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Book 3: chapter 7
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In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 3: chapter 8
MandyI set my bags down in a room upstairs, the twin bed a wrought-iron frame with a cozy, rustic quilt thrown on top. How many times had I stayed in this room? There was my rag doll in the corner, plus some pictures of me fishing and swimming in the hole by the creek. And whaddya know, but there was a more picture of me with Mr. Parker on the desk, grinning as we posed together on a jet ski, me with a gap-toothed smile, clutching the big man tight around the middle.Because he was gorgeous then, and he was gorgeous now. Rob hasn’t aged in the decade since the pic was taken except a couple more creases around his eyes, some flecks of silver at the temples. And little did I know that the jet ski pic would be one of the last times I’d be so close to him, pressed up against that big male body without a care in the world, smiling sunnily for the camera.So I sighed again. Shit, what was wrong with me? These thoughts were so illicit, I was eighteen to his forty-five, what the hell would h
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“Ouch!” I screamed, leaping up, brushing something away with my hand. I didn’t see what it was, but the bite hurt, it absolutely killed and a lump was already forming, hot and swollen. “Ouch, what was that?”Rob leapt up as well.“Let me see,” he rumbled authoritatively, spinning me around. “It could have been a tick, a spider, a bee, shit, we’re in the wilderness, we should have put repellant on, it’s my fault.”And by now tears were filling my eyes, stinging hotly.“It really hurts,” I panted, leaning forward so that I stood on one leg only, my injured thigh crooked backwards, hands braced on the picnic table. “It really, really hurts.”And Rob took one look at me, the pained expression, the awkward posture and made an executive decision. He swept me up in his strong arms and strode inside to the living area, plopping down on the couch with my curvy form in his arms.Normally I would have been ecstatic, breathing hard, heart pumping with excitement, confusion and anticipation. But t
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I panted slightly, trying not to squirm. Oh god, it felt so good, those big fingers teased my skin, so sensuous, gentle, and knowing, and I only wanted more. Without meaning to, my ass shivered a bit, thighs parting unconsciously as I lay face forward on his lap. “It does feel good, Daddy,” I confirmed in a small voice. “But it might feel better if you kissed it for me, if you made it go away with a kiss.” And Rob’s deep chuckle sounded out from above me. “You are a bad girl, you know that?” he rumbled knowingly, his fingers never stopping. “But of course, Daddy will kiss it for you, Daddy’s happy to do what his little girl wants.” And with that, the big man lowered his head until I could feel the hot gust of his breath against the backs of my thighs, against the sweet vee of my pussy. My cunt immediately gushed, an aroma surrounding the big man, causing him to chuckle, totally aware of my arousal. “Of course Daddy will kiss it for you,” he rumbled again before dipping his mo
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“Oh god Daddy,” I mewled, my hands going back to cup my ass cheeks, to pull apart the flesh to show him my sweet slit, baring it all. “Please fuck me, fuck me.”But despite the iron hard shaft beneath my belly, Rob resisted. Instead, he merely chuckled deep in his chest.“Sure baby girl, I’ll fuck you with my mouth this first time, how’d you like that?” he growled, and not waiting for an answer, he made his tongue into a spear, hard and pointy, and pulled my pussy lips apart to get in deep once again. Oh shit, it felt so good, feeling his appendage worm its way up my vaginal passage, tasting me, pushing up against my internal walls, warm, wet, hot, so slick, and so dirty. But just when I thought I would pass out from the delicious sensations, suddenly Rob stopped. What the? Why was he stopping right when we got to the best part? I jolted awake, eyes flying open.“What is it?” I huffed, craning my head to try and look at him. “Why’d you stop?” I mewled, hips wriggling. “I need it!”And
