Daddy's Bestfriend (My Dad's Bestfriend Secret Baby Romance)

by J. L. Beck

  “Fucking Christ.” I growled under my breath taking in her sleeping form. She looked so fragile, so fucking perfect in lying in my bed with her soft brown hair in a mess on my pillow.

  My steps flauntered. I should turn around and march my ass back down the hall and crash on the couch, it would be the gentlemanly thing to do.

  I weighed my options, my eyes roaming over her soft features. The blanket, my blanket was pulled up over her waist and I noticed then that she was wearing one of my t-shirts. Though, I suppose there was a chance her dad could've given her a t-shirt or two?

  I bit my bottom lip, my fingers working at the button of my jeans without thought. What was I doing? Was I going to fuck her?

  No. I shook my head, feeling the walls I had put up crumble. I would sleep, physically sleep with her. I would enjoy her warmth and scent, and tomorrow I would make my choice.

  If she still wanted me, then we would cross that bridge. But tonight, tonight I was too drunk to care if I was giving in to what we both wanted. I crawled into bed with nothing but my boxers on. I laid down and turned onto my side to face her, smelling her hair that was merely centimeters away from me. I held myself back from wrapping my arms around her and pulling her sleeping body into me, to keep her warm and safe.

  The very thing she needed protecting from was me though.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  BRIDGET

  I woke in the middle of night, feeling a warm breath upon the back of my neck. I turned slowly to face Reid, smelling the strong scent of whiskey and sin that he’d been soaked in and it turned me on.

  Just a touch.

  I reached my hand over to his cock, gently placing my fingers and palm against his shaft. It wasn’t even hard, and it was hanging low, long and thick. My center began to ache and my thoughts drifted to the other night when Reid fingered my tight hole for the first time. The need to be touched like that grew in my bones.

  Slipping my other hand down my lacy pink panties, I dipped a single finger into my wetness and I pressed onto my clit like Reid had done, and it sent tingles throughout my body. Moving my finger over and over against my clit, a small moan escaped my throat.

  Reid stirred a little in his sleep and the thought of him waking up and catching me as I touched myself for the first time, made the pressure in my body that needed released rise and rise to the brink. I added another finger to play with myself and dipped it into my tight hole, giving the come here motion just as he had done.

  My hips shifted causing my fingers to go deeper. I took my other hand away from his length and began playing with my clit as I fucked myself with my own hand, flicking against the bundle of nerves. I let out a loud moan this time. Reid’s eyes bolted open, and he grabbed me roughly, pulling me against him.

  Reid’s rough hands and firm grip sent electricity through my core. His hand slid up the shirt of his that I was wearing, he grabbed my breast and pinched my nipple twisting it in his fingertips firmly, but gently at the same time. My center was drenched for him and I wanted him to fill me. I wanted him to take away everything that I could never get back, no matter what.

  “I told you, I’m not going to fuck you. So why do you insist on taunting me, kitten?” Reid growled as he got over top of me, his nose pressing gently against mine. I could smell the whiskey on his breath, and I wanted to taste, I wanted to taste him. Craning my neck I puckered my lips in an attempt to kiss him, but he quickly backed away, leaving me hanging as I desperately craved his lips against mine.

  “Because I want you.” I was breathless, and aside from a smidge of fear, completely consumed with need. I wanted the man before me. I wanted him with all of my being. I needed his thick cock to stretch me and fill me for the first time.

  “You don’t know what you want, you barely know how to care for yourself.” I could see the walls coming back up. His eyes were bloodshot, and I wondered what all he had done last night? Did he not want me because he was with someone else? Or was he still denying me because of my father?

  “I might not know everything there is to know about life, but I’m not afraid to grab what I want. I’m not afraid to try.” I was angry, hurt, frustrated, and the sexual tension was seeping out of me. All I wanted was one taste.

  “I’m trying too hard…” He fisted the sheets, his eyes pleading with me. “I’m trying to be the better person. I’m trying to give you a chance to find someone better. I’m begging you to stop… Just…” I couldn’t handle his words anymore. I had to stop them. Pushing up from the bed, I invaded his space, pressing my lips to his before he could object.

