by Ava May
“I...guess?” It seemed like the best idea, to get it over with and deal with the fallout. “How bad do you think it’ll be?”
“I know him well,” Nick reminded her. “He’ll be surprised, but I think he’ll come around. You don’t need to worry so much.”
Jenna bit her lip. “What do we tell him, exactly?”
“That we’re involved. That I’m….” He paused, taking a deep breath, and Jenna stilled, managing to settle her breathing. “In love with you.”
That hadn’t been expected. She gasped, locking her eyes on his.
“Did I say something wrong? Shit, Jenna, you don’t need to reply. I just wanted you to know where my heart is in all this.”
She regarded him for a long moment. His nervousness was endearing, his smile and the hope in his eyes gorgeous. Nick was incredibly gorgeous, smart, successful, the kind of guy she’d always dreamed about, with a maturity that was beyond sexy to her.
“I love you too,” she said quietly, meaning the words. “Nick...I don’t know where this is going, but I don’t want it to stop, either.”
“It’s not stopping, Jenna. Your father is going to have to adjust. And the sooner we know, the better.” He pulled out his phone and dialed her father, and put it on speaker, gripping her hand.
“Nicky!” Jenna’s father answered after the second ring. “Are you coming over for the game?”
“No can do, Tony. But….I need to talk with you.”
“Okay,” her father said, sounding a bit confused.
“We need to talk to you,” Jenna piped up, hating the way her voice quavered.
“Jens? What are you doing with Nick? You’re all right, aren’t you?”
“I’m fine, Dad,” she reassured him quickly.
“Tony, this is the thing… Jenna and I are...seeing each other, as of last night.”
“Oh.”
Jenna wasn’t sure what that tone meant and she held her breath, waiting to out, clenching Nick’s hand.
“What kind of seeing?” her father asked, speaking slowly.
“Dating,” Nick said softly. “I’m seeing Jenna, Tony. As a guy sees a girl.”
“Oh.”
“You okay with that?” Nick asked before Jenna could.
“Are you, Jens?” Her father sounded uncertain.
“I am, Dad,” she replied, trying to convey all her emotions, even though she hadn’t quite untangled them yet. Not else really mattered anyway, as long as she had Nick, they could figure it all out.
“Well then...good,” he sighed. “I don’t know how okay I am with this. Give a guy a break; this is shocking. But...you’re two of my favorite people in the world, and I trust Nick with my life. You’re my one and only kid, Jenna, and as much as I trust Nick...you’re my daughter. Nicholas, if you hurt my daughter, there’ll be hell to pay. I hope you know that”
Jenna sighed. “Dad, this isn’t going to work if you go all protective father on your best friend.”
“It’s okay, Jenna. I wouldn’t expect any less from him,” Nick replied. “Good thing I have no intentions of hurting her, Anthony.”
Her dad laughed, the tension broken. “And Jenna, you watch out for him. I have it on good authority that he cheats at cards.”
“Who taught him?” Jenna pointed out. “I love you, Dad. If you want to talk about this...we can later. I know you may be worried.”
“Not about Nick,” her father said softly. “Just about...all of it. Jenna, there’s an age difference.”
“I’m aware.”
“And he’s my best friend.”
“I’m aware.”
“If he hurts you, I can’t take sides.”
“Dad, we know all of these things. It’s okay. We’re good together.”
“In fact,” Nick added. “We’re damn good together, Tony, so try not to worry too much.”
“Can’t help it,” her father replied, but even that felt a little forced. “Let’s do dinner and talk it all through. Sometime next week?”
“That sounds good,” Nick said, nodding to Jenna.
“Have a good time then, kids,” her father replied, chuckling. “Kids, who am I calling a kid. Bye.”
Nick stared at the phone for a moment. “That went better than I thought it would,” he commented, pulling her into his arms.
“Me too. He seems shocked but almost resigned to it.”
“I’ve gotten the, ‘stop looking at my daughter in that way’ lecture a few times now. He can be protective, but he’s also perceptive and he knows what I like.”
“What’s that?” Jenna asked, wiggling until she was sitting on his lap. His cock was already hardening and she moaned at the feel of it.
“Big, beautiful curvy women with brains. I think I found all I ever wanted in you.”
“Lucky man,” she retorted. “What are you going to do about it?”
“Want me to show you?”
“Please!”
Nick tipped her back onto the couch, pushing her skirt up so that she was bared to his view. He’d insisted on no underwear today, so although she’d packed a few changes of clothes, she’d gone bare under the skirt.
“This. I want to taste this,” he whispered, kissing her clit. “I want to taste how you fall apart and come together again and again for me, love. I want to feel you shatter.”
“Please.” It was all she could say. He dipped his head a little lower, parting her pussy lips with his tongue, dipping inside once he had her open, while his fingers worked her clit. She pulled her shirt off as best she could and unclipped the front closure of her bra, squeezing and pinching her nipples. It didn’t take long before she was grinding herself on Nick’s face, desperate for more.
“Fuck me, please, Nick. I want to come with you inside me.”
