by J. L. Beck
“Holy shit what is that?” I wasn’t nearly as surprised by him wearing no underwear, as I was the fact that he had a piercing at the end of his cock.
“That, sweetheart, is the thing that will bring that sweet pussy of yours to the brink of destruction.” I would by lying if I said I wasn’t a little bit intimidated by the piercing. On the underside of his cock was a ball attached to a barbell that pierced through the head of his cock. I cringed thinking about the pain he must’ve felt when he got it done.
“Did it hurt?” I asked, not wanting to ruin the moment but needing to know out of pure curiosity. He watched me with lustful eyes for a second as I examined the piercing before answering me.
“It hurt like a motherfucker, but that’s just it. It happened and then it was done. I got it when I was younger, thinking it was cool. I still kind of think it’s cool, but more than that, I use it to pleasure any woman that gets lucky enough to see my goods.” He flashed me a boyish grin that made him look younger than he really was. I decided then to flip the tables.
I wasn’t sure how to give a blowjob, but I was going to try my hardest. Cupping him gently by the balls, I flicked my tongue against the cold metal. I could hear Nash’s breathing speed up, and my heart started to race. He was at my mercy. My touch was bringing him to his knees and I was going to enjoy every second of this.
Flicking my tongue over the sensitive head again, I looked up at him to make sure I was doing it right. After all, I did want him to experience some type of pleasure. He lifted his hand and slid it underneath my dress, moving across my ass, and stopping at the apex of my thighs.
“I’m at your mercy, sweet girl, so make best of the time you have. If you don’t, I might just flip you right over this couch and take you from behind.” He was so brash and I fucking loved it. Wrapping my entire mouth around his head, I sucked a small amount of him into my mouth. My tongue wiggled around the piercing for a few minutes. Nash was a good eight inches in length and I was certain I wasn’t going to be able to fit that much in my mouth all at once.
I moaned out in pleasure as he dug his fingers into my thigh, his touch almost bruising as he urged me on. Breathing through my nose, I swirled my tongue up and down his cock, and over the head and piercing a few more times, before encouraging myself to take another two inches of him. My eyes watered, and fear filled my belly because I didn’t know if I was doing it right, that is until Nash started to thrust ever so lightly into my mouth.
A wicked dirty glint showed in his eyes. “God I want to fuck that sweet mouth of yours so bad. I want to carry a bright red rim around my cock everyday from your lipstick-covered lips. It’ll be our little secret, so every time I take a leak I’ll know you were right there.” His words only made me want him more. My pussy was throbbing with need, as I gagged on his cock. Nash fisted his hand in my hair encouraging me to take more and I did because pleasing him and giving him his release was all that mattered to me.
“Oh fuck…” He whispered into my hair as I gently slid my teeth along the sides of his shaft. Within two minutes he was pulling out my mouth, and his release of warm semen sputtered across my tits.
I should’ve felt degraded, or maybe even a little hurt, but I didn’t, not in the least. The fact he came on my tits made me feel alive. It was an erotic gesture, and I wanted more of it.
Having never tasted cum, I slid my finger over a small amount and placed it in my mouth. Nash’s eyes lit up as he watched me such my finger into my mouth.
“You’re such a fucking naughty girl, and you claim to be a virgin. If I hadn’t finger fucked your pussy moments ago and felt how fucking tight you were, I wouldn’t believe it.” He shook his head, placing a kiss against my forehead. The salty taste of his release exploded against my tongue. It was unlike anything I had ever tasted before.
“Did I do good?” I asked shyly, my eyes darting to the floor. I knew he came but that didn’t mean it was good, or as good as I wanted it to be for him. I wanted it to be perfect for him, as perfect as he made my release for me.
“Carly…” The way he said my name was almost painful. “You’re perfect. Inexperience isn’t bad at all. You were awesome, fuck I came,+ that should show you how good it was for me.”
“I just wanted your release to be as perfect mine was.” I gave him a weak smile wondering for the first time ever if I was really good enough to tame Nash. He had an entire lifetime of experience and romance and I had nothing.