  Emotions swirled deep inside me as his lips melted against mine, his hands came up to grip my arms as if he was going to push me away.

  But he didn’t. He gripped me, possessed me, held me in place while his teeth nipped at my bottom lip begging for entrance into my mouth. I let him in, he slid his tongue into my mouth and swirled it around mine. The heated exchange had us both moaning between kisses, we couldn’t get enough of one another. There was instant magnetic pull as soon as our lips touched. I could feel his erect length between my legs and my pussy ached for it to be deep inside of me. Reid pulled away, both of us breathing heavily.

  “No. This has to stop.” Reid stammered, catching his breath. He looked as if he was barely restraining himself.

  “But, I don't want to stop.” I pushed my lower bottom out and shot him puppy dog eyes, hoping that’d reel him in, in a more playful sexy manner than how serious he seemed to make this. His eyes narrowed in on mine and he furrowed his brows.

  “Goddamn it, Bridget. No! This has got to end right now. This can’t happen.” He scolded, a darkness twinkling in his eyes.

  “Why the hell not? I’m a grown ass woman and I want you to fuck me, so do it. You know you want to. My daddy won’t find out, I promise.” I purred while ripping the shirt I was wearing off and over my head. I watched with bated breath as he swallowed.

  I was now lying before him with only my panties on, one single scrap of fabric separating us.

  “This is more than just about what you want. You don't think it's killing me not to take you? I'm trying to be a better man here.” He was visibly shaken his eyes roaming over my almost naked body.

  “Don't be.” I ordered, making another grab for him. This time he cut me off, his body pressing mine into the mattress, his weight searing through me.

  “If I do this there won't be any going back. It's just sex. That's it. It's just sex….” His voice was just above a whisper and it seemed like he said the last part more to himself than to me.

  I gulped down the fear and nodded yes before the words finally escaped my mouth, “Got it. Just sex.”

  The tension seeped out of him, making the air thick. His muscles flexed as he eyed me up, “I haven't been with a woman in a long time so I'm not sure you've picked the right man to experience your first time with.” I nibbled on my bottom lip, watching as his eyes glazed over while I pulled my panties down over my hips.

  If he was too scared and too consumed with need to make the first move, then I would do it.

  “I don't care how you take me, so long as you do.” I was blunt, having dreamt about this moment for the last year when Reid stopped coming around.

  “You sure about that, kitten?” He rubbed his hardened length through his boxers, my eyes going wide as I took his length and girth in.

  His fingers were amazing, so I couldn’t even begin to imagine what he would do to me with that python. I couldn’t wait any longer and I didn't have the patience to respond to his question, I needed him right now. I needed him a year ago.

  I sat up and my hands fumbled around the waistband of his boxers as I tried to tug them off of him. He gripped my hands and finished tugging them the rest of the way off of his body, his long hard cock standing straight in my direction.

  Reid kicked his boxers off from around his ankles, then towered over the top of me. With both of his arms next to either side of my head, he did a push-up motion an
d planted his lips upon mine, rough with passion. Butterflies erupted in the pit of my stomach and my center ached for him more than ever before.

  He slipped a finger between my lips, swirling my arousal against his finger before smearing it against the head of his cock. The gesture was erotic and had me hypnotized it place.

  “You ready for this, kitten? To feel every single inch of me inside of you?”

  “I think you already know the answer to that…” I was being brave, even if my heart was beating furiously against my rib cage. He smirked, and I felt him press the head of his cock to the opening of my tight virgin hole.

  Would it hurt? Would he hold me afterward?

  “Last chance, kitten. I'm giving you an out. A chance to stop me because once I'm inside you, once I've claimed you, there won't be any stopping me.” The tone of his voice was animalistic, sending shivers down my spine. He wanted me and I wanted him.

  “Take me,” I ordered. The look in his eyes said he made his choice even though he didn’t make a move to do just that, yet.

  Then as if something inside of him snapped, he pushed inside me, his cock piercing through the soft tissue of my pussy. I slick with need, but the burn of him taking me still seared through my middle, making any pleasure I may feel non-existent.

