Naughty but Nice: A Best Friend's Dad Christmas Romance

by Rye Hart

  “He knows it’s our private time.” I pulled her closer and kissed her, leaning a bit more forward for her these days to avoid the bump. I lifted her up, and she wrapped her arms around me as I carried her to the bed.

  I placed her down atop the soft cotton sheets, and she grabbed my arms pulling me to her mouth. “I’m so horny, Reed. I think it’s getting worse the bigger I get.”

  “It’s the pressure. It’s hitting all the right places lately.” She nodded as she took my hand and placed it on the slick mound between her legs. I rubbed her with a firm pressure that had her mouth falling open in ecstasy.

  “Yes, don’t stop. Right there.” I wasn’t even on her clit, but the downward pressure was hitting its intended target. Her knees pinched together tight, and I belted a laugh.

  “You are worked up.” I slipped my hand between her legs and let my fingers part her folds, gathering the juices. “You’re so fucking wet too, Bella. I’m going to taste that honey.” I slipped down between her legs and dragged my tongue across the tender spot. Then I dipped lower, deeper, lapping at her wet pussy, the sweet taste of her desire making my mouth water for more.

  She sat up and reached for my pants and tugged them down and when my cock sprang free, she gripped it tight. Then her warm, wet mouth closed around my head as she jerked me from my base till her chin got in the way. The long strokes had my balls aching, and I gripped her hair and worked her head on me, pulling her deeper and deeper with each thrust. She’d gotten her deep-throating down pat, and she took it past her tonsils and held it there. She pulled off as her eyes watered and my hands massaged her sensitive tits.

  My fingers tweaked her nipples, which were both trickling milk like sap from a tap, and I pulled my cock free and knelt down to bring her full breasts to my mouth as I slipped my fingers deep into her channel.

  She threw her head back and moaned as I circled them with my tongue. “Did you know you’re leaking?” Her eyes widened, and she looked down, her cheeks flared red at the sight of her dripping nipples.

  “They must have just started that. I’d hoped it wouldn’t happen until later.” She crossed her arms over her front. “I’m sorry.”

  “Don’t be.” I pulled her hand away and closed my mouth over her tight bud and licked it clean. I didn’t pull, I wasn’t going to do that unless she wanted.

  “Suck me,” she said. Her voice was just a whisper, but she cradled my head in her arms, and I sucked, pulling a nice hot taste of her. It was rich and smooth, and she turned, pulling me off of one tit and offering me the other. “Please, Reed.” My hand worked her pussy steady as I pulled another taste into my mouth. She writhed as the orgasm overtook her, and she bucked her hips, fucking my fingers. Her pussy gripped them, and I couldn’t wait any longer.

  I stood up and lay her back, her big belly and breasts made her look as gorgeous as a goddess and I parted her knees and readied my cock at her entrance. But then I lifted her hips, and she moaned out as I nudged my tip into her.

  “It’s so intense that I feel like I’m going to come apart.” I pushed deeper, knowing now that I wasn’t going to hurt her. I rocked my hips, fucking her steadily until she cried out with pleasure and tears rolled from her eyes.

  “Bella, am I hurting you?” I stopped pounding and slowed my pace which was sweet torture, but she shook her head.

  “Please don’t stop!” She rolled her hips against me like a hungry whore, and I rubbed her breasts, spreading her milk and then rubbing it across her belly and down to her soft mound. I used it for lubricant as I rubbed her tight little bud and ground my cock in deeper.

  “Faster, Reed. Please.”

  I loved the way she begged, but I couldn’t deprive her for long, so I sped my pace, her belly and tits rocking so hard that they slapped against each other softly.

  “On your knees, Bella.” I pulled my cock free and turned her over onto all fours. Her sweet little ass tilted to accommodate me, and she glanced over her shoulder as I pushed into her soaking wet hole.

  “Yes, I’m going to come, I’m so close.” She moaned and slipped her hand down to rub her clit as I thrust and my balls slapped against it. Soon, she put the hand down to brace herself as she shuddered through her release. Her pussy tightened and milked my cock, and it felt so good that I felt my release right on the edge. I pulled back and turned her over.

  “I want to suck it,” she said with a seductive tone as she licked her lips.

  I put her on her knees and gripped her tits and pressed them together. “I want to fuck these while you do.” She nodded, and I pressed her tits around my cock, stroking through them nice and slow while she sucked my head. Her skin was like silk, and her mouth was so sexy, I was ready to come.

  “I’m close, baby. You want it?”

  Her eyes widened, and she nodded as my balls tightened. Then she took me to her throat as the first splash of cum hit her tongue. She gulped, letting her throat do a little milking on my head, and then she slipped it out of her mouth and ran her lips against the side of it, down the length to my balls. She worshiped it, rubbing it on her face as the last shots of cum hit her cheek. She ran her fingers through to gather it and licked then clean.

  Her breasts had leaked a bit more, and it was on my hands, so I lifted her up and led her into the bathroom with me. “Looks we’re both going to have to clean up now.”