“Don’t second guess yourself baby girl.” He purred letting all the anxiety I was feeling melt away. He walked to the bathroom and got some tissue so he could wipe up the mess we had made, and then he wrapped me up in his arms and took me down the hall to my bedroom.
I was exhausted and so beyond ready to snuggle into his warm arms. I unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor, standing before him in nothing but my bra and panties.
“Fuck!” Nash ground out, shucking his jeans, and pulling off his t-shirt for the first time. My eyes went straight to his perfectly sculpted chest and abs. He had thick black lines of ink that I was pretty sure were tribal. The tattoo went from his shoulder down one side of his chest, and then down his arm in a full sleeve.
“Ditto. You never told me you had tattoos, or abs, or tattoos.” I was basically drooling and I wasn’t even sorry about it.
“Oh, get in bed. You have a long day tomorrow and I can’t have my baby girl tired. You need to be well rested.” I listened, even though I totally wanted to trace all the tattoo lines on his body.
“Someday I’m going to get a tattoo.” I announced, pulling the comforter up to my head, moving over so he could slide into the bed next to me. All I had was a queen, and given how large Nash was, I knew I was going to need to get a king soon.
I rolled over in his arms as he adjusted me against his chest, spooning me. Nothing could touch me when I was in Nash’s arms.
“I’m pretty sure I’m falling for you, baby girl, and I haven’t even claimed you yet.” His remark made me smile, and as soon as the lights in the bedroom were shut off and the only thing that could be heard was our shallow breathing, I responded.
“I’ve always belonged to you, Nash. Always.” I wiggled my ass into his groin and my smile grew bigger as I heard him groan into my ear.
“Fuck, Carly. You’re going to kill me with all this teasing.” He placed a hard kiss in my hair and wrapped an arm around me. I would never be done teasing him, never.
“Better get used to it because I’m going to make you pay for leaving me for the last two years.” I threatened.
“I look forward to it, baby girl. Now shhh.” And with that I slowly slipped into a deep sleep, feeling as close to Nash as I could possibly get.
Chapter Five
Nash
“I love you Nash, and I want to have a baby with you.” Carly’s sweet voice mesmerized me. She wanted a baby, with me? I couldn’t believe it. I never saw myself as parent material or a man that she would want to have a family with, but I loved her, and I would give her whatever she wanted.
“Come here then. Let me make love to you.” She climbed into my lap, and I peppered kisses all over her throat and chest. I was the luckiest man in the entire world, because I had Carly.
“Nash.” Carly’s sleepy voice entered my ears. I could hear the panic in her voice and shot straight up in the bed, my eyes meeting her brown ones. She looked worried, really worried.
“What’s wrong, baby?” I asked, reaching for her. She shook her head no, and placed a finger to her lips. What the fuck was going on?
“My dad is here.” She whispered, and everything started to make sense. I gripped the comforter that smelt just like Carly.
“Where do you want me to go?” I was ticked off. I had planned on making Carly breakfast in bed, and then eating my own breakfast, the one she kept warm between her legs.
“I’ll go out and distract him. You can go in the bathroom and pretend like you were just using the restroom. If he asks why you’re
here we will just tell him you stopped by last night, and it was late and I told you that you couldn’t drive your motorcycle home that late.” She smiled at me, and I took the moment to capture her mouth with my own. Carly had no reason to lie to her father, none at all.
I should’ve been man enough to already have, told her daddy about us. Except I didn’t want to break his heart.
“You’re so fucking perfect, baby.” I nipped her lip softly with my teeth and she melted into me, her chest pressing against mine. She was wearing a long sleep shirt and a pair of shorts that were so short they could’ve been just underwear.
“We have to tell him though, and we have to do it soon.” Carly urged, pushing away, but just barely.
“Where is daddy’s little girl?” Kyle’s voice filtered into my ears, which meant he was close by.
“Just a minute, Dad.” Carly yelled back, her eyes meeting mine. I could tell she hated keeping this a secret but I just needed until tonight. Then I would do what I needed to do and tell him and no matter what he said I would remain with Carly.