  “It’s going to hurt like a bitch, kitten. You’re so tight and I’ve got a huge ass cock, there just isn’t anything I can do…” He hissed through his clenched teeth, his forehead resting against mine, his eyes never wavered.

  I could feel tears pricking from my eyes as the air rushed into my lungs, every inch of his cock impaling me slowly.

  “You okay?” Concern filled his voice as his lips, ghosted against mine. I nodded my head up and down, my eyes drifting to where we connected.

  “It only burns a little now.” I gathered up the nerve to speak, unsure if my voice would show the fear or pain I was feeling.

  Reid grinned, and my heart fluttered back to life, “Good. That means you’re adjusting well kitten, you feel how full you're, how tight of a fit we are for each other.” His dirty words made my pussy throb, and I clenched myself around his thickness.

  He had claimed my pussy now, taking my virginity just as I dreamed he always would. The tension in his muscles grew as he slowly worked in and out of me until I was panting beneath him, my insides turned to mush.

  “Reid.” I cried out, his gentle, but long strokes, rubbing me from the inside out. I was burning up with need for more, something rougher, deeper, something raw.

  “Shhh, kitten, I’m barely holding on and your moans are close to sending me over the edge.” My cheeks flushed, and I melted as he brought his thumb down on my sensitive clit. He worked the tight bundle of nerves slowly, building the pleasure inside me until it was too much to take. My legs shook and my eyes fluttered closed. I gripped onto the sheets, holding on for dear life as Reid upped his pace, his thrust coming harder and faster as I clenched around him.

  “I can’t….” I moaned, my back bowing off the mattress. The pleasure was so great, my pussy throbbed as he brought me to new heights.

  “Just a few more strokes, kitten.” He nibbled on my earlobe, his heavy breaths sending me over the edge all over again. I tumbled through the abyss, a warmth settling into my bones. I expected it to be good, but never this good.

  I opened my eyes, wanting to see Reid fall apart. His hips thrusted upwards hitting the back of my channel, and his fingers bit into my flesh, holding me in place while he plowed into me, again and again.

  He was relentless and I wouldn’t have wanted to have him any other way.

  “Oh, fuck…” He growled, his eyes darkening as he unloaded inside me, ropes of warm semen filling my cunt.

  I had never felt the emotions I was feeling right now before, but I wanted to feel them again and again, but only with Reid.

  Silence settled between us and our pants of pleasure filled the air. We were both spent, the line that Reid had refused to cross was obliterated. We hadn’t just crossed the line, we destroyed it and I had no regrets about it either.

  “Are you okay?” Reid broke the silence.

  “I’m fine.” I smiled, feeling more at peace than I ever had been before.

  “Good. I didn’t want to hurt you.” He murmured, placing his lips against my sweaty forehead. The smell of sex and whiskey filtered into my nostrils.

  “Why did you leave?” I questioned, wincing as he pulled out of me. His eyes went straight to mine as he got up from the bed and went into the a-joining bathroom.

  “I had to stop myself from doing something I thought would be a major regret.” I couldn’t help but feel angry at his comment. I hoped like hell he didn’t regret what had just taken place between us.

  He appeared seconds later with a washcloth in hand. “And I’m sure you’re wondering if I regret taking you now, aren’t you?” He smirked, and that dazzling smile made all of my insecurities fade away. Very gently he wiped at my sex, the warmth of the washcloth sent goosebumps across my skin.

  “I don’t want you to regret this or me.” I pouted. If my father found out about Reid and me, he would ban us from seeing each other, even if I was a big girl who could take care of myself.

  Reid shook his head, discarding the washcloth onto the floor. “I thought I would regret taking you. I thought I would regret touching you and even kissing you but the truth is….”

  He wrapped me up in his arms, pulling me into his chest. I could hear the steady beat of his heart beneath my ear. “I don’t regret a damn thing. If anything, I regret not giving myself to you sooner.” I sighed into his body, melting away the thoughts that could take this moment away from us, all while letting the fact that I had agreed to nothing more than sex with him enter my mind.

