by J. L. Beck
“I did. You don’t understand how deep my feelings for you run. I’m consumed by you. I eat, breathe, and sleep you now. I want to fuck you, and kiss you, and devour every single part of you. I don’t give a fuck about that asshole and if that makes you mad then fine, but you’re mine and I refuse to hide those feelings from anyone.”
I was just about to release her when the words fell from her lips. “Except my dad?” I ground my teeth together. How did she know I hadn’t told him yet?
“I went to tell him today, but couldn’t. Not with everything else already going on. I want to tell him on good terms, Carly. I want to be the man he wants you to have, even if I am his best friend and probably the last person you should be with.” I kissed her long and hard, my lips telling her everything my words couldn’t. I didn’t want her to think I was hiding us or that I was afraid of her father, because I wasn’t.
I was more afraid of hurting Kyle than I was of afraid of him because I knew the moment he found out about Carly and I, his entire life would crumble into a million pieces.
Carly wasn’t daddy’s little girl anymore, she was mine.
Chapter Four
Carly
“I want to hear you say it, baby girl.” Nash nipped at my earlobe, the pain of his teeth grazing against my skin adding to the waves of pleasure that were knocking into me. I had never felt so exposed, and at the mercy of a man before.
“Fuck!” I cursed, grinding against his hand harder. He was finger fucking me on the couch in my living room, his hands under my dress as I sat on his lap. Two digits pumped in and out of me furiously as I met each of his thrusts.
“You want me to suck on your tits?” He smirked, nipping at my already pebbled nipple through my dress. I could feel the bite of his teeth as he nipped at the little bud.
“Please.” I begged, finding my voice far easier this time. That was the thing about Nash. He was vocal and he wanted me to be vocal too, so if I wanted to cum I was going to need to tell him exactly where I wanted it and how badly I needed it.
“Please what, baby girl…” I could slap him silly for asking but I didn’t want him to stop, not when I was this close to cumming all over his hand.
“Finger fuck me harder!” I ordered, and as soon as the words came out of my mouth, he was owning my pussy, and branding me with a mark that only he could see. I was so close to falling apart that when he snuck his pinky into my asshole, I didn’t even notice.
The feeling of being completely full coursed through me, giving me the final push. My muscles locked up and my pussy clenched uncontrollably, squeezing the fuck out of his fingers. The small intrusion in my ass didn’t bother me, not when I wasn’t paying attention.
“God your pussy is so fucking tight, almost as tight as your asshole.” He growled, still trying to move both his fingers deep inside me. I loved his hard strokes, as much as I loved his soft strokes. Nash played me like a musical instrument, tuning me to the perfect cord.
“I can’t wait to feel you inside of me.” My cheeks warmed as I dished back a little dirty talk. Even if I was letting him finger bang me, I still had a shy side about some of these things.
“It’s going to happen a whole lot sooner than you think. I’m going to claim both your pussy and ass with my cock.” I whimpered when he pulled his fingers out of me my body missing the intrusion as soon as it was gone.
“I want your cock now.” I pouted. I had already waited two years, and I wasn’t sure that I could wait any longer. Nash gripped me by the chin, forcing my eyes to meet his. His grasp was firm but gentle.
“I haven’t been with a woman since I left you, the thought of trying to fuck someone else when my heart belonged to you made me fucking sick, so I know how it feels to want. I know how it feels to need something so badly it literally kills you.” I was wrapped up in his words, his scent swirling around me.
I was trapped in his snare and never wanted to escape. I knew my dad would be upset once he found out about Nash and I, and even more pissed that I had saved myself for him, but I was happy and that’s all that should matter, right?
“I’m sorry. I just want you.” I purred, my fingernails scraping against the fabric of his white t-shirt. My hormones were going crazy, and all I could think about was undressing this delicious man and exploring his body until the end of time.
“Don’t be sorry, darlin’…” He grabbed my hand, bringing it down to steel hard cock that was trying to break free of his jeans. “You feel that… how hard I am for you? How ready I am to take your virginity. I want you.” I needed this moment with him and I would take it.
