by J. L. Beck
The boxed flicked open and my eyes honed in on the beautiful diamond that was snug between two pearls.
“Jesus Zane, this is beautiful. It had to cost you a fortune though…” He plucked it from the box and placed it on my ring finger. I examined it as it sparkled even in the dim lighting of the hall.
“What it costs doesn’t matter. I bought it six months ago, the day I made the deal with my father. I knew then that I was going to marry you and now I finally asked you.” He pushed from the floor coming to a standing position. Both his arms wrapped around my swollen front.
“I love you Zane and I’m thankful, we’re thankful for you.” I hoped that he knew how much he meant to both Ellie and me.
“It’s not you that needs to be thankful. You’ve strived to do the right thing so much and this time it’s me who gets to return the favor. Having you as my wife will be the greatest gift ever.” His words sealed our fates together. I knew I wanted him as my husband and to be the father to my kids. Pushing up onto my tiptoes I placed a kiss against his firm lips, his fingers delving into my hair making me moan as tingles of pleasure zinged down my spine.
“You’re everything Zane…” I whispered against his lips one last time, before bringing our lips together once again.
The End
Daddy’s Best Friend
J.L. Beck & Kylie Carter
CHAPTER ONE
BRIDGET
I had never thought I would be that girl. The girl who fantasized about her dad’s best friend and wanted nothing more than to be taken by him, but there wasn’t any denying that I was, in fact, that girl when it came to Reid. With his buzzed dark black hair, sharp jaw line covered in a dusting of scruff, and piercing blue eyes, with a dazzling smile, I always seemed to be weak in the knees whenever he was around.
It helped immensely in the looks department that he was an ex-marine, making his body bulky with muscles all over. The cords of his neck were built, and he still had that boyish grin even though he was over forty-years-old. His forearms were thick and veiny, and I imagined his cock being just the same and that thought alone caused a wetness to form between my thighs.
Reid had always been a member of the family though lately he seemed to be more distant. He’d only been coming around during holidays and birthdays as of late, and I suppose it didn’t really help that he lived a couple hours away.
I nibbled on my bottom lip, trying to stop my thoughts from turning dirty. I knew the obsession I had with him had to stop, at least some day, but I was still young and hadn’t found a man to curb my needs just yet and a part of me wondered if Reid would be able to help with that.
If he would be the man to claim my virginity like I wanted him to.
“I’ve arranged for you to stay at Reid’s for the next two months while I’m gone.” My father was all business like even when it came to parenting. You did as you were told and you were treated like a good little worker bee. You didn’t, and you got… well, I’m sure you get it.
“Are you sure Reid isn’t upset about this? I don’t want to cramp his style, or invade his privacy.” I licked my lips, the anticipation killing me. I couldn’t let Daddy know how excited I was to be seeing Reid for the first time in nearly a year.
If he knew my plan or about the excitement that coursed through me he’d pitch a fit and probably send me off to a boarding school.
I was eighteen now, and ready to take my feelings to another level. I just needed to get a feel for whether or not it was something he would be interested in?
“I’ve discussed everything with him and he’s fine with it.” Daddy’s eyes softened. I knew he was taking this whole overseas business trip a lot harder than he should have been. I could manage to care for myself after all I was going to have to leave here soon anyway.
“Don’t be sad, Daddy. You know Reid will make sure everything is okay, and that I don’t do anything that is against “Dad’s” rules.” I smirked, wrapping an arm around his mid-section. Dad wasn’t much for hugs, stating there was a time and place for them, but today must’ve been a time because he wrapped an arm around me pulling me into his side, the scent of his cologne filtering into my nostrils.
“I’m a hard ass, I know, but I can’t even explain to you how much you mean to me, Bridget.” His voice was scratchy as he pressed a kiss onto the top of my head. Even if I wouldn’t admit it to him, I was going to miss him greatly. After having my mom walk out on us when I was only five, it left only the two of us to fall back on each other. Dad wasn’t much of a nurturer, but he tried his best and I never went without.