“It’s too bad Daddy’s here, I was going to devour that sweet pussy of yours this morning…” I smirked, throwing the covers off my body, revealing my morning wood. Carly’s eyes looked me up and down stopping at my cock for more than just a glimpse.
“Like what you see, Daddy’s little girl?” I mocked her father, standing from the bed and invading her space. Carly bit her bottom lip, and I was close, so fucking close, to throwing her down on this bed and making good on my promise to possess her body in every single way possible.
“Nash.” She moaned my name so softly I almost missed it. Weaving my hand into her hair, I owned her mouth once again.. I wanted her to remember who it was that had just kissed her when she went out to talk to her daddy.
“I own you, baby girl, and I own this.” I slipped my other hand underneath her sleep shirt and cupped her pussy through her short shorts. She arched into my touch and spread her legs wider. I, of course, smirked knowing exactly what the sweet virgin needed.
“Later, darlin’, later. Now get out there before he comes in here and decides to investigate what’s taking so long.” I whispered in her ear, biting the sensitive flesh of her earlobe. She mewed like a cat in heat, and I released her, even though I didn’t want to.
She scurried from the bedroom with pink cheeks, and a soaking wet pussy, I’m sure. We were the perfect match of chaos and beauty. I was a bad boy in love with his best friend’s daughter. Carly was a young, naïve virgin, in love with a man that had the power to ruin her.
“Fuck us both.” I huffed under my breath, slipping my jeans and t-shirt on. I was beating myself up about all of this for no reason. Carly was nineteen and more than capable of making her own choices when it came to her love life. I gave her the chance to move on, and left for nearly two years.
Coming back wasn’t something I planned on doing, but I had to know if she had moved on. If the teasing she had done all those years ago was just a small insignificant crush. So I showed up, and as it turned out I was right. She had always wanted me and she was more than willing, she was waiting.
I held my head in my hands for a second, reminding myself that this was all worth it. Carly was special and I wasn’t going to just give her up. I would have to tell her dad about us tonight, because I planned on taking her virginity and I wouldn’t cross that line without him knowing that we were together.
Hearing their muffled words down the hall, I pulled open the bedroom door just enough so that I could listen to the conversation they were having and make sure that Kyle was nowhere near her bedroom.
“I have to tell you something, sweetheart. Your mom won’t be at your graduation tonight. She has some personal things going on.” I rolled my eyes at Kyle’s excuse. He was their father, and I’m not saying he should slam Sarah, but he should definitely let their kids know their mom was a selfish bitch.
I crept from the bedroom and into the bathroom quietly, not even letting the door creak as I shut it.
Daddy Dearest had fucked up my entire morning, not to mention ruined my epic dream about Carly wanting me to fuck a baby into her.
Did I want kids? Previously, no. Anything before Carly that had something to do with kids it was a no. I simply wanted to fuck, but she was different. I would give her everything. The ring. The baby. The house. I would give her all of it, and I would take good fucking care of her, too.
I exhaled a breath looking at the tiny little clock that Carly had sitting on the large vanity. It showed ten minutes past nine. Why the hell was Kyle here so early? Scrubbing a hand down my face, I knew I was going to have to leave this bathroom soon, and with that would come a million and one questions.
“Nash, where the fuck are ya, buddy?” Kyle’s loud footsteps bounced off the walls of the hall and I decided then that now was the perfect time to pop out. At least he sounded cheerful.
“Hey, dude.” I pulled open the bathroom door and popped my head out into the hall. Kyle was standing right outside what must’ve been the guest bedroom.
“Carly told me what you did. You’re such a good friend.” Kyle pulled me into a tight hug and I froze. Told him what? What did I do? When the hug ended, we both headed out into the kitchen where Carly was making breakfast. The scents of eggs, bacon, and freshly brewed coffee filled the air.
I smirked at her and when our eyes collided the warmth in her cheeks seemed to grow. That’s right baby, think about all the wicked things I’m going to do to your body.
