rubs some teething ointment on Hannah’s gums.
Within five minutes, Hannah is quiet. I sigh when the noise settles, rubbing a hand over my face.
Naomi disappears for a while but then she’s back, standing in front of me. Without speaking, she lowers to her knees and grabs the waistband of my basketball shorts.
“What are you doing, Naomi?” My words are bullshit. I lift my hips, watching as she pulls the shorts and my boxers down to my ankles.
“You’ll see.” She squats between my legs, looking so sexy down there, hovering over my cock. There is a basketball game on right now, one I really want to watch, but fuck, I’d rather watch her.
When my cock is out, she lowers her face, circling her tongue around my thick tip. “Fuck,” I sigh.
“Hannah has given you a hard time today, huh?” she asks, gripping my cock. It looks so big in her small hand. Hell, I know my cock is too big for her petite body.
“She has.”
“Are you frustrated?”
“A little.” I breathe harder as she pumps the base of my cock.
“I’ll can fix that.”
I grip her blonde hair in my hand when she wraps her lips around me, making half my cock disappear. She looks up at me with bright hazel eyes, so fucking perfect, and my cock twitches in her palm.
“Damn, you look so good with my cock in your mouth, babe.”
Her head starts bobbing and she pushes up into a higher squat, deep-throating me, making my dick wetter by the second. She’s sucking like a pro. For an innocent little thing, she does it all too well.
I throw my head back, releasing her hair, letting her take the lead this time.
“Shit.” I moan when her tongue swirls around me. I look down, watching her play little tricks with her tongue. I swear it’s like fucking magic. Her other hand is rubbing circles between her legs, making herself wet.
Watching her like this has me so close to coming down her throat, my cock getting harder by the second. But before I know it, I feel cool air hit my cock and then she’s lying beside me.
Her legs are spread wide open, her finger in her mouth, barely hiding her grin. “Take me, Mr. Thomas.”
Mr. Thomas. She knows that name turns me the fuck on.
“You know I can’t.” My cock aches so bad and she looks so damn sexy, showing off her pretty pink pussy.
She leans forward, grabbing my wrist and guiding my body between her legs. I don’t fight against it. I should — I really fucking should — but I can’t. It’s too tempting. She’s too fucking much.
The thick head of my cock presses on her entrance when she tilts her hips up, inviting me in.
“Naomi,” I groan, dropping my face into the crook of her neck. I clench my fists outside her head. “Fuck,” I groan when I feel the entrance of her pussy soaking my tip.
“Please,” she begs in my ear, her voice so sweet. So innocent.
“Shit,” I rasp, and I can’t fucking help myself. When she lifts her hips and leaves me no choice but to move forward, I slide into her slowly, carefully. My body is rigid, but the stroke in, inch by inch, is smooth because she’s so fucking wet for me.
She lets out a sharp gasp, and I feel the stretch my cock gives when I’m deep inside her virgin pussy. She gasps again, her fingernails digging into my skin.
“Shit, Naomi. You’re not even protected and I’m hurting you.” I dig my elbows into the leather sofa, ready to pull out of her.
“It’s okay,” she breathes, holding onto my waist, lifting her hips higher so I can’t get away. Fuck, she feels so good — wrapped up so tight. I need to stop. Shit. “I want you so bad, Dom.” Her voice is heavy but soft. She slowly starts to rotate her hips and then shifts up and down, locking her legs around me and making sure my cock is deep inside her.
“Damn it,” I groan, trying to fight it. Trying to resist.
“Just fuck me, Dom,” she begs. “I’ve wanted this for so long. Don’t stop.”
“I don’t wanna hurt you.”
“You’re not hurting me. I swear.”
Damn, I can’t fight it anymore and she knows I can’t. I can tell by the spark in her eyes, how they hold mine. She’s got me right where she fucking wants me. Fuck my morals and fuck that basketball game. Fuck everything I know about her. I’ve got a virgin’s pussy wrapped around my cock and I need to fucking own it.
I give her what she wants, drawing back and then thrusting hard and deep into her pussy. She delivers a soft, beautiful cry when I’m in deep, her fingernails sinking into my skin, like it’s painful at first — but soon she lets up, moaning her pleasure in my ear.
“Fuck, your pussy is so tight. I need to break you in,” I groan, squeezing her ass, fucking her like I’ve wanted to for the past few years. I look into her eyes. “You want me to come in your innocent little pussy, don’t you?”
She bobs her head, like it’s the only thing she’s ever wanted. What the fuck is she doing to me? I know I can’t get her pregnant, but she’s so fucking snug, dripping wet for me.
I can’t get my best friend’s daughter pregnant. He’d really fucking kill me then.
I have to pull out.
I have to pull out.
Doesn’t matter how good it feels.
I have to pull the fuck out.
She holds my face in her hands, bringing her soft lips up to mine. She grinds her hips beneath me, hungry for more, her body begging me to go deeper. I hold onto her tighter, stroking into her snug, little pussy like my life depends on it. I’m surprised I haven’t come yet.
“You feel so big inside me, Dom,” she sighs on my lips. “It feels amazing. Keep fucking me. Please?”
God, she sounds so harmless. So perfect.
Her words are my fucking undoing. I stroke harder, making her scream my name. She’s getting wetter and wetter for me, her pu
ssy making sticky-wet noises that turn me the fuck on.
My body tenses up and I suck hard on her neck, unable to control myself or hold off anymore. It’s been months since I’ve fucked anyone. With her being so wet and so tight, all I want to do is blow this load.
“Fuck, I’m about to come.”
I jerk back, ready to pull out, but she locks her legs around me, forcing me back down and keeping me glued between them. That act alone should infuriate me, but it doesn’t. It turns me on even more, and I can’t fucking help myself — I come hard, groaning loudly as I finish, thrust for thrust.
“Christ, Naomi.”
I’ve just filled her pussy with my seed, and for some reason, I don’t feel bad about it.
Fuck.
She sighs with pleasure beneath me, her legs still hooked around my waist. She works her hips in circles, still hungry for more.
I stare into her eyes. “You shouldn’t have done that, Naomi,” I pant.
“I couldn’t help it.” She gives me a sweet smile.
“Next time,” I lower down between her legs, forcing her dress up, “you should listen.” My mouth seals on her still eager pussy and she gasps hard, not expecting it, her fingers threading through my hair.
I don’t give a fuck if she’s a virgin. She’s not anymore. I want to taste the damage I’ve done, so I eat her until I feel her legs trembling around my head.
To finish her off, I suck on her clit — her trigger point — and I don’t let up until I see her eyes rolling to the back of her head.
Her body dies down after a few seconds and I sit up, slouching back on the couch.
“Wow,” she breathes, staring up at the ceiling with a smile. “That was good.”
Yeah, but damn.
What the fuck did I just do?
I haven’t come like that in a long time — not since Annie left. I haven’t fucked another woman since she walked out on me last fall. Until today.
“What happens if you end up pregnant?” I ask, hoping she’s really thought this through. I forget that she’s still so young — only twenty-one. She has her whole life ahead of her, yet she’s hooked on me, a thirty-six year old man with a child.
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