“Don’t tell anyone, but I think I see a tear. A small one, a smidge of one, in your eye…” I snickered, looking up into his deep brown eyes, ones that mirrored my own.
“God, no. I must be growing a heart.” His gruff laugh warmed me and I squeezed him tighter. If there was one person in my life I didn’t want to disappoint, it was my daddy.
“When are we leaving? I haven’t even packed anything yet.” I joked, wanting to rile him up a bit. His face deadpanned, and he gave me that look that told me I should’ve been following his instructions instead of screwing around.
“Bridget,” He spoke my name in a stern voice, and the grin that pulled at my lips widened.
“You seriously believed that? Do you even know me?” I pulled away, placing a hand over my heart as if I was wounded. He didn’t say anything, just shook his head and rolled his eyes, but I couldn’t miss it, the tiny smirk that pulled at his thin lips, he was so serious, so up tight.
“Get your bags and get out to the truck, we’ve got a three hour drive ahead of us, and I want to get there before nightfall.” He waved me off before walking in the direction of his home office.
I scurried quickly to the spiral staircase that lead up to my bedroom. My hand grasped the crystal knob, and I turned it opening the door. Stepping in, I paused in the doorway to admire the work that had recently been done during the renovation. My room looked like it came out of a magazine, white rustic floors and walls with silver and light pink bedding and decor. It reminded me of what a princess’s bedroom would look like. My phone began to vibrate, so I fished it out of my pocket, seeing a text from my best friend Katie scroll across the screen.
KATIE: Hey! Want to go to the mall later?
My fingers hovered over the keys as I stared at her text before typing out my response.
I can’t. Going to spend the whole summer with Reid.
I had no clue I’d be away for the whole summer, and Katie and I had plans to spend the summer at the beach and con people into buying us pina collada's. Any other time I would have been thoroughly upset to have to be away from my best friend, but when Daddy said I was staying with Reid, we couldn't get to him fast enough.
KATIE: WHAT?! The whole summer? Reid? Like your dad’s bff, the one you’re obsessed with? :P
There was no denying my feelings for Reid, and even my best friend knew I was obsessed with him. I had been for as long as I could remember and I couldn’t wait to be alone with him and something told me he felt the same way.
The last time I’d seen him I was seventeen, and even then, his piercing blue eyes refused to meet mine, only snagging glances when he didn’t think I would notice. I was eighteen now, though, and there would be no stopping me from testing every single boundary he put in front of me. I plucked my suitcase up off of the floor and gave myself a once over in the mirror.
My dark brown hair was in a high ponytail, and I was wearing a pair of tight black yoga pants that accentuated my curvy ass, and to top it off I wore a t-shirt that said Not Today across the chest.
I smiled at my reflection, my cheeks glowing. I was ripe for the taking, and I just hoped that Reid would be attracted to me.
“Bridget, it’s time to go.” My dad’s deep voice carried up the winding stairs and I dashed to the door with my heavy suitcase in my hands. I descended the stairs, the wheels of the suitcase scraped across each step, making a loud clanking sound.<
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“Coming!” I hollered while barreling down the rest of the stairs. I reached the front door and Daddy met me, extending his hand to carry my suitcase out to the Tahoe. “Thanks, Daddy!” I exclaimed and followed behind him.
“We should probably stop to grab a quick bite to eat. I know it’s kind of late for lunch and a little too early for dinner, wait, have you eaten today?” Daddy’s voice was caring, but of course he didn’t let that show too much.
“Yes, I’ve eaten today. Twice, actually, you don’t need to worry about me. I’m more than capable of taking care of myself.” I announced even if he didn’t care to hear it. No one like’d to know their baby was growing up, not even my Daddy.
“Alright then, we'll stop half way and get something since I’m not really sure what kinda food Reid has…” Dad scratched at the back of his head. He looked as if he wasn’t sure he had made a good choice sending me to stay with Reid.