“We’ve got a super long day ahead of us, and I want to make sure that everything goes according to plan. Graduation is tonight. Dinner is at 4. You’re more than welcome to stay the night again Nash?” She didn’t even look at me as she spoke and I knew it had everything to do with the look I was giving her.
I wanted to devour her. Instead, I grabbed a coffee cup and poured myself some joe. When I moved across the kitchen, I brushed up against her, letting her know I had the guts to show her daddy just how close her and I were.
“I can’t believe I’m going to have an adult child who graduated from high school.” Kyle spoke, clearly not paying attention to the way his daughter was reacting to my presence.
“I’m already an adult dad. I’m nineteen. I can buy cigarettes, and gamble.” Carly’s eyes clashed with mine as she slid me a plate with all the fixings on it. I gazed down at it and then back up at her.
“Thank you, Carly. I was going to have something sweeter for breakfast but this should work…” I taunted, knowing she had to be throbbing for me by now. I would definitely be bringing her to her knees over and over again later tonight and I wouldn’t stop. Not until her body was shaking, and my cock was bruised. I had waited what seemed like a fucking lifetime to be with her.
“I don’t think sweets are a very good thing to have this early in the morning, Nash. Maybe you should lay off the sugar?” She teased back. Kyle was staring at something on his phone, probably a work email or some shit.
“Lay off? I’ve only started eating sugar for breakfast and after having tasted it once…” I leaned in a bit, my eyes darting to Kyle before I finished speaking. “I’m pretty sure I will be having it every single morning from here on out.”
“Really, Nash?” Kyle’s eyes met mine and in them I could see some type of concern. “Sugar is really bad for you in the morning. We’re always trying to tell Jase that but he never listens. The kid cracks a Mountain Dew open the second he wakes up.” I shook my head, taking a bite out of the crispy bacon, letting the salty fat overwhelm my taste buds. How long had it been since a woman made me breakfast?
“Jase has a lifetime to drink coffee and have protein shakes and weird shit like that. Let him drink a Dew in the morning if he wants.” I smirked at Kyle. I felt like there was this invisible line that I was on the verge of crossing, and I’ll be damned if I didn’t want to stomp right on it and crush it to smithereens.
“It’s a good thing you don’t have kids. I would be afrai
d of your parenting.” Kyle laughed, and I merely smiled, my jaw clenching because, honestly, what he said pissed me off a bit. I wanted kids, but only with Carly and when that happened I would be the best fucking dad in the world.
“Anyway, what did you stop by for, Dad?” Carly could tell I was getting pissed and even if Kyle didn’t notice it, he had to know his words stung me a little bit. We were best friends, after all.
“This.” He pulled out a black box from his pocket, handing it to Carly, who was sitting on the other side of him. I had to lean over to see what it was.
Carly’s face lit up with joy as she took the box from her dad. I was happy but only because she was, not because Kyle had bought her something.
She flicked open the box, and covered her mouth with one hand. I couldn’t see the piece of jewelry at first, but knew it was something that she loved, simply from the look on her face. She plucked what looked like a necklace from the box and held it up to her chest, showing her father and I what it was.
In sterling sliver, it was spelt out loud and clear, with one little gemstone on each side accenting the words.
Daddy’s Girl
Fucker! I chewed the bacon in my mouth like it was the toughest steak I had ever eaten. He just had to go and do something like that.
“Thank you, Daddy! I love it.” Carly gushed, and Kyle helped her put it on. Maybe I would rip it off of her when she was riding my cock? I didn’t hate her dad, not in the least, but Carly was mine. Nash’s girl, and after tonight I would make certain that every single person knew it.
“Look, Nash!” She moved from her seat coming over by me so that I could see the necklace that sat perfectly against her chest.
“It’s beautiful.” I mustered up the words. Kyle smiled like he had just solved all the world’s problems. I clenched my fist, controlling the burn that coursed through my veins.
“I know. Thank you again, Dad.” Carly moved away from me and gave her dad a giant kiss and hug. All I could think while she did so, was how that sweet little virgin mouth that she was kissing her daddy with right now was wrapped around my cock last night, that little tongue of hers flicking against my Prince Albert.