Naughty but Nice: A Best Friend's Dad Christmas Romance

by Rye Hart

  She looked at the bed and the space beside me and lowered herself at the foot of my bed.

  “I don’t bite, Bella.”

  “Could have fooled me.” She kept her hand tight against her chest as she met my eyes with a challenging look.

  I couldn’t help but chuckle. “You’re brutally honest.”

  “Are you always like this or do you have something against Kayla and me showing up to ruin your rodeo plans with Rick?”

  That was an interesting question, and I wondered why she would think that Rick having guests would bother me.

  “It’s not the first time we’ve had guests for the rodeo, Bella. But I will say, it’s the first time any of them beat the shit out of my truck.”

  “About that,” she let her eyes trail down my body and back until she met my gaze again. “Would you reconsider the terms of the bargain?”

  I gave her a smoldering glare. “Are you backing out?”

  “Surely, you’re not going to blackmail me into sleeping with you?” She lifted her chin.

  “It’s always been your choice, Bella. I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do. You don’t by chance want to show me what you’re wearing under that blanket?”

  Her mouth popped open and just when I thought she would protest she dropped her hand and let the blanket fall away. Beneath it, she was wearing a soft yellow cotton camisole and the tiniest pair of cotton panties that barely covered her mound which appeared to be completely bare. I felt my dick twitch and had to suppress a groan.

  “Well now that you’ve shown me yours, should I show you mine?” I asked huskily.

  Her eyes flashed, and her cheeks reddened. “You’re impossible.”

  “No, I’m quite easy, Bella. All you have to do is say the word, and I’ll show you how easy I am.” She hadn’t come in here for no reason. Something told me that she was on the verge of reconsidering.

  “Fine, show me.” She lifted a shoulder and gave me a bored look until I pulled back the covers and revealed my throbbing erection. Her eyes widened, and she inadvertently licked her lips.

  The action made my balls ache, and I wanted her to lean over and give me that hot little mouth in more ways than one.

  I reached out, and she took my hand, allowing me to pull her closer to my side. Once she was seated next to me, I kissed her nice and slow. I had to know what she had under those little panties, so while I had her mouth, I decided to touch her. She’d angled her hips closer, and I rubbed my hand across the soft cotton and then slipped a finger beneath it. She stiffened but didn’t stop me. Instead she kept kissing me, her mouth moving gently with mine.

  I exhaled and then deepened the kiss slipping my fingers between her soft folds, and she was so slick for me I wanted to taste her. Instead, I kept my mouth working hers and slipped my finger into her channel, spreading the nectar I’d found there across her swollen clit.

  She hissed a breath and pulled away, her desire and emotions conflicting in her expression. “You’re not going to press charges against Kayla, are you? I mean, if I do this?”

  I pressed my finger deeper, hooking it upward in a come-hither motion which had her shivering.

  “Is that the only reason you’re doing this, Bella? Tell me it is, and I’ll forget the whole thing, and you can walk right out of here anytime you wish.” I stroked her pussy, the tender flesh as soft as rose petals, and she moaned and ground her hips. “Mhmm. Tell me you want this, Bella.” It was so much hotter that she’d come to me wanting it on her own terms.

  My cock was pounding with desire and the need to spread her little slit and bury myself good and deep inside her. I had never done anything without protection since my first time years ago, but knowing I wanted to bust my load deep inside her had me laying her back and slipping off her panties.

  She took the straps off her arms and let the tank stay around her middle, and I was okay with that as long as I could play with those hot tits of hers while I fucked her. They were perfect and just a little more than a handful. I rubbed my thumb across her nipples, and she spread her legs wide for me.

  “I didn’t think you’d actually come in here. I don’t have any protection,” I told her.

  Bella shook her head and bit her bottom lip. “I’m on the pill,” she said.

  “Fuck, Bella. Tell me you want me inside you.” I whispered the words as I hovered over her, my cock head aimed right for her center, nudging against it, persistent for permission. “Yes, I want you inside me, Reed.” Her voice was so breathy, and as soon as the words left her lips, I shoved my cock in, pushing in a few inches, before pausing to let her tight walls adjust to my size.