  “Only if you promise me round two in the shower.”

  I turned on the water and looked at her, her sassy little smile bright and her face flushed and panting from our sex, and I knew there was no reason to wait another minute to ask her what had been on the back of my mind since the day she’d taken me back.

  I loved her. There was no question, and the things we’d shared, they were so intimate that I wanted to make her mine. Forever.

  She stopped and touched my face. “Reed? Are you okay?”

  “Marry me, Bella. Before the baby comes, please. Marry me?” We had discussed the subject of marriage only once, and that was to agree that it wasn’t something we wanted to rush into, so I wasn’t sure if she was going to agree.

  It was the longest minute of my life. She seemed to search my eyes so long, and the expression on her face was unreadable, the tears could have meant anything as they pooled in her eyes and fell to her cheeks.

  “Yes. If you’re sure, that’s what you want?”

  “I love you. That’s all the reason I need.”

  She fell against me, and our mouths met, sealing the deal. She pulled away and covered her mouth. “Oh, Reed, we’ll have so much to do for the wedding before the baby comes. But I want to do it as soon as possible.” She seemed worried like we might not get it done.

  “Relax. Get Kayla to help you, and spare no expense.”

  “I was thinking Vegas, but I won’t be able to travel in another month.”

  “Then we’ll go as soon as you’re ready.”

  “You mean it? Tomorrow?” She was so excited that she was practically jumping up and down and making me terribly nervous.

  “Tonight, if you want.” I pulled her close and kissed her. “We have the whole world at our feet.”

  “And funny enough, you’re all I need.” The words meant so much to me, and I knew that I’d chosen the right girl for me. We’d been through so much, but I knew we’d have forever.

  “So what do you think you want to do with all your money?” I asked her when we were tucked into bed.

  “Hmmm, I’ve been thinking that I might want to blow at least half of it on some killer shoes. Maybe some Jimmy Choo’s?” she giggled.

  I knew that wasn’t her style, but I loved to hear her laugh so I entertained it. “Well then I’m calling Jimmy right now and telling him to get his ass to Phoenix.” I said and she laughed some more.

  After a moment, I grew serious though. “Seriously though, you can do whatever you want with it. I meant it when I said it was yours.”

  She looked at me and a smile spread across her face. “I don’t need it Reed
, I have you and Jr. That’s enough for me.”

  I knew that I was the luckiest man in the world; luckier than I deserved to be.

  “I have a surprise for you,” I told her, reaching into the drawer of the night stand and pulling out some legal papers. I handed them to her and watched her face as she read them.

  “Are these real?” she asked, tears springing to her eyes.

  “They’re real,” I assured her.

  I had purchased a gallery just for Bella to showcase her work and set aside a hefty sum of money for scholarships for local kids to be able to attend art schoo, and I’d put it all in her name.

  “No one besides my mother has ever believed in me like this,” she said, wiping at her tears.

  “Well, I do. I love you, Bella.”

  And just like that, all was right in my world.

  The End

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  Rye Hart. Own Your Naughty.

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  Forbidden Touch: Sneak Peak

  CHAPTER ONE - CALEB

  “Let’s see who can snag the first hot piece of tail tonight.” Jason said with a sly grin, as he handed me a cigarette.

  “Don’t’ worry. I’m in a charitable mood. I’ll send the first one that comes my way your direction. You can thank me later.” I said as I grabbed the cigarette and proceeded to light it up.

  Tyler chuckled and shook his head. He was in his early forties, married with two kids so he relished in being the amused spectator, while Jason and I chased women. The two of us, on the other hand, were bachelors in our late twenties and self-admitted horn dogs.

  We were walking towards our favorite hangout, McConnel’s Pub, ready for a much needed drink - or five. The pub was right around the corner from the fire station and the perfect post-shift hangout. Over the years, the three of us generally ran the same shifts and we grew close. I guess facing life threatening conditions together made it that way.

  Working around the clock with a twelve-hour rotation for five days hit me hard, but not hard enough to stop me from my usual indulgences: booze and mind-blowing sex. Tonight, my body was yearning for the later at a whole new level. I felt the pressure rising in my pants as I walked into the pub like a predator seeking his prey. Down boy.

  When I was on the job, nothing else mattered, and that was what made me such a damn good fire fighter. But the second my rotations ended, my body was eager for a much-needed release. I was a creature of habit.

  We stepped inside McConnel’s and moved toward the bar. I ordered my usual shot of bourbon and slid onto the nearest stool. Jason was already making his way to a blond sitting in a booth in the corner of the room. The poor man wasn’t the brightest tool; it was evident that she was waiting on a date. The fact that the blond was sitting in the corner so focused on her phone gave it away. No girl coming to a bar to get laid would sit away from traffic and be so preoccupied with sending someone else texts.

  Not wasting any time, I scanned the room slowly. A sexy little brunette was leaning against the back wall, a martini in her hand, and a hungry look in her eyes. She was hot, but looked desperate with too much makeup and an outfit that didn’t leave enough to the imagination.