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And Rob went at me non-stop. He burrowed further up my twat, licking my hymen, pushing his tongue against the soft tissue that was all his, the proof of my virginity. He drank my hot gushes, letting each swallow of white run down his throat, my ambrosia so sweet and delectable while fingering my bud, driving me higher and higher.“Unnnh!” I cried again, and this time, it was too much. I was a virgin and the naughtiness pushed me over the edge, senses on fire. For better or worse, I completely lost it and passed out, it was so good, so hot, so amazing, that my vision went white and then black. I literally lost myself, collapsing into a limp heap in his lap, everything still except for a few remaining quivers of my pussy, a few aftershocks that couldn’t be stopped.It was the most amazing experience of my life, the most incredible, life-transforming series of sensations, and when I came to, I was cuddled in the big man’s arms, safe against the broad chest.“Mmm?” I murmured, sleepy and
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But those words were haunting me now, because shit, how times have changed. With her new body, it wasn’t about having a kid like Mandy anymore. It was about having Mandy herself now. I wanted that sweet ass to squeeze, those huge breasts pressed against my chest, the little girl gasping and wriggling as I pushed in deep. I wanted it all. Not a kid like Mandy, but Mandy the girl, the woman, all to myself.So against my better judgment, I accepted Linda and Ray’s invitation for a weekend at their summer home, fully aware that Mandy would be there too. It’s been over a year since I’ve seen her, and yeah, I’ll be in close quarters with the tantalizing teen for two nights, but that’s the thing. It’s only two nights. I can damn well handle myself, keeping a leash on it. Sure, she was sex walking around on two legs, but shit, I’d take a sedative if I had to, knock myself out if it came to that. So yeah, I’ll manage. Even if it comes down to pills and wanking off in the shower three times a d
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RobShit, Mandy’s dirty. Sure, I instigated it. I hauled her over my lap and sucked her thigh, kissed the crease between her leg and ass. But shit, the aroma of her pussy was so strong, so heavy in the air that I practically burst right there. I don’t know if the brunette knew, but her panties were soaked through, and the minute I whipped off her shorts, I practically exploded seeing that huge wet spot at the crotch, the trickle of juice edging down her thigh, she wanted it so bad. Yeah, my baby’s dirty, and I fuckin’ love it.Because everything about Mandy is horny and wet. Those big boobies, the way they bounce, tempting me, her nipples drawn like magnets to my mouth, glistening with saliva. That sweet, sweet snatch, with its smell, the bloom of ripe female, cunt ready and dripping. Shit, the constant scent of hungry pussy drives me nuts, makes me fucking wacko.And Mandy’s no shy pansy. After I licked her hymen, she turned to me and whispered, “What’s next Daddy? Teach me.” I groan
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“We’re gonna go slow,” I rumbled, our eye contact electric. “This first time you’re just gonna suck Daddy’s dick while we figure out the birth control thing, okay honey? You’re gonna learn to drink Daddy’s cum.”And I thought Mandy would be into it, that she’d attack my cock with gusto, that we’d be move straight away into nastiness. But instead, the brunette sat back on her heels and shook her head slowly, small chin resolute.“No Mr. Parker,” she whispered. “I don’t want to use anything, not with you. I want to feel you deep inside me, nothing but you.”And I practically jizzed again. What the fuck was going on? I’d come so close to wetting myself multiple times during my session with her, it was a new world record. Shit, I’d ejaculated in my car, messing up the white leather with semen, Mandy drove me to such extremes. And now she was saying no condom? No nothing? I seized her eyes, my blue ones blazing.“Honey, do you understand what you’re saying?” I ground out. “You’re eighteen.