  She’d screamed out and in pleasure, and as soon as I was good and deep inside her, she kissed my mouth. I rolled over, and she straddled my hips, riding me nice and steady as she threw her head back and rubbed her tits pinching her nipples. I reached up and tugged one hard and pinched it until she whimpered, and then she ground her hips against me and lowered herself to my mouth. I took in one of her taut nipples and nibbled it between my teeth. The torture had her writhing, her pussy clenching on my cock.

  “It feels so good, Reed. Please, don’t stop.”

  That’s all I needed to hear, I rolled her onto her back, pushed her legs up over my shoulders, and drove into her repeatedly, knowing, now for certain, that she was the one.

  CHAPTER SEVEN - BELLA

  I had slipped my fingers deep into my pussy, thinking of him, twice the night before and neither time had I imagined I’d be in this position only hours later. Reed had me laid back and spread wide, pounding me relentlessly, and I was begging for more.

  Gavin hadn’t been this talented, nor had he cared so much about how I’d felt as long as he came. Reed had edged me for the past half hour and every time I was close, he’d pull back, let it build and pound me some more. “I’m so close,” I said, thinking he’d edge me again.

  “Come all over my cock, Bella. Soak me.”

  At his words, I exploded around him, my walls quivering and my juices pouring, soaking his cock and wetting his balls. I had never been so wet, not ever, but I had a feeling that Reed Harrington was full of surprises.

  “That’s right, fucking soak me good.” He thrust hard and then lifted me up off the bed against him, holding my ass cheeks as he moved me up and down on him.

  When I was finished, he put me down, his cock leaving me for a moment as he turned me around and grabbed my arms to stretch them out behind me. I climbed on the bed on my knees and tilted my ass up as an offering. Gavin had loved to take it, but Reed focused on my pussy, driving his cock back into my depths and fucking me so hard our bodies slapped together loudly.

  I felt my body tighten as another release rolled over me in waves, my core clenching and milking his thick erection.

  Reed let out a loud groan as his cock twitched deep inside me, his hot streams of cum filling me to the brim.

  When his body finally stopped spasming, Reed slipped out of me and collapsed on the bed, pulling me down next to him.

  “Wow,” I said, pushing my hands through my hair.

  Read let out a throaty laugh. “Yeah. Wow.”

  I rolled onto my side and curled against him, feeling his fluids rush out from between my legs and drip onto the expensive comforter underneath us.

  “We should probably be more careful next time so we don’t ruin your expensive sheets,” I said.

  Reed looked at me and a mischievous smile crossed his lips. “So, there will be a next time?” he asked.

  I wasn’t quite sure how to answer that. I certainly wanted there to be a next time. I wanted there to be many next times, but I didn’t want to sound like a tramp. Then again, I was the one who’d come in here and dropped by blanket. Thankfully, Reed seemed to read the struggle on my face and didn’t wait for an answer

  “I’m going to insist you stay in my bed the entire time. Don’t worry about the sheets.” He pulled me close and kissed my mouth as I rose up a
nd got to my feet. The remnants of his seed spilled down my thighs, and I made my way into the bathroom to wash up.

  Once I was out of his arms, I started to doubt everything What had I done? And more importantly, what was I going to do? Would I give him what he wanted and stay in his bed? My quenched and drenched pussy was telling me yes. I did have a wave of guilt wash over me because I’d only known Reed a few hours, but at the same time, something was telling me that I deserved this little bit of pleasure. It was time to do things for me, and to be on my own, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t enjoy the company of a man. I needed to stop overanalyzing every damn thing and just go with it. It wasn’t like Reed was asking me to marry him.

  “I hope you don’t mind me joining you,” he said from the doorway.

  “Not at all.” I turned on the water in the shower and stepped in behind the curtain. He came in with me, and soon I felt his cock pressing against my backside, hard and ready for more. In that second, all my doubts went right out the window. I tilted my ass upward as an offering, and he slipped himself between my legs, rubbing his length between my lips.

