by J. L. Beck
“I mean, look at me.” She motioned to her belly. “I’m as big as a house and I’m cranky and some days I’m a wreck…” I had to stop her before she ran herself off a cliff with all the things she was saying.
“Shhhh.” I placed a finger against her full pink lips. “That’s the beauty of love, sweetheart. It's not about how a person looks on the outside it's about what they look like on the inside. It’s about their heart, and I know damn well how big of a heart you have. Plus, if it weren’t for me you wouldn’t be pregnant, so I’m half to blame for your swollen belly.” I couldn’t stop myself, I leaned in, stroking my lips against hers, letting her sweet taste linger against my lips.
This with her would never get old. The love I had for her would never expire. We had it all, even if we only had each other.
“Then yes, I will be your wife,” she whispered against my lips, making me the happiest man on Earth.
The End
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Chapter One
Nash
-Two Years Earlier
Saliva filled my mouth as I watched Carly, my best friend’s hardly legal daughter, strut her stuff past me out by the pool. I had shown up to their pool party thinking the little brat wouldn’t be here. Man, had I thought wrong.
Gripping onto the arm rests of my chair, I tried to reason with the man that she tempted at every turn.
You can’t have her.
I sucked in a deep breath of fresh oxygen before closing my eyes to regain some of my sanity. The girl had been teasing me for months. Wearing little to no clothing around me, and going as far as to rub her self against me in places I’m sure she hadn’t even explored yet.
She had virgin written all over her, and I’ll be damned if that alone didn’t make me want her more. The need to truly find out if she was as naïve as she appeared to be seemed to consume my thoughts.
Fuck! I shouldn’t be thinking about this, about her. I’d known Carly since the day she was born and no way could I lie and say I hadn’t been sucked into those big brown colored eyes of hers.
Still, looking at her now, that tiny little girl had all but disappeared. She had curves, and tits, and full lips that needed to be wrapped around my cock.
“Do you want a drink, Nash?” Kyle asked, pulling me from my very bad thoughts of his daughter before it could go anywhere.
“I’ll take a beer…” I rasped, my eyes being drawn back to Carly across the pool. She was sitting with a friend, listening to her friend gush about some mundane bullshit. Probably college or high school shit.
“Here you go, bud.” Kyle handed me the bottle of Bud Light, twisting the cap off for me. As if I was a pussy or some shit. It was getting harder and harder to be around Kyle when his daughter was just within arms reach.
“How’s things with Sarah going?” I asked, before tipping the bottle back and letting the beer coat my throat.
He shrugged, and then flipped the burgers he was cooking on the grill. I felt bad for the man, and not just because he was my friend. It was never easy to learn that your high school sweetheart was cheating on you with your own boss. Which is why I always fucked, and never stayed.
It was easier that way. Less mess. Less heartache.
“She’s not going to therapy anymore, and she isn’t even making an effort to see the kids. I think it’s starting to effect Carly.” I ground my teeth together. Fuck. The beautiful brunette was all I could think about as it was, now her father wanted to talk about her, with me no less.
I shook my head lightly, taking another swig from the bottle. I was going to need twenty more of these if I planned on talking about Carly anymore tonight.
“I’ve been your friend a long ass time Kyle so I’m going to say this as nicely as I can. She might be the mother of your children but she’s a raging bitch for teaching her kids it’s okay to cheat.” I blinked, having not realized what actually came out of my mouth.
Kyle just huffed out a laugh, adjusting his glasses. I loved the man like a brother, which only made the fact his daughter gave me a raging boner that much harder. If he ever discovered how I felt about her, hell if she ever discovered it, we would both we screwed.
“At least I still got you!” He slapped a hand on the back of my shoulder. Waves of guilt crashed into me. I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I needed a minute or two away from everyone to clear my head.
I slipped through the sliding glass doors and into the lavish condo. The place looked like it belonged in a fucking magazine. It was all bright and clean and way too fucking fancy for me.
My boots slammed loudly against the tile floor as I walked down the hall in the direction of the bathroom. I had just grabbed the doorknob to the restroom, when I heard the quiet pitter-patter of feet behind me. Feeling like a sick fucker deep down inside, I turned on my heels even though I shouldn’t.
“You aren’t leaving yet, are you?” She twirled a strand of her caramel brown colored hair around her finger while she stared at me with fuck me eyes. My cock stiffened, and my hands ached to touch her.
“No, Carly. I’m heading to the restroom and unless you’d like to hold my cock for me, or suck it, then you’re not needed here.” I forced a smile and turned back around, feeling confident I had scared her away. I didn’t want to be a dick to her, but I needed to protect both of us and being a dick was the easiest way to do it.
The fucking girl needed some sense knocked into her. I was hell on wheels, and the kind of guy that broke hearts like hers straight down the middle. I didn’t do commitments or anything along those lines. Not to mention the fact that I was nearly twenty years older than her, and her father was my best friend.
Fuck me. This couldn’t happen. But I wanted it to.
“Maybe I want to suck your cock, Nash.” Her hand landed against my arm, halting any further movement from me. I was face to face with her now, and I squeezed my eyes shut, praying like hell that when I opened them that I could resist her sweet touch.
