Dad's Best Friend: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance

by Mia Ford

  She was so fucking beautiful.

  “Caroline?” Her eyes opened as she looked at me in a daze. “Was that your first orgasm?” She told me that she masturbated and I’d tasted her before, so none of this made sense to me right now.

  “With anybody else, yes,” she told me as I felt it hit me, forcing my body over hers as I stared hungrily into her eyes. “I’ve made myself come multiple times for you.”

  “That night when I went into your room? You did before that, didn’t you?” I knew I recognized the look in her eyes that day and she smiled and nodded.

  “Every chance that I could get,” Caroline replied as I slipped a hand down between her thighs to stroke her again, making her moan softly.

  “How long have you thought about this?” I asked as I moved around to find out what she liked. I knew that her clit was needy, but I wanted to know everything about her sexuality.

  “Since I got older, I guess. I think the hormones set in and you were it for me,” Caroline told me as I hardened painfully.

  “You have never let another man touch you?” I demanded as she laughed bitterly and shook her head. “You’re a virgin.”

  “I have kissed other men. I tried to tell myself to take it further, but it never felt right. It was you, Perry. It was you, and now you’re here touching me this way.” I moved against her folds faster as she stared at me. “All I wanted was this.”

  “I am your fucking guardian, Car. They didn’t leave you in my care so this could happen…this is wrong,” I told her as I continued to stroke her, watching her eyes darken as animalistic desire filled me. Her legs were spread, and she rocked against me, looking like she might come again as I sucked in my breath.

  “I am an adult, and so are you. We can decide on this, Perry. Doesn’t it feel good?” She asked as she gripped the comforter and bit her lip.

  “The best,” I agreed as she let go, her lips parted with my name coming out of her throat.

  We had rested for a while before she dressed so we could take a closer look around the cottage. It was modern and would be perfect for nights when we wanted to cook, inside or out. The back deck had a top-of-the-line grill as well as room to relax and eat. The living room was ideal for watching a movie after a busy day and now, for other things.

  We left the subject alone as Caroline led me down the beach to the water, a beaming smile on her face as she stepped into the sand. “I love this.” She spun around happily, reminding me of when she was little and taking ballet classes. Caroline must have seen my face because she frowned and rushed over to me. “Are you all right?”

  Guilt washed over me as I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her, soft and slow. This wasn’t the time or the place. Hell, maybe it was since we were living a different life right now. All I knew is that I couldn’t keep my hands off her, smiling she tilted her head and slipped her tongue against mine with her hands around my neck.

  We went to dinner at the restaurant early, since we were hungry after the tiring day. It was more of a but time stopped here, and nothing mattered. Caroline wore a beautiful purple dress that flowed around her thighs and gave me just a hint of the cleavage that I hadn’t seen yet, though the idea made my mouth water. I just had on shorts and a button up shirt, and I watched her walk ahead of me a bit as something rushed through my veins. We were seated at a table in the corner with a great view of the beach that seemed to go on and on, and Caroline took it all in as I asked for two glasses of water.

  We got sandwiches with salads and talked about what we should do during our stay, though we hadn’t seen all that much yet to make any decisions. I just knew that the cottage was gorgeous and that I had a forbidden and beautiful woman staying in it with me.

  We walked the beach when we were finished, and Caroline laughed as the clear water swirled around her ankles. Everything made me feel like I was a million miles away from home and reality as I watched her walk through it with a peaceful smile on her face. I knew that my phone was going to be full of pictures by the time we returned to Colorado as I raised it and snapped one.

  “What are you doing?” She asked as she turned to gaze at me, forcing me to take another with the expansive ocean behind her.

  “You look great out here,” I told her as her laughter filled the air again. “They would love to see this.” Her parents were never far from my mind, particularly since all that happened earlier in the day.

  “They do. I have felt them since they were in the accident,” Caroline told me as she stopped and let me walk closer to her. “I don’t think they’d hate us for this.”