  His mouth found my shoulder and then my neck and soon he was kissing me down my back and then his fingers found my tender channel, already sore from his use. He cupped his hand and rinsed me before dropping to his knees and turning me to face him. His tongue found my channel and I stood weak-kneed, as he ate my pussy and fingered my tight hole.

  After making me come with his tongue, he took me again, pushing me straight up against the shower walls and fucking me hard. I’d convinced him not to finish inside me this time, and he’d obliged. His hot cum landed on my back, and I had the strong desire to taste him. I didn’t think I’d be able to keep my hands off him.

  We finished up in the shower and headed downstairs to the kitchen where Rick and Kayla were cooking breakfast.

  Rick smiled at Reed. “Hope you don’t mind. We ran your housekeeper out and decided to cook our own breakfast. We made enough for the two of you, figured you’d worked up an appetite.”

  By the way Kayla smiled at that and met my eyes, she’d either come looking for me, or they’d heard us. I sure hoped they hadn’t walked in on me like I had done them, and my face turned beet red hoping that they wouldn’t say they knew I’d seen them.

  Reed sat up at the bar as Kayla pushed a plate of eggs across the counter at him. “Thank you.”

  “Here’s the bacon, help yourself.” Kayla smiled sweetly at him, and I knew it was because she felt awful about the truck incident. When Reed took the plate and grabbed a few slices, she lowered her head in front of him. “I’m so sorry about my behavior last night, Reed. You’ve been more than hospitable, and, well, I was so nervous about meeting Rick that I drank way too much and ate way too little. I do hope you forgive me, and I will pay for the damages.”

  “I appreciate all that, but it’s not necessary. Rick’s my best friend, and I want him happy. If that means crazy women who beat the hell out of stranger’s trucks, then so be it.” His expression was cold and harsh, but I could see the hint of a smile at the corners of his lips.

  “He’s kidding,” said Rick. “And don’t let this little shack fool you,” he said, gesturing to the grandeur around us. “Aside from being heavily insured, my friend is filthy fucking rich. He could buy a new truck for every day of the week if he wanted.”

  Reed shook his head and let out a sigh. “Don’t give her any ideas.”

  I helped Kayla wash the dishes while Rick and Reed went outside for a minute alone. I had a feeling the two were discussing their sex stories and possibly comparing notes, which is exactly what Kayla and I did.

  “So, how was he?” She gave me a nudge and smiled as she washed the last of the plates.

  “He was incredibly sexy. I take it you had a good time too?” I wasn’t ever going to tell her that I’d seen the two of them having oral sex.

  “Yes, I’m in love, Bella. I wasn’t sure how things would click in person, but I knew that we had something special. It’s ten times that. He wants me to go to his house later and meet his family. He’s inherited his grandfather’s house, but his mother lives close by. I was thinking since things are going so well with you and Reed, that maybe you wouldn’t mind staying here with him a few nights alone, so that we can be a little more private.” She made a face, and then her cheeks reddened. “Rick thinks that someone walked in on us last night. He’s not sure who, though. But with the staff in and out-””

  I shook my head to stop her from talking any more. “I’m not opposed to it if you promise to call me if anything happens. I mean, that’s also assuming that Reed wants me here with you two gone. I mean, we were just messing around, Kayla. It’s not like we’re forming a relationship or something; it’s only a little harmless sex. He’s like stinking rich so he could have any woman he wants, and I’m sure he has.”

  She looked around the room and leaned in closer. “He’s worth millions alone and set to inherit over a billion from his father.” She glanced around again. “Rick told me. But don’t say anything.”

  My mouth hung open. “Billions?”

  “Oh yeah. And thanks, Bella. I’m glad you’re having fun and that you like Reed. You deserve a little fun. By the way, did you happen to look at your phone yet? You know if I go to Rick’s you’ll have to turn it on.”

  “Yeah, I know. But no, not yet. I’m not ready for him.”

  “Ready for who?” I turned around to see Reed standing in the door with a puzzled expression.

  I let out a breath. “My ex.”