“Sorry sweetheart, but a man like me knows when a woman like yourself is a virgin to everything including sucking dick, so unless you got something else to tell me, run along.” I popped my eyes open, hoping she would take the hint and walk away. Instead she moved in closer, her chest rubbing against mine. I could feel her hard nipples pebble against the fabric of her bathing suit top and the sensation shot straight through me.
“I want you though, and I know for certain you want me.” She nibbled on her bottom lip, tempting me and my steel hard cock. I inhaled through my nostrils, her scent nearly knocking me over.
Lavender.
The sweet floral scent filled my airways and took over my body. She smelt like a fucking freshly picked flower.
“No, Carly. I’m way to bad for a good girl like you. Now stop lusting after me and hell, better yet, stop teasing me.” I hissed out, letting a little bit of my control slip. Her hand was still resting against my forearm and I couldn’t lie and say I didn’t like the feeling of her body against mine. Not when I liked it a-fucking-lot.
“Carly, have you seen…” Kyle’s voice stung my ears, as I shrugged off Carly’s hand. She twirled around to face her Dad and I took that moment to slip into the bathroom. I heard Carly sigh and walk away from the bathroom, telling her dad something to hold him over for the time being.
I gripped the ends of my longish jet-black hair in frustration. I was a grown ass man lusting after a young woman that I had no business lusting after.
The fact that she had all but begged me to fuck her didn’t help. I had barely resisted her just now. What would happen next time?
I should just leave. This was all wrong. Me wanting her. Her wanting me. I was like an uncle to her. I shouldn’t be the man popping her cherry.
I drained the tank and washed my hands, staring at the man up that reflected back at me in the mirror. I had a tiny bit of stubble that marred my cheeks and chin. My dark eyes were vacant of any real emotion, and I look tired
as fuck.
I let out a ragged breath and hoped like hell that Carly had finally taken the warning and walked away. Relief flooded me as soon as I opened the door and didn’t see her. Thank fuck her father had shown up, then again I couldn’t imagine what the hell he thought we were doing in the hallway so close to each other.
“I can’t thank you enough, Nash. For being my friend and helping with the kids.” Kyle’s voice startled me, freezing me in place. I didn’t take another step. I just stood their shell-shocked. What could I say to him?
I shrugged, playing it cool, because honestly I didn’t know what to say.
“You’re practically family, man. No need to thank me.” I wasn’t lying, he was practically family. My family wasn’t very supportive of my life, and when I signed a ten-year contract with the Army, whatever support there had been had evaporated into thin air.
“Nope, thank you’s are definitely in order. Carly told me what you guys were talking about before you went into the bathroom. Let me just say that I’m glad to have someone like you protecting my daughter from anything bad in this world.” He came out from around the marble island and gave me a hug.
That bad, bad girl. A smirk pulled at my lips as my eyes glanced out the sliding glass doors and out to the pool where she was standing looking in at her father and I.
She might have had him fooled, and maybe even me for a short time, but not anymore. I knew exactly what it was that she wanted, and exactly what I would have to do to end this between us.
“I’ll always be here. No matter what.” I confessed, and let the words linger as we separated so that we could go back out into the heat. All I could see was Carly and all I could feel was her small hand against my skin.
I needed to leave. I needed to end this.
The hours ticked by, the sun finally started to set. It was beautiful, an array of reds, blues, and oranges painting the skyline.
“Don’t deny me.” Carly slipped into the seat next to me, her voice soft, so soft that I almost missed what she said.
“This can’t happen, Carly. Not now. Not ever.” I told her, watching the light flee from her eyes. I hated breaking her heart, but this was for the best. I had no other option but to leave because if I stayed I would grant her that one fucking wish she had: to be with me.
“I won’t tell.” She bit her bottom lip, white teeth sinking into the flesh that I myself desperately wanted to bite. I clenched my fist together, my cock growing hard once again because of this sweet girl who didn’t know what she was asking for.
“I will, though. Your dad thinks the world of me and I won’t tarnish that view. I won’t fuck with your life, baby girl.” I rasped wanting nothing but to take her back to her room, strip her bare, and fuck her like a crazed man.
Her eyes flicked to her father who was standing by her brother at the edge of the pool. He loved his fucking kids. They were his world, and I couldn’t do anything that would fuck that up.
“I want you though, and I don’t care if we can’t be together. It only has to be once.” She was desperate, and deserved more than someone like me taking from her whatever I wanted. I wouldn’t be that fucker even if I wanted to be so fucking badly.
“No. It’s not happening. I will tell you this, though. You’re beautiful and have an entire world before you. Don’t give your virginity to someone you think should have it. Be in love. Okay?” I whispered under my breath, getting up from the chair before I did something reckless like kiss her until neither of us could breathe.
“It’s still going to be you. Tomorrow. Next week. In two years. I’ll wait.” I shook my head, forcing the words she had spoken from my mind. I couldn’t think about any of that shit as I walked out of her life for the first time. I needed the distance. It’s the only thing that would keep her virginity intact and my face from being busted up.