“It’ll be fine. I’ll do my own grocery shopping. I don’t need a man to do that for me.” I shoved up onto my tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his cheek, the scruff of his stubble scratching my lips.
“Thank, God, I raised a smart, strong-willed girl.” He mumbled while pulling away, probably hoping I didn’t hear him, even though I did.
Instead of responding, I let him keep his dignity. Walking over to the passenger side door, I gripped the handle in my hand and smiled at my internal thoughts.
I was spending the entire summer with another man, without my daddy enforcing his rules on me and I was going to enjoy every fucking second of it.
Including the fucking part.
CHAPTER TWO
REID
My hands were clammy and my stomach was in knots. Why the hell did I sign up to babysit the temptress known as Bridget yet again? Oh yes, because her daddy begged me to. Pulling a beer from the fridge, I settled down onto the leather wraparound couch. This shouldn’t be happening, hell, maybe I can still call him and let him know I can’t do it, that something came up.
Yeah, your cock, dumbass.
“Fuck.” I sighed to no one but myself. There was no one here with me. No wife. No kids. Nothing holding me to this space. I guess I made things that way for myself, focusing only on my career as a Marine for the last twenty years. Then there’s the fact that I haven’t been with a woman in God knows how long, and even a man as disciplined as me would have a hard time keeping their hands away from a little goddess like Bridget.
She was going to kill me, literally.
My gaze darted to the clock on the wall. Parker had called a little over an hour ago letting me know they were half way here, which only left about an hour’s drive left, which meant they should be here… well any second now.
I took another pull from my beer, reminding myself of my rules that I had to follow.
No looking, no staring, no lusting.
No inappropriate thoughts, eighteen didn’t mean I could have her
No matter how much teasing she does, don’t kiss her, touch her, and whatever I do... don’t fuck her.
The sound of a car pulling into the driveway got my attention, and I stood from the couch, going to the big window that overlooked the countryside. I recognized Parker’s Tahoe at that moment and I rushed to the door to greet them and help her the brown haired temptress with her baggage.
But before pulling the door open, I inhaled deeply praying to God for the strength I was bound to need to keep myself away from her. I peeked out the window in the front door and as soon as I saw Bridget step out of the Tahoe, my heart lurched and my cock perched.
Fuck me.
There was no way she could stay here. No way.
I hadn’t been this tense and worked up over something since my early days in the Marines. Back when I’d wine, dine, and fuck any woman I wanted.
My eyes skimmed over her body once more, she was tone, but still had curves, curves I could grip onto while I pounded into her from the ba…
“Stop.” I muttered out loud, trying to gather my wits even as I continued to stare at her, telling my body one thing while doing another.
Bridget was beautiful with creamy white skin and dark brown hair. She reminded me of a porcelain doll, fragile, so fucking fragile. Parker finally came into view, setting everything back into perspective. I twisted the heavy door knob in my hand before pulling open the door.
It was now or never, I suppose.
“Parker…” I smirked at my best friend, not even acknowledging the beauty that was standing in front of her father. If I gave her the cold shoulder, maybe she wouldn’t seem so appetizing. Maybe that would make her hate me and make keeping distance between us easier.
“Reid, what’s it been a year?” Parker raised a dark brow. He didn’t understand my need to stay away, but he respected it, never questioning when I couldn’t make it to something.
“It’s been awhile.” I countered, finally dropping my gaze to Bridget. She was average height for a woman, but she seemed short with her father’s and my large statures looming above her. She smiled up at me. Perfectly straight white teeth showed behind her iridescent pink lips. Lips that I had envisioned for the last year sucking me off.
I clenched my fist, this wasn’t going to work out.
“Come in, make yourselves at home. I did some grocery shopping and bought new sheets for Bridget’s bed since I couldn’t remember the last time I had changed the sheets.” I laughed, moving out of the way so that they could enter the house.
Bridget’s eyes moved over every single item before her while Parker merely crossed the threshold and went straight for a beer from the fridge.
“Your house is beautiful.” Her voice was like satin against my skin, causing my cock to perk up at the noise.