  “You’re their daughter, and I’m the older best friend. I am like a father to you,” I protested as she gazed into my eyes. “It’s like the plot of a bad book or movie, like that one that Drew Barrymore was in a few years back.”

  “She was a bitch in that movie. She had intentions of all of that,” Caroline told me as she smiled. “I am with you because I want you, not your money or any of that stuff. I appreciate that you’re so generous with me with everything that you have, but I am not doing any of this because of that. I also think that this might not have happened under different circumstances.” I stared at her in horror as she looked thoughtful for a moment. “I don’t mean that I am glad they died. I think about them all the time and miss them so much, but I learned from talking with my therapist that life happens. You can’t change that. Things happen, and it alters the future for all of us, and this might be that happening. This might have been meant to be somehow.”

  “There is a twenty-year difference between us,” I reminded her as she gazed over the water for a moment.

  “There is. I think that you are one of the best people to spend time with though and I have never thought too much about the age difference. I am drawn to older people a lot of the time.” Her eyes were intent on something, and I looked out to see some dolphins swimming several feet out.

  “Your father always said that you were an old soul,” I reminded her as she laughed and nodded. “Look, I don’t want to make you regret taking this any further with me. It might not be what you want in hindsight, Caroline.”

  “I have dreamed of you being the first man to make love to me…the only man. I could never regret that,” she said as she stepped closer to me. “I trust you, Perry.”

  I would never hurt Caroline. As much as I wanted to fuck her, I’d take it slow and make it the best experience I could for her. “Are you on any birth control?” I kissed her softly as she nodded against my lips. I was careful with every woman that I slept with and wore condoms religiously. I didn’t want to with her. We walked along the sand all afternoon until the sun went down, where we watched it standing in the water.

  The colors were beautiful, filling the sky with vibrant shades of pink and orange and a hint of purple on the edge of the horizon. I felt Caroline snuggle against me and wrapped my arm around her, feeling the emotions inside of her as she trembled. “You okay?”

  “It’s breathtaking,” she murmured as I nodded. Her mother was a damn good artist, and I think that the view reminded us both of her. I took her hand as the sun fell below the ocean and night started to settle around us. I led her back to the cottage and unlocked the door, eying the open windows in the back shrewdly. We turned on enough lights to make it around safely and opened the door to listen to the water as she dropped onto the couch, pulling me with her.

  Chapter Nine

  Caroline

  I pressed against Perry, finding his mouth with mine as he slipped his hand into my hair. I could sense that there was no possibility of taking this slow from the first kiss, and I was ready to give him everything that I had.

  He pressed me back against the plush yellow cushions, lifting my dress as I helped him remove it, blushing as I felt his eyes on me. I had a matching bra and panty set on, which was no different than any of the bathing suits I’d worn for him.

  Yet it was.

  Perry hovered over me after he took me in slowly with his eyes
, dark and intense. He kissed me hungrily, and I gave in to the heat as our mouths moved together, and his hands traced fire over my skin. It wasn’t long before he was unhooking my bra and kissing down my neck as he bared me to his eyes in the light from the dim lamp. “I don’t like you naked in here where anyone could see you.”

  “Pull the curtains closed,” I whispered before I got an idea and smiled. “We could go upstairs.”

  “Done,” he agreed as he pulled back and stood, reaching out his hand as he looked through the glass door. Perry offered me his hand and told me to head up, and he’d lock up down here, so I crept over to the stairs and made my way up the stairs as I felt the adrenaline rush through me. I was going to get my dream!! I slipped into the bedroom, taking on the ocean air and the sound of the waves that came through the open windows as I slipped off my underwear.

  I walked to the bed, turning on a lamp on the table beside it since this room was a lot higher than the rest of the cottage and we had nobody behind us. The windows were generous but limited anyone else seeing inside if we were in bed, making me like the design.