  I kept searching until a leggy red head walked through the door and claimed my attention. She was gorgeous in a slutty way, wearing a tight little number that highlighted her tits and ass. She was on the prowl, but classy enough.

  I watched her approach the bar, her head held high, and her long red curls cascading down her back.

  “I’ll catch you later.” I said as I eye fucked the red head. Tyler gave a knowing nod and proceeded to focus on the football game playing on the TV.

  With an easy gait, I walked over to her and put my arm on the bar in front of her. She glanced at me as if she was already bored.

  Fuck, my interest was piqued.

  The bartender slid a fire-engine red drink to her. She reached toward her purse, but I grabbed her hand to stop her. Her eyes met mine, and I shook my head, already slipping a twenty to the bartender.

  “Thank you,” she said, inclining her head toward me.

  Without a word, I raised my glass. She clinked her own against it and then took a small sip. I mimicked her, never once dropping her gaze.

  “So,” she said. “Name?”

  “Caleb. Yours?”

  “I’m Trish.”

  “Anything else, Caleb?” the bartender asked. I shook my head. “Heading back to the station?”

  “Not until tomorrow,” I said. “Finally got a night off.”

  “The station?” Trish asked, her eyes full of interest now. I should have known all I had to do was drop the fireman bomb, and she’d melt in my hands.

  “Fire station,” I said.

  “Well, well…,” Trish said, grinning and taking a step toward me.

  “Well?” I asked.

  She stepped forward once more. “I’ve always wanted to see the inside of a fire station. You can say it’s on my bucket list,” she said softly, her lips barely an inch from mine. “Could you give me a personal tour?”

  My cock twitched at her words. She leaned back to search my eyes. It was too easy. One mention of my job and this girl was practically falling on my dick. Usually, I liked a challenge but I had a long day so this would do. I set my now empty glass down and nodded toward the door. She downed her drink, giggled with excitement, and followed me outside.

  We didn’t speak as we walked to the station. There wasn’t anything left to say. I wanted someone to screw, she wanted to fulfill a fantasy. It was a win-win.

  I led her through the back door toward my sleeping quarters. The bunks were still empty, and I could hear voices coming from the common area. Everyone still on-call was hanging out, wasting time until a call came in. Lucky for me, I didn’t have to worry about anything tonight. The only thing that needed my focus was Trish’s tits and her sure-to-be-glorious pussy.

  She looked around the bunk area, a sultry smile on her face. When she turned back to face me, she slid her dress to the floor in one smooth motion. She was naked beneath it, and the sight of her bare skin propelled me forward.

  “Let’s get started with that personal tour. We can start with my cock,” I growled and threw her backward on my bunk.

  She giggled while I stripped naked. I made sure she had a good view of my full triceps and abs, which I earned from weight training at the station. She licked her lips as I lowered my boxers to let out my cock which stood in salute in front of her naked body. I climbed on top of her. We kissed hard and fast, it was wet and sloppy, sexy in a desperate sort of way. I bit her bottom lip and moved my lips down to her perky tits. I took her nipple in my mouth, and she cried out with pleasure, louder than I expected.

  I sl
ipped my fingers between her legs, slowly gliding between her folds. Fuck. She was already soaked and ready for me. I sat up and grabbed a condom from under my pillow. I tore it open and slid it down my dick in one motion.

  “Someone’s prepared,” Trish said, grinning.

  “Always.” I flipped her onto her stomach, and she moaned with anticipation, already lifting her hips for me.

  “Good girl. Next, I want you to show me how much you enjoy me pounding you into next week.”

  I shoved myself inside of her, making her gasp and cry out. I then proceeded to fuck her hard and fast. No need to waste time by leading into it. Pent-up release was my goal, and her pleasure was just an added perk. By the way she was screaming and clinging to the bedpost, she was experiencing plenty of it.

  “Oh yes!” she cried out. “Fuck me, Caleb. Fuck me!”

  I knew her cries of pleasure could be heard in the common area, but I didn’t care. I slammed my cock inside of her with force while waves of pleasure rolled through me. I was close to spilling my load inside her, and I didn’t want to hold myself back. I moved faster, selfishly seeking my own release.

  “Yes! Oh fuck, yes!”

  She came hard and fell against the mattress. I followed suit, grunting and slapping her ass while I shot forward. My legs trembled for a second before I pulled out of her and sat back.

  “That was incredible.” She giggled and rolled over. I took in the sight of her naked tits. Now that I was done with her, they did nothing for me.

  “I’m not surprised,” I said.

  She laughed as if I was joking.

  “Thanks for that.” She sat up and kissed me, then jumped out of bed and pulled on her dress. She was gone in seconds.

  ***

  “There he is!” Jason yelled. I ignored him and moved toward the coffee pot.

  “She still in there?” Tyler asked.

  “Who?” I poured myself a cup of coffee pretending not to know what he was talking about.