I would never doubt his feelings for me. Moving off of him and onto the couch cushion next to him, I flicked the button on his jeans my eyes darting up to his.
“I want to taste you.” I licked my lips and his dark eyes lit up with excitement. I smirked as soon as I pulled the zipper down and he lifted his hips moving his jeans down over his cock, stopping once he was fully exposed.
“Holy shit what is that?” I wasn’t nearly as surprised by him wearing no underwear, as I was the fact that he had a piercing at the end of his cock.
“That, sweetheart, is the thing that will bring that sweet pussy of yours to the brink of destruction.” I would by lying if I said I wasn’t a little bit intimidated by the piercing. On the underside of his cock was a ball attached to a barbell that pierced through the head of his cock. I cringed thinking about the pain he must’ve felt when he got it done.
“Did it hurt?” I asked, not wanting to ruin the moment but needing to know out of pure curiosity. He watched me with lustful eyes for a second as I examined the piercing before answering me.
“It hurt like a motherfucker, but that’s just it. It happened and then it was done. I got it when I was younger, thinking it was cool. I still kind of think it’s cool, but more than that, I use it to pleasure any woman that gets lucky enough to see my goods.” He flashed me a boyish grin that made him look younger than he really was. I decided then to flip the tables.
I wasn’t sure how to give a blowjob, but I was going to try my hardest. Cupping him gently by the balls, I flicked my tongue against the cold metal. I could hear Nash’s breathing speed up, and my heart started to race. He was at my mercy. My touch was bringing him to his knees and I was going to enjoy every second of this.
Flicking my tongue over the sensitive head again, I looked up at him to make sure I was doing it right. After all, I did want him to experience some type of pleasure. He lifted his hand and slid it underneath my dress, moving across my ass, and stopping at the apex of my thighs.
“I’m at your mercy, sweet girl, so make best of the time you have. If you don’t, I might just flip you right over this couch and take you from behind.” He was so brash and I fucking loved it. Wrapping my entire mouth around his head, I sucked a small amount of him into my mouth. My tongue wiggled around the piercing for a few minutes. Nash was a good eight inches in length and I was certain I wasn’t going to be able to fit that much in my mouth all at once.
I moaned out in pleasure as he dug his fingers into my thigh, his touch almost bruising as he urged me on. Breathing through my nose, I swirled my tongue up and down his cock, and over the head and piercing a few more times, before encouraging myself to take another two inches of him. My eyes watered, and fear filled my belly because I didn’t know if I was doing it right, that is until Nash started to thrust ever so lightly into my mouth.
A wicked dirty glint showed in his eyes. “God I want to fuck that sweet mouth of yours so bad. I want to carry a bright red rim around my cock everyday from your lipstick-covered lips. It’ll be our little secret, so every time I take a leak I’ll know you were right there.” His words only made me want him more. My pussy was throbbing with need, as I gagged on his cock. Nash fisted his hand in my hair encouraging me to take more and I did because pleasing him and giving him his release was all that mattered to me.
“Oh fuck…” He whispered into my hair as I gently sli
d my teeth along the sides of his shaft. Within two minutes he was pulling out my mouth, and his release of warm semen sputtered across my tits.
I should’ve felt degraded, or maybe even a little hurt, but I didn’t, not in the least. The fact he came on my tits made me feel alive. It was an erotic gesture, and I wanted more of it.
Having never tasted cum, I slid my finger over a small amount and placed it in my mouth. Nash’s eyes lit up as he watched me such my finger into my mouth.
“You’re such a fucking naughty girl, and you claim to be a virgin. If I hadn’t finger fucked your pussy moments ago and felt how fucking tight you were, I wouldn’t believe it.” He shook his head, placing a kiss against my forehead. The salty taste of his release exploded against my tongue. It was unlike anything I had ever tasted before.