  I looked towards the door, seeing Perry standing there in only his loosened shorts. “I want to see you touch yourself,” he told me as he came and sat down in front of me, his gaze locked on mine.

  “Oh,” I murmured, feeling a little embarrassed since it was such an intimate experience for me. I leaned back against the pillows and looked up at Perry as he took in every inch of my body. “I feel scared.”

  “Don’t baby. It’s just me, and I’ll reign it in if you need me to. There’s just so many thoughts that I’ve had about you for the past couple of months…I don’t want to pressure you.” I could see a bit of disappointment on his face as I nibbled on my lip and shook my head.

  I spread my legs open as he dropped his eyes to stare at me. I knew that he could see all of me and I told myself not to be scared since this is what I wanted. I pressed my lips together and moved my hand down the familiar path of my stomach, feeling my pussy wet and ready for him. I let out a breath as I began to stroke myself slowly, locking my eyes on his face as he ran a hand through his hair. I played with my clit for a long time, his eyes watching every move as he brushed his hand against his groin. I thought back to all the times that I wished he was watching me, feeling the slickness of my thighs as I slipped a finger inside of myself.

  “Fuck, Caroline. This is all I’ve thought about since that day in your room,” Perry groaned as he slipped a hand under the material of his shorts.

  “I want to see you. Take them off,” I whimpered as I felt the familiar build up inside of my body. Perry stood and let the material fall to the floor, thick and hard in his hand as I stared in wide-eyed wonder at his cock. I slipped another finger inside, thumbing my clit as he knelt before me on the bed and slowly stroked himself. “I want you inside of me.”

  “Come for me. Come on your hand and feed it to me,” Perry told me in a hoarse voice as I moved deeper inside of my body. His eyes on me made me jerk and his hand moving up and down over himself sent me over the edge. I cried out, pushing back against the pillows as he dropped his hand and leaned forward to kiss my thighs as I kept coming. He took my hand when I was still, sucking the essence off my fingers as I opened my eyes to look curiously at him.

  “Did you do this at home when I was sleeping?” I whispered as he met my gaze with a carnal one of his own. “You’ve tasted me before.”

  “Yes, and I have never gotten that out of my memory,” Perry said as he took my hand and wrapped it around his cock. I had attempted that a time or two with other guys and I gripped him just a bit tighter as he moved closer. “Fucking beautiful.” He looked down to watch my movement as he thickened in my hand and licked his lips. “I want to feel you, Caroline. You’re on the pill?”

  “Yes. Bad periods,” I said, so desperate to feel him that I lied. I had never taken anything for birth control before since there was no need and I reasoned that there was no way that anything would happen with him just this time.

  “I’ll go slow,” he promised as he eased my hand away from him and moved between my legs, sucking a nipple into his mouth as he slipped a finger inside of me. It was thick, though not as much as his cock was and I rocked against him. “I could spend my life making you come. It’s the most gorgeous sight that I’ve ever seen.” I did come, moaning his name as he bit my nipple. Perry moved his hand out of me, placing himself at my entrance as desire burned in his gaze.

  He rested on one arm as he guided himself inside, slipping just a little bit in as he looked at my face. Perry kissed me as he eased himself in, stretching me open as I cried out against him. It was too much but felt so good, and he slipped his tongue against mine as he kept going. There was a hint of pain, just a pinch as I stilled and Perry pulled away to tell me it would be okay in just a moment. Perry apologized to me as he remained still and kissed my face, giving me the control to move when I was ready.

  The moment that the discomfort was gone, I rocked against him and took him deep. He was thick and I felt him everywhere, including every nerve ending in my body. “Perry, I…I need you,” I begged as he pulled back and drove himself into me again. It was everything that I’d ever wanted and yet it overwhelmed me as we moved together, the slapping of our skin and combined moans filling the room. “Harder. I want all of you.” Perry had paused before he started to move hard and fast, his eyes intent on me through every moment. “Yes! Oh, God. Don’t stop.” I felt him thicken as I covered him with my release, crying out his name. Perry jerked as heat filled me, making me feel as complete at this moment as I had in my entire life. I cried out with it, clawing at him with my short nails as I murmured dirty things to him.