“With pleasure,” he replied, pulling off his clothes as she watched and played with her nipples. She was delightfully on edge, and the closer he got to nudity, the closer she got to coming. If she didn’t watch out, she was going to climax just from the thought of him fucking her.
Nick settled between her spread legs, stroking himself slowly. She couldn’t wait to get her mouth on him, to taste his come as he released it into her very willing mouth, but that could wait until later. Right now, she had to have him inside her.
“Don’t tease me,” she whispered, arching toward him. She needed him to fill her, to fulfill her greedy cunt just as he had her body and soul.
“Not teasing at all, just admiring the curves.” He pressed himself inside her, and she relaxed her muscles, allowing him to bottom out in one long drawn out incredibly sexy motion that took her to the limit, and this was only the beginning.
Nick leaned down to kiss her, and Jenna opened her mouth, tasting herself on his tongue, his lips, his very breath. It was as intimate as it was sexy and her pussy started contracting almost immediately. There was no way she should be ready to come this soon, but she knew it had everything to do with the man inside her.
Jenna wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him closer, holding him deeper, and he started groaning into her mouth. Was he that close too? On god, yes he was. She could feel him starting to tremble and shake, his body rocking harder and faster inside her, his growls and groans turning her on and driving her higher. Nick’s eyes were wide open and the fire of passion and the tenderness of love she saw in them made her melt. And started to set off a different kind of fire burning in her soul.
She was in love with this man. It was as simple as that.
Jenna’s eyes went wide as she felt the first pulsations beginning in his cock. With every powerful jet she could feel, he spurted deep inside her, triggering her own amazing climax. Jenna exploded with a cry of pure satisfaction, clenching Nick in every way she knew how. She didn’t want this to ever end.
She must have drifted off to sleep. When she opened her eyes and became aware again, Nick was gently cleaning her with one of his soft washcloths, gentle easy caresses of cloth given by loving finger
s. Oh yeah, she never wanted this to end, needed it to never end. Nick was absolutely perfect. What guy ignored his afterglow to see to her needs? It was sweetly touching.
She smiled, sitting up and reaching for the cloth. “Let me return the favor,” she told him, her voice husky.
“Okay,” he agreed, handing it over. He stood perfectly still as she wiped the remnants of them off both his cock and balls. “I kinda wanted to talk to you about something,” he said when she was done.
She handed back the washcloth and stood, sensing this was something very important. “I’m all ears.”
He gave her a slow, sexy look. “Honey, there are a lot of things you are, but all ears doesn’t even fit in the ballpark.”
“So what is it,” she asked, smoothing down his rumpled hair.
“Now that I realize what we are to each other, I’d like to know if…” He stopped there, and pulled in a deep breath. “If you might like to move in. I know it’s very soon, but we have something here, something very special that we need to explore. I want to do it under one roof. What do you think?”
“I think…” She swallowed past the ball of emotion clogging her throat. “I think that would be perfect.”
THE END
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Desired by My Dad’s Best Friend
Ava May
Desired By My Dad’s Best Friend
Chapter 1
When I pulled up in the cul de sac and lugged my bags up the front steps, I expected Tawney to answer the door. But it wasn’t. In front of me stood Evan Travers. He was shirtless and wore loose fitting shorts. His chest was tan and sweaty and his light brown eyes shined.
“Well, well, if it isn’t little Zoe Moore.”
I tried to smile, but failed. “Hi Evan, long time no see. Is my dad around?”
“No darlin’, he’s out of town. I’m watching the mutts for him.”
I nodded, and he moved to let me through the doorway, grabbing my bags in the process.
“Are you home for good?”
“Yep,” I replied, not in the least bit interested in explaining why I was running home to my daddy when I had been living with my long-time boyfriend. We’d been dating since we were fifteen, and I had just moved in with him six months ago. Now I was home and not happy about it at all.
He followed behind me and settled my bags against the wall. Before I was able to sneak away, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me close. I sucked in a breath when my cheek met his sweaty chest as he ran his hand through my short hair. I’d cut it off trying to make a change—a drastic one.
“You hair is short.”
“Yep.”
“What’s going on, Zoe?”
I shook my head and hugged him closer, breaking down for the first time since I’d walked in on Wes and Alicia. I’d thought something was going on, but I shrugged it off. It wasn’t until I went home early from work a few nights ago that I found out I shouldn’t have just ignored the signs.
“What did the little punk do?”
I pulled away and stared at him with tears in my eyes. “What does every man do?”
His brows drew in and he frowned. “Not all men are cheaters, darlin’.”
I shrugged. “Well, he was. But it’s no big deal. Just five years of my life. I’m back to start over. I haven’t talked to my dad so he doesn’t know.”
“I won’t tell him. He usually calls every night to check on the dogs.”
Shaking my head, I sighed. “I’m just gonna go lay down. It’s been a long night.”
“Go ahead. I’ll bring you something to eat, darlin’,” he replied, smiling.