“Did I do good?” I asked shyly, my eyes darting to the floor. I knew he came but that didn’t mean it was good, or as good as I wanted it to be for him. I wanted it to be perfect for him, as perfect as he made my release for me.
“Carly…” The way he said my name was almost painful. “You’re perfect. Inexperience isn’t bad at all. You were awesome, fuck I came,+ that should show you how good it was for me.”
“I just wanted your release to be as perfect mine was.” I gave him a weak smile wondering for the first time ever if I was really good enough to tame Nash. He had an entire lifetime of experience and romance and I had nothing.
“Don’t second guess yourself baby girl.” He purred letting all the anxiety I was feeling melt away. He walked to the bathroom and got some tissue so he could wipe up the mess we had made, and then he wrapped me up in his arms and took me down the hall to my bedroom.
I was exhausted and so beyond ready to snuggle into his warm arms. I unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor, standing before him in nothing but my bra and panties.
“Fuck!” Nash ground out, shucking his jeans, and pulling off his t-shirt for the first time. My eyes went straight to his perfectly sculpted chest and abs. He had thick black lines of ink that I was pretty sure were tribal. The tattoo went from his shoulder down one side of his chest, and then down his arm in a full sleeve.
“Ditto. You never told me you had tattoos, or abs, or tattoos.” I was basically drooling and I wasn’t even sorry about it.
“Oh, get in bed. You have a long day tomorrow and I can’t have my baby girl tired. You need to be well rested.” I listened, even though I totally wanted to trace all the tattoo lines on his body.
“Someday I’m going to get a tattoo.” I announced, pulling the comforter up to my head, moving over so he could slide into the bed next to me. All I had was a queen, and given how large Nash was, I knew I was going to need to get a king soon.
I rolled over in his arms as he adjusted me against his chest, spooning me. Nothing could touch me when I was in Nash’s arms.
“I’m pretty sure I’m falling for you, baby girl, and I haven’t even claimed you yet.” His remark made me smile, and as soon as the lights in the bedroom were shut off and the only thing that could be heard was our shallow breathing, I responded.
“I’ve always belonged to you, Nash. Always.” I wiggled my ass into his groin and my smile grew bigger as I heard him groan into my ear.
“Fuck, Carly. You’re going to kill me with all this teasing.” He placed a hard kiss in my hair and wrapped an arm around me. I would never be done teasing him, never.
“Better get used to it because I’m going to make you pay for leaving me for the last two years.” I threatened.
“I look forward to it, baby girl. Now shhh.” And with that I slowly slipped into a deep sleep, feeling as close to Nash as I could possibly get.
Chapter Five
Nash
“I love you Nash, and I want to have a baby with you.” Carly’s sweet voice mesmerized me. She wanted a baby, with me? I couldn’t believe it. I never saw myself as parent material or a man that she would want to have a family with, but I loved her, and I would give her whatever she wanted.
“Come here then. Let me make love to you.” She climbed into my lap, and I peppered kisses all over her throat and chest. I was the luckiest man in the entire world, because I had Carly.
“Nash.” Carly’s sleepy voice entered my ears. I could hear the panic in her voice and shot straight up in the bed, my eyes meeting her brown ones. She looked worried, really worried.
“What’s wrong, baby?” I asked, reaching for her. She shook her head no, and placed a finger to her lips. What the fuck was going on?
“My dad is here.” She whispered, and everything started to make sense. I gripped the comforter that smelt just like Carly.
“Where do you want me to go?” I was ticked off. I had planned on making Carly breakfast in bed, and then eating my own breakfast, the one she kept warm between her legs.
“I’ll go out and distract him. You can go in the bathroom and pretend like you were just using the restroom. If he asks why you’re here we will just tell him you stopped by last night, and it was late and I told you that you couldn’t drive your motorcycle home that late.” She smiled at me, and I took the moment to capture her mouth with my own. Carly had no reason to lie to her father, none at all.
I should’ve been man enough to already have, told her daddy about us. Except I didn’t want to break his heart.