You cannot fuck your best friend’s daughter. I reminded myself, even though my body had a mind of its own.
I turned on my heels, ignoring her comment, even if it was a dick thing to do. Instead I directed my attention to Parker. “I hope there wasn’t too much traffic I know how much you hate it.” I laughed, thinking back to the tour we did together in China where the roads were more than crowded. If you wanted to see a man lose his shit, then that would’ve been a good time to be a fly on the wall.
“It wasn’t too bad. We stopped to get a bite to eat, and I picked Bridget up some essentials from the Walgreens in town.” I tipped my chin and took another pull from my beer emptying the contents into my throat. Don’t think about it. Don’t think about her having a period or being mature enough to take your cock.
“I’m so excited to spend the summer with you!” Bridget expelled, walking over to where her father and I stood. The excitement she had bubbled right out of her and something inside me warmed at her smile. I had been cold for so long and lonely for even longer.
“It’ll be loads of fun.” I grinned, grabbing another beer from the fridge. No amount of alcohol was going to remove the desire I had for her from my veins. Every bone in my body was trying to pull me toward her. Two months was a long fucking time to be around her day in and day out without touching her. I wonder if she’s been fucked before? Though I would assume by the way she carries herself, she’s still a virgin. A sweet pure succulent virgin, the forbidden fruit I couldn’t wait to take a bite of.
“I hope it’s okay if I stay tonight, I’ll be gone before sunrise, but I need to get some rest before making the drive back.” Parker questioned. I could tell where Bridget had gotten the majority of her looks.
Parker had always been the better looking one out of the two of us, though now I was certain I was, since I was able to work out every day, eat three healthy meals a day, and didn’t have a teenage daughter reeking havoc on my nerves.
“You know that’s fine with me, that’s what friends are for. I’ll make you a bed in the second guest room, so you don’t have to sleep on the couch.” I licked my lips, moving my gaze from Parker and back to Bridget. She was giving me the same lustful stare that I was giving her, those brown eyes of hers sp
arkling with excitement.
“Alright, perfect. Well, let’s get you settled in.” Parker smiled at his daughter. I didn’t think the man would ever have a child, but when he found out that one of the girls back home was knocked up, he did the manly thing and stepped up. It was too bad that later she decided he wasn’t what she needed or wanted. I still couldn’t believe she walked out on the two of them.
“This way.” I announced as I placed the beer on the marble counter before walking in the direction of the hall. Bridget pulled her suitcase behind her, following me. I stopped quickly, pushing the second door to the left open, though she must’ve been distracted because a shriek slipped past her lips as her face slammed into my back.
I could feel the heat of her skin against mine.
“Oh, God. I’m sorry.” She apologized, her cheeks heating. I wanted to trace a finger against her face just to see if it was as soft as I imagined. I imagined her skin being as soft as cashmere.
“Everything alright?” Parker questioned as he slipped his phone into the front pocket of his dress slacks. I blinked clearing the lustful haze from my eyes.
“Yeah, everything's fine. I'm just not paying attention to where I'm going that's all.” Bridget answered, clearing anything up before Parker could connect the dots.
I watched from the doorway as Bridget entered the bedroom, her gaze swinging over the simple wooden dresser and bed. It wasn't anything special, but it was better than nothing.
I’m sure this room reminded her of a prison cell compared to her bedroom at home though, I’d helped Parker with the renovations on it last summer.
“It’s perfect.” She expelled and I let the stale air I had apparently been holding, out.
“I hope so, since it’s all I got.” I let the words pass my lips without thought, only noticing the frown that marred Bridgets exquisite features after I had spoken. “I mean….” I tried to continue, but Parker intervened before I could finish.
“It’s fine. There’s no need for anything but the necessities.” Parker slipped his hands into his front pockets giving Bridget a hard look. She dropped her eyes to the floor and pulled her suitcase to the bed that I had made up for her. Fuck. I realized then that I didn’t like it when she frowned and that I would do anything to keep that amazing smile on her face.