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LAYLAIf I hadn’t felt Blake’s eyes on me like leeches, I would have been impressed by the event. The ballroom was beautifully appointed with gilt and crystal chandeliers, plush velvet settees, and a dance floor that gleamed under the biggest chandelier of all, the one suspended just in front of the stage by swooping, glittering ligatures. A string quartet was playing a mix of classical and pop.I wanted to just dance with Aiden and forget why we were here, but that wasn’t an option. It seemed that just standing beside him, taking on the brunt of the shop talk together, wasn’t even an option. Somehow, he always ended up embedded in conversation with someone else. And increasingly, I ended up in conversation with Blake.And only Blake.“Let’s dance,” he urged.I laughed awkwardly, stalling for time. The first time he asked, I’d made the excuse that no one else was dancing. That had changed though. Seven or eight couples were moving across the floor in time to Sia’s “Chandelier.” “I don
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AIDENIwatched Layla get ready, even though she kept making faces at me in the mirror and telling me to go watch TV or something. I couldn’t help it. She was always beautiful, but as she did her hair and makeup and slid into the dress that fit her like a second skin, she transformed into something ethereally sexy.“Ethereally sexy,” she repeated with a laugh when I told her so. “I don’t think those two words were meant to go together.”“Lots of things aren’tsupposedto go together.” I wrapped my arms around her. “But sometimes they work anyway, right?”Her smile softened. “Right.”I wanted to tell her then that I’d heard everything she said earlier–about coming back at Christmas, about telling her family. I hadn’t said anything because the prospect of telling Jack twisted my guts out of shape, but we were on the same page. More and more, being unable to tell the world that I was in love with Layla Davis felt worse than what I imagined Jack’s reaction would be.“I love you,” I murmured
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LAYLAI woke up in the night, the nausea working its way up from my toes to my throat. Not wanting to wake Aiden, I transferred my weight from the mattress to the floor in painfully slow increments, then tiptoed to the bathroom. The cool marble tiles felt delicious as I sank down onto them, like they were pulling whatever this was out of my body through my pores. And then the nausea regrouped and surged its way up from my abdomen to my throat.Half an hour later, when it had finally subsided, I splashed water on my face and made my way back to bed. I could tell by Aiden’s deep, even breathing that he hadn’t been disturbed by my exit from our bed. I was glad, but I was also disappointed. My heart was beating triple time, and I wanted to slide up against him and feel his strong arm curl around me.Are you sure he’s as serious as you are?I squeezed my eyes shut tightly and willed Liv to get out of my head. In just a few hours, it would be morning, and I had the perfect day planned for u
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AIDENThe hotel room was probably nice. I’m not sure. I barely glanced at it as the porter who had carried our bags up tried to give us the ten-cent tour.“The coffee machine is over here,” he said, and seemed to be about to demonstrate how it worked.“Got it.” I pressed a twenty-dollar bill in his hand. Not so much a tip as a firm suggestion to leave. He took me up on it.“What if I wanted to know how the coffee machine worked?” Layla teased, tilting her head and putting a finger to her mouth.“If you want coffee, I’ll figure it out.” I walked toward her.Her smile widened behind her finger. “I don’t want coffee.”Normally, I liked to take my time with Layla, but over four hours in the car, so close but unable to really touch her, made me impatient. I walked her backward until she came up against the dressing table, then lowered my mouth to hers. As always, our connection ignited like wildfire, a fusion of emotions and desire that had been building for weeks. Our lips met, and time s
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AIDENI had to tell Jack. I could tell the secrecy was beginning to gnaw at Layla. She was right–there was a point when it had been fun. Clandestine. Now I just wanted to be able to take her out to dinner on our side of town without fear of who we might run into. I wanted to think about our future together without the threat of Jack’s reaction overshadowing it.The problem was, I didn’t know how. The other problem was, the person I normally would have asked for advice was Jack himself. Maureen was my back up, but I couldn’t go to her either. So that was why I found myself telling Carl, my mentee, about it.I don’t know how it came up. It sure as hell wasn’t like he asked,hey man, how’s your love life?Strangely, Carl listened. When I was done, he said, “That’s a real fucking pickle, rich man. What are you going to do about it?” His voice was its usual mixture of disdain and sarcasm, but I sensed that he was genuinely interested.“Hell if I know,” I muttered. I was already regretting t
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“I bet she would have planned great vacations for you,” I said quietly. I set down my glass of wine and reached over to squeeze his hand. He didn’t let mine go though, when I went to pull back. Instead, he rose in his seat and tugged me up, too. We kissed across the small bistro table. A warm, heady kiss that was sweeter than the dessert.After we sat back down, I rearranged my napkin in my lap and said in my own carefully casual way, “Maybe one day I can plan a vacation for all three of us.”Aiden shot me a grin. He looked almost normal again, though the fire was still simmering in his eyes. “Maybe,” he agreed. “I guess you two should meet before we fly off to the Bahamas together.”“It’s only fair,” I agreed. “I mean, you do knowmyparents.” I held my breath until Aiden laughed. We were getting better, but the subject of my parentage was still loaded. “I do want you to meet my mom,” he said, sliding his credit card into the bill holder and pushing the last of the dessert closer to me