“You’re so fucking perfect, baby.” I nipped her lip softly with my teeth and she melted into me, her chest pressing against mine. She was wearing a long sleep shirt and a pair of shorts that were so short they could’ve been just underwear.
“We have to tell him though, and we have to do it soon.” Carly urged, pushing away, but just barely.
“Where is daddy’s little girl?” Kyle’s voice filtered into my ears, which meant he was close by.
“Just a minute, Dad.” Carly yelled back, her eyes meeting mine. I could tell she hated keeping this a secret but I just needed until tonight. Then I would do what I needed to do and tell him and no matter what he said I would remain with Carly.
“It’s too bad Daddy’s here, I was going to devour that sweet pussy of yours this morning…” I smirked, throwing the covers off my body, revealing my morning wood. Carly’s eyes looked me up and down stopping at my cock for more than just a glimpse.
“Like what you see, Daddy’s little girl?” I mocked her father, standing from the bed and invading her space. Carly bit her bottom lip, and I was close, so fucking close, to throwing her down on this bed and making good on my promise to possess her body in every single way possible.
“Nash.” She moaned my name so softly I almost missed it. Weaving my hand into her hair, I owned her mouth once again.. I wanted her to remember who it was that had just kissed her when she went out to talk to her daddy.
“I own you, baby girl, and I own this.” I slipped my other hand underneath her sleep shirt and cupped her pussy through her short shorts. She arched into my touch and spread her legs wider. I, of course, smirked knowing exactly what the sweet virgin needed.
“Later, darlin’, later. Now get out there before he comes in here and decides to investigate what’s taking so long.” I whispered in her ear, biting the sensitive flesh of her earlobe. She mewed like a cat in heat, and I released her, even though I didn’t want to.
She scurried from the bedroom with pink cheeks, and a soaking wet pussy, I’m sure. We were the perfect match of chaos and beauty. I was a bad boy in love with his best friend’s daughter. Carly was a young, naïve virgin, in love with a man that had the power to ruin her.
“Fuck us both.” I huffed under my breath, slipping my jeans and t-shirt on. I was beating myself up about all of this for no reason. Carly was nineteen and more than capable of making her own choices when it came to her love life. I gave her the chance to move on, and left for nearly two years.
Coming back wasn’t something I planned on doing, but I had to know if she had moved on. If the teasing she had done all those years ago was just a small insignifican
t crush. So I showed up, and as it turned out I was right. She had always wanted me and she was more than willing, she was waiting.
I held my head in my hands for a second, reminding myself that this was all worth it. Carly was special and I wasn’t going to just give her up. I would have to tell her dad about us tonight, because I planned on taking her virginity and I wouldn’t cross that line without him knowing that we were together.
Hearing their muffled words down the hall, I pulled open the bedroom door just enough so that I could listen to the conversation they were having and make sure that Kyle was nowhere near her bedroom.
“I have to tell you something, sweetheart. Your mom won’t be at your graduation tonight. She has some personal things going on.” I rolled my eyes at Kyle’s excuse. He was their father, and I’m not saying he should slam Sarah, but he should definitely let their kids know their mom was a selfish bitch.
I crept from the bedroom and into the bathroom quietly, not even letting the door creak as I shut it.
Daddy Dearest had fucked up my entire morning, not to mention ruined my epic dream about Carly wanting me to fuck a baby into her.
Did I want kids? Previously, no. Anything before Carly that had something to do with kids it was a no. I simply wanted to fuck, but she was different. I would give her everything. The ring. The baby. The house. I would give her all of it, and I would take good fucking care of her, too.
I exhaled a breath looking at the tiny little clock that Carly had sitting on the large vanity. It showed ten minutes past nine. Why the hell was Kyle here so early? Scrubbing a hand down my face, I knew I was going to have to leave this bathroom soon, and with that would come a million and one questions.
“Nash, where the fuck are ya, buddy?” Kyle’s loud footsteps bounced off the walls of the hall and I decided then that now was the perfect time to pop out. At least he sounded cheerful.