  Perry kissed me as we settled down, slipping out of me and resting his body gently over mine. “Are you okay?” His voice was concerned and soft, and I slipped my arms into his hair and kissed him tenderly.

  “I’m perfect,” I promised him as our lips met softly. I was. All my long unreturned lust was wrapped in a ball of heat in my stomach as I felt the combination of us trickle between my thighs. Perry made his way to the bathroom, bringing out a washcloth and he knelt between my legs and looked closely. “What are you doing?” I asked as he smiled at me.

  “Cleaning you up, Caroline.” He wiped gently between my legs, and I shivered at the warm water. “You bled a little bit, but not bad at all.”

  “How many times have you done that?” Perry gave me a curious look, and I thought about how to ask the question properly. “I mean, how many virgins have you been with?”

  “A few. Not so much in the last several years, but there were a few in school.” He looked at me. “It was an inconvenience back then. I just wanted to rush through it, but with you…it was an honor. I’ll never forget that I was your first.”

  “Neither will I,” I assured him as I smiled gently. He glanced down at me and walked the cloth into the bathroom, coming back to sit beside me.

  We talked as we snuggled together, discussing what it was between us. I knew that he still felt bad, but I believed that my mother was giving me a message with the sunset since it looked exactly like one she’d painted for me before she died. When I told Perry that, he sighed and pulled me closer.

  I knew that I was in love with him.

  He told me that he wanted to be with me through the remainder of the vacation, not seeing how he could resist me now. There was a connection between us that we both felt, one that carried through the weeks as we spent days exploring paradise and the nights in bed. After the first time, I had no reservations about sex and Perry showed me a bit of a dominant side. We tried every position that I was aware of as well as ones I’d never seen or heard of. Perry took pleasure in teaching me how to give a blowjob at my request, telling me how to move as he gripped my hair. I learned what it was to swallow for a man that I loved and knew that I would never feel the same about anyone else.

  Every time, he was bare inside of me. I didn’t want it any othe
r way with Perry.

  There were long breakfasts in bed every morning, naked as we fed each other before we’d make love for the second time that day. There were dinners out, in the cottage as well as a special one on the beach where we ate fresh fish by candlelight. Perry took me all over the islands, where we snorkeled over the coral and the beautiful sea life. We went hiking through the trees to see the lush greenery and the animals as we lost ourselves in nature.

  I didn’t know if I preferred the days or the nights with him. Perry was attentive to me every moment that we were together, displaying our relationship when we were out. He wasn’t like the guys at school were with my friends, though, sloppy, and immature. Perry was all man that made me aware that he was always thinking of me. Every kiss hit me deep inside, making my body want him in little time. Every time he touched me, I felt like I was on fire, becoming more addicted to the way he treated my body by night.

  Perry introduced me to things like spanking and being restrained. I enjoyed both, feeling nothing but trust that allowed me to relax in his care. It turned me on that Perry liked a darker side of sex, and I wanted to please him in that way. I wanted him to stay mine when we went back to Colorado, but I knew that might not work out. Here, we were a couple on a romantic vacation that nobody knew anything about, but there he was my guardian no matter how old I was, at least in the eyes of some people. We would be judged harshly, and he would be called a pervert, while I would be the innocent girl that he took advantage of. I was ready to step up and admit that I wanted this more than Perry did, that I initiated it.

  I just didn’t know where he stood with things.

  Every night seemed to grow longer as we’d make love in the upper-level bedroom. It ranged from fast and rough to soft and sweet, but it was something that I could not get enough of. I craved Perry every single moment of the day and attacked him every night when we arrived back at the cottage, dragging him into my obsession with me. I loved to taste his skin, nipping at it as he groaned my name and tugged at my hair.