“I’m heading out, Kyle.” I said gruffly, clearing my throat. Emotions swarmed me. Kyle waved at me as he pushed his son Tanner into the pool. I opened the sliding glass door and took in one last look of the brown-eyed beauty before closing the door.
It’s for the best.
She would survive, and find love somewhere else.
Chapter Two
Carly
-Present Day
My body lit up like a Christmas tree when my father told me Nash would be coming to my graduation party. It had been two years since I had last seen him, and my body reacted the same way it always did when I heard his name. My heart was pounding in my ears as I raced up our long ass driveway, the sun just coming up over the horizon.
I had made up my mind as I ran the two-mile trails around the house. I was bound and determined to keep him in my life this time. There was no way in hell that I was going to let him leave me behind again.
I opened the sliding glass door off the side of the house, a shriek erupting from my throat within seconds of crossing the threshold.
There, on the couch in the house my father had bought me, sat the one man that I loved more than life. I stared at him for a long moment, drinking in him like a cold glass of water.
“Do you know what I’ve done in the last two years?” He rasped, his voice all gravely. His back was still to me, and I wanted to see his face. God, I needed to see his face, just to make sure it was really him..
“How did you find this place?” The question left my lips before I could stop it. I wanted to know he came because he needed to see me, because he needed me as much as I needed him.
A gruff laugh left his lips, and I walked further into the room, until I was directly in front of him. I could feel drops of sweat sliding down my chest and onto my breast. My pussy clenched with desires I didn’t quite understand yet. I had held onto my virginity for him.
“I told your father I had a gift for you…” He lifted his head, his dark eyes meeting my gaze. I could see a storm of emotions brewing in him. I knew tempting him as badly as I had two years ago pushed him over the edge. It forced him to leave, but now he was back and I couldn’t think about the past with him right in front of me. He shoved from the couch faster than expected, forcing me to take a step back.
But before I could move even an inch he had me against his chest, his strong arms wrapped around me.
“You came back…” I didn’t know what else to say in that moment. His scent surrounded me, warming every single cell in my body. He smelt like the outdoors mixed with a hint of smoke, sultry and intoxicating.
I just wanted to reach up on my tiptoes and press my lips to his. I didn’t care if he was twenty years older than me. Or that he was my dad’s best friend. I just knew I wanted him.
“I tried to stop myself, Carly. I tried to move on and find someone else to be with, but I just couldn’t do it. I couldn’t forget you…” His eyes met mine, as his hand snaked up my arm, stopping at my cheek, where he cradled it ever so softly. His touch was gentle and warm, and God did I miss it.
“I don’t care if my father finds out about us. I don’t care that you’re older. I want you just as much now as I did then, if not more.” I confessed. Time hadn’t changed a damn thing between us. He still looked the same, and my feelings for him were still the same.
“I’ve denied myself for so long…” He leaned into my face, his forehead against mine, as his warm breath fanned against my cheek. My tongue darted out over my bottom lip, wetting it in anticipation. With little effort, I tipped my lips upwards and placed them gently against his. As soon as our lips touched, something snapped inside of him.
One minute we were standing, and the next I was wrapping my legs around his waist, allowing him to whisk me up and take me wherever it was he wanted.
The world could shatter into a million pieces around us and I wouldn’t let go of him. Nothing was going to stop this kiss, nothing.
He devoured my lips, my back slamming into a nearby wall. I could feel the pain of the hit radiate up my spine but Nash’s kisses soothed it all away. His teeth nibbled on my bottom lip, begging for me to le
t him inside, and when I did passion consumed me. My legs wobbled with every single stroke of his tongue against mine.
It was like he was telling me a story with nothing but his lips and tongue. Weaving a secret that only he and I would know. I wrapped both my arms around his neck and held on for dear life, refusing to let go of the man I loved and he did the same. I could feel every movement of his hands as if they were mapping out my entire face, and I wondered if he was doing it so that he could remember me just as I was right now later on.
“Please don’t leave again.” I whispered between kisses, begging him to stay. My breaths were coming out in pants. I had kissed a man before, but never like this. Never like Nash was kissing me. With so much experience and need. Fire filled my belly.
“Never.” He growled, kissing me harder. I could feel his lips imprinting on my soul and knew he wasn’t lying. The emotions in his eyes spiraled out of control, and just when things were starting to get good, he pulled away.
Both of us were left shaking and breathless, his hands rubbed up and down my arms as he waited for me to come back down to Earth.
“I want to fuck you, Carly. Take from you what you’ve taken from me all these years. Make you beg…” His lips pressed against my throbbing pulse. “Make you plead for more.” I sighed, literally sighed, against his chest feeling his entire body shake with laughter.
None of this was funny, and especially not the way he was making me feel right now. I wanted him to rip my clothes off my body, and take my virginity right now, not laugh at me.
“It’s not funny.” I whined. He laughed harder, moving his lips further down my throat and onto my chest. A flimsy sports bra was the only thing covering my chest and I wanted it gone.
A warmth like I never felt before pooled between my legs as he gently pushed one of the straps of my sports bra down, exposing one of my large breasts. I moaned deeply as soon as his he took my nipple into his mouth.