  “I’m sorry for pushing you.” I announced. I had pushed him to do this, so if there was any downfall from what happened it would land on my shoulders.

  “Shhh, kitten.” He placed his finger onto my lips before he continued, “I wanted this as much as you did, and I’m a grown man. If your daddy has a problem with what we did, then I’ll let him know that he can take it up with me.” His nose burrowed into my hair, making it harder for me to speak. My eyes drifted closed, and I settled into the mattress, feeling more at ease than I ever had before.

  With Reid’s warm arms around me, nothing could go wrong. Nothing.

  CHAPTER SIX

  REID

  The pounding in my head woke me up, squinting my eyes from the sunlight pouring in through the window in my bedroom, I force them fully opened to see that Bridget was lying asleep in my arms.

  Oh, fuck. Reality hit me quickly as I remembered what I’d done just a few hours ago with her. I took her virginity. I claimed her virgin cunt. I know I made it clear to her that this wasn’t going to be anything more than meaningless sex, but after I’d had her… really had her….there was no way in hell I could deal with just that.

  I needed this damn girl. A feeling I haven’t felt for many years crept its way into my gut and I shivered from the physical chill it gave me. It was a rush. I wanted to fuck her again. I wanted to hear her scream my name while her tight hole clenched around my cock, and next time I wanted to smack her perfect plump ass while I sunk balls deep into her.

  Reaching my hand up to her silky brown hair, I ran my fingers through it, gently combing out the small rats in her combination of sex hair and bed head. Bridget shifted and stirred, turning to face me. She opened her eyes, deep and dark, and I instantly fell speechless and numb as I was mesmerized by her natural beauty.

  Frozen in time, never wanting to let go of this moment.

  “Well hello there, handsome.” Bridget yawned a sleepy smile pulling at her lips. My heart lurched at the second her lips pulled into that smile.

  “Good morning, kitten.” I said as I ran my thumb down her cheek and across her jawline, her silky skin causing my cock to twitch.

  “What are we doing today?” She asked while rubbing the sleep from her
eyes.

  We? What are we doing today?

  I took that as my cue to toss the blankets off of me and get out of bed. She sat up quickly with a look of concern washing over her face.

  “I have to get some work done. There’s a pool close by, though. You can go hang out there.” I stretched my arms and walked toward the bathroom, hearing soft footsteps quickly behind me.

  “You’re acting weird now, why?” Bridget held the bathroom door open so I couldn’t shut it.

  “I’m not acting weird. Just have a lot to do today. This is just sex, remember? We don’t need to be hanging out and doing other shit together.” I regretted the harshness almost immediately, but I had to protect her from myself. I don’t want her to fall for me, she can’t. This can’t be anything more than sex. I know I told her that, but I needed to start telling myself that as well before all hell would break loose at the end of the summer.

  Bridget crossed her arms over her chest and ran away from the bathroom door, and out of my room. I knew she'd was about to cry and I hated that I did that to her, but I had to. I shut the bathroom door and walked over to the toilet, pulling my cock out from my boxers to take a leak.

  I fucked up. I needed to apologize, and it was going to kill me not to.

  Shuffling over to the shower, I slid the door open and pulled the knob to the left, turning to hot. I stood there, waiting for it to warm up, and heard a creak as the bathroom door began to slowly open. Bridget peeked her head around the door and her eyes widened as she soaked in my naked body. Her little pink tongue slid across her top and bottom lip, my cock peaked as I imagined her running that tongue from my balls to the head of my cock. My balls tightened, aching to release inside of her throat.

  “Come on, kitten.” I turned slightly to face her directly and gripped my hard cock.

  “Oh, so that’s what we’re doing today?” She winked at me as she slid her bottom lip between her teeth. She removed my t-shirt from her body that she had put back on last night after we’d had sex.

  “No, kitten. It’s what you’re going to do.” She strutted her beautiful naked body over to me and I wove my hand into her soft brown hair, gripping it and tugging gently, to see if she’d like getting her hair pulled on during sex or while I was fucking her face.