  His expression grew hard, and then he pulled his keys out of his pocket. “You want to go for a ride?”

  CHAPTER EIGHT - REED

  I’d asked Bella on the ride with the full intention of getting to know her and letting her get to know me, but Rick had wanted me to talk to her about the inheritance issue. He felt that it was only right to be honest, but I was afraid that she’d leave and not want anything to do with me if she knew I’d come inside her, hoping to knock her up.

  “This is a beautiful place. You’re lucky to get to live here where there’s grass.” She gazed out the window smiling at the trees along the roadside.

  “You don’t have much, do you? I’ve heard most yards where you’re from have pebbles instead of grass.” I hadn’t been out that way since I was a child and I barely remembered it.

  “It’s true. It can be beautiful at times too, don’t get me wrong. But it’s nothing like this. And you’re house? Wow, it has to have a long history.”

  I had a feeling she had some fairytale in mind, but that wasn’t the way it had been. “It does. It used to be a plantation house. I’m afraid the history isn’t that pleasant.”

  “Oh, wow. I’d guess it wouldn’t be.” She held a hand to her heart, and her mouth turned down in a frown.

  “It’s okay. Any of that wicked history happened long before my family bought the place. My grandmother loved its southern charm, and my grandfather loved the price tag. They raised their family here until their deaths and my father took it over to raise me here.”

  “Sounds like you had a wonderful family and I bet it was fun growing up in that house.” She had the best intentions I was certain, but she had my family life all wrong.

  “Actually, my father was a tyrant, and my mother died when I was young.” She was quiet as I continued. “It wasn’t all bad, I mean, I had Rick. Met him in school and the two of us were thick as thieves. We both thought that we were going to be big rodeo stars, and even wanted to learn team roping, but my father discouraged it. Said it was a waste of time. We still learned a bit, and enjoy watching, so Rick’s grandfather used to bring us out to the rodeo every year.”

  “That’s sweet that you’ve been such good friend for so long.”

  I nodded. Rick was like my brother for sure. “He’s a good guy. Your friend is very lucky, and I hope she treats him right. I think he loves her.”

  “You talk like that’s rare, so I like the sound o
f that.” She paused a moment, and the silence stretched between us as she watched out the window as we pulled up beside the creek. “Where are we?”

  “You ever been to a creek before?” I studied her face as she shook her head. She was so beautiful; her eyes were lit with a certain curiosity and wonder like she was looking at the world for the first time. I was reminded of the man I used to be when I was younger and less jaded.

  “So, you mentioned your ex?” The idea of her being with someone else recently hadn’t set too well and not just because I was jealous. I hated thinking that if she were to get knocked up by me, that there might be some question as to whose it was. I didn’t want there to be any doubt.

  “Yeah, about him. I maybe should have told you that I’m fresh out of a long engagement. I was set to be married two months from now, but I called it off. Yesterday.”

  She’d called it off as she was leaving town? “Was it sudden?”

  “It was, and it wasn’t. Like I told you last night, I’m a photographer at heart, and it seemed like everything I put my heart into he’d criticize. I couldn’t take it anymore. I know it might sound selfish, but I wanted some time for myself, and I want to love myself and have confidence in what I do. I couldn’t have that with him. It took a lot, but I packed up and left out with Kayla.”

  “Damn, you didn’t even say goodbye or leave a reason?”

  “I’ve told him and told him why I was not happy, but he’d always promise to change. I couldn’t handle that anymore. He’d be supportive long enough for me to get comfortable and then he’d return to his old ways. He didn’t want the same things as me. I wanted a family, and he didn’t. I wanted to see the world, and he didn’t. So yeah, I figure a year of warnings was enough. Dealing with it will be his problem. I didn’t want him to be able to reach me, so I cut off my phone.”

  “Wow, when you’re done, you’re done.” I had to admire her for that. My mother had taken that kind of abuse from my father for years until it finally got the best of her and then he’d done me the same way. Nothing had ever been good enough. Bella was strong. I liked that about her. I had also liked the sound of her wanting a family. I knew just the man who would give her one.