I wasn’t sure what it was, but he seemed different. I’d grown up around Evan. I don’t know how many nights he was the one I’d gone to because my dad was out of town and Evan had taken it upon himself to stay here to take care of me. Not that he had to because I’d learned early how to take care of myself. It was like he was here to watch over me. He was my guardian angel.
“Thank you.” Then I trudged up the stairs. I hadn’t stuck around long after Wes made Alicia leave. He tried to apologize, but really, how stupid would I have had to been? I walked to the left and pushed the first door open. Dad had left it exactly how it was since I was probably fourteen. I kicked my shoes off and curled up on my bed and sobbed. I hadn’t had a chance before. There was too much rage.
It wasn’t long before I felt the dip of the mattress and Evan’s large body wrapped around mine. “Shh. It’s okay, darlin’, you can do better than a boy who obviously doesn’t know what’s right in front of him.”
“It was with Alicia.”
Evan’s intake of breath didn’t surprise me. Alicia, Wes, and I had all pretty much grown up together. She was my best friend since we were in kindergarten.
“Then screw ‘em both.”
“Yeah, that’s what they were doing, all right.”
He chuckled and then I felt his lips on my bare shoulder. “It’s not funny, really, and I’m sorry you’re hurt. But he didn’t deserve you.”
“She’s everything I’m not. Thin, pretty, and apparently more experienced than me.”
“Hey now, Zoe. You’ve got a lot of that wrong. You’re beautiful and your curves are sexy as hell. Boys like Wes just don’t know how to appreciate the curves of a real woman. As for experience, a real man would understand why that was such a good quality.”
I turned and faced Evan. “You think I’m beautiful?”
“Oh hell, darlin’, I always have, but it’s hard to ignore now. You’re a beautiful young woman. Any man would be lucky to have you.” He kept his eyes on mine until I licked my lips. Maybe coming home was a good idea after all. I’d always had a crush on Evan. He was tall and built. No one would have been able to guess he was nearly forty.
“Does that include you?”
His eyes widened. “Especially me. But Zoe you’re hurtin’. I can’t do that.”
“Why not?”
“Because it’s not fair to either of us.”
I nodded, understanding. I hadn’t known he thought of me as anything other than a kid. Instead, I brushed my lips on his and smiled when his eyes fluttered shut. “Thank you,” I whispered. Any other man would have taken advantage of the situation. Instead, Evan held me close until I fell asleep, and when I woke up the next morning he was gone from my bed.
I took my time in the shower, washing away all of the hurt. I needed to bounce back. There were so many things I had to do to get my life back. I dried my body and slid on my cutest panties. I wanted to feel sexy, because I certainly hadn’t felt that way in recent days. Wes hadn’t touched me much for the last few weeks, and now I understood why. He wanted thin, and that wasn’t something I was. I had always been a bigger girl, and that never seemed to bother him. I thought he loved me. It turned out I was very wrong.
Chapter 2
When I went into the kitchen, Evan was making breakfast. The scent of eggs, maple, and sausage filled the air and my stomach rumbled. I loved food and I especially loved Evan’s cooking. “That smells good.”
He turned around and his eyes widened slightly. I was wearing a halter dress and between my breasts was a ring for the keyhole look. The dress was striped and airy. It was one of my favorites that I hadn’t worn in a long time.
“Morning, Evan,” I said and smiled. I felt much lighter. In the shower, I sobbed and cried my last tear for Wes. I knew it would be a while before I actually felt
better, but it was a good start. The look on Evan’s face was enough to give me a little boost in my self-esteem.
“You look beautiful, darlin’.”
“Thanks.”
“Hungry?”
I nodded and sat down. He placed a plate in front of me and I licked my lips. It had been too long since I’d had his cooking. Wes never cooked and he didn’t like the kinds of foods I did. I wasted no time digging in and blushed with a mouth full when Evan chuckled. “Sorry,” I mumbled.
“Don’t worry about me. I love how much you enjoy my food.”
I nodded, smiling. “You’re the best cook ever.”
“Your dad called this morning.”
“Oh?”
“I didn’t tell him you were home, and he extended his trip, so it looks like it’s just you and me for a while, darlin.”
I licked my lips and smiled. “That could be fun. Dad will only tell me to get over it. I know I need to, but I’m not him. He’s more emotionless than I am.”
He watched me while I ate, and then he stabbed his fork on my plate and took a big bite. Our eyes stayed locked, and it was almost like we were communicating without saying a word.
“Your dad won’t be happy if he finds out.”
“I’m a big girl. He doesn’t need to know everything about my life, and I certainly haven’t told him everything. Hell, you know more about my life than he does.”
“Really? I don’t know enough about you though.”
“Looks like we get to change that, now don’t we? You didn’t tell Dad because you knew that if he knew I was back because Wes cheated, he would have come home.”
“And then I wouldn’t have the time with you. You’re right. I’ll admit that I want you to myself.”
“How come you’ve never said anything before?”
“You had a boyfriend, darlin’. I don’t over step.”
“I see.” When I finished eating, he took the plate and finished what I’d left and rinsed the plate before putting it in the dishwasher. I realized how domestic we seemed, and I found I sort of liked it.