Love Unexpected

by Q. B. Tyler

  “I am! I’m here, aren’t I? But you’re going about things in the wrong way. If you want a relationship with me now, this is not the way to go about it.” I point at the table. “I’ve told you this, I don’t need a dad.”

  “Oh, because you have one, right? Dominic?” His voice is accusatory and aggressive and I notice his face starts to get red.

  “My God, what is it with you and him?” The exasperation in my tone is evident, but I can’t help it. I was officially over whatever his issue is with Dominic. Even if he wasn’t quickly becoming the most important person in my life, Micah didn’t have any right to an opinion on who I choose to keep in my life.

  He lets out a sigh and grits his teeth before running his tongue over them. “Stassia…” He shakes his head. “You think you know everything, don’t you?”

  “Excuse me?”

  “You’ve got it all figured out. No one has ever been eighteen and made mistakes. No one has ever gotten themselves into something so deep they can’t see their way out.”

  Wait, what the fuck?

  I furrow my brow. “I am so lost. What are you talking about?” I realize my voice is getting louder and I take a look around to make sure we aren’t attracting an audience.

  “Fuck it.” He growls under his breath and my eyes widen at his aggression towards me. He stands up and I am shocked that he’s actually leaving.

  “You’re leaving? Really?”

  “Stassia…if I stay here much longer, I’ll say something I’ll regret and I do not want to do that.” He narrows his eyes at me. “If you change your mind, my door is open.”

  “After this lovely father-daughter date? I don’t think so.” I roll my eyes and grab my half-empty latte and begin walking away before he has a chance to.

  He’s walked away from me once. It’s my turn now.

  * * *

  A teary eyed Stassia coming through the door has my anger already through the roof before she even speaks a word. She doesn’t even try to hide from me or hide the fact that she needs me as she pushes herself into my arms and burrows her face into my chest. Seth is one room over and although he’s privy to our relationship, I don’t think she’ll talk as freely in front of him. I nod towards the stairs, guiding her with my hand on her back as I pull her into my bedroom and lock the door. I set her on the bed and kneel in front of her, rubbing the tears from beneath her eyes. “What happened, baby?”

  “He…he was so angry. He offered to pay for an apartment for me to live off campus at school and I politely declined and it was like I’d offended him or something. I just felt so weird about it. Living in an apartment building he owned and letting him pay for it? It just felt like I would owe him something if I did and I didn’t feel comfortable with that. Like I’d be in his debt.”

  I curl my hands into fists, wondering what the fuck he thought the outcome of that would be. “We went back and forth for a little while,” she continues, “and then he got up, like he was done with the conversation. Done with me. Again. We’d been talking for ten minutes and it was like he was fed up with what I had to say and he was over it. He was walking away from me. My God, that alone crushed me. So, I got up and walked away from him first.”

  Atta girl.

  “I don’t want a relationship with him. He doesn’t know what it means to be a family. He wants to control me or something. Or push some agenda he has on me. It’s just odd. Every single conversation we’ve had, it’s him giving me his opinion on something I’m doing wrong. Like I haven’t gotten this far in life without him. I don’t need him.” She looks away and I can see the moment the sadness leaves her face and anger replaces it. It’s like I’m watching her heart harden in her chest right in front of me and it hurts me to watch her lose that piece of her innocence.

  The first time someone really lets you down. Sadly, it’s someone who’d let her down her whole life, but she’d tried to give him another chance. And even still he didn’t get it. She didn’t want anything from him but a relationship and he couldn’t even give her that.

  “Baby, sometimes…people just aren’t good. They are miserable and angry because they let the world make them hard. I won’t have you being like that. You are too good and positive. You are a ray of light in even the darkest of times.” I rub my thumb along her lip and she bites down gently and gives me a smile before she sucks on my thumb. “Now? You know Seth is here.”

  “I don’t care,” she whispers. “I just want…I want the only man that’s never let me down to…make love to me.” She looks up at me through her eyelashes probably because she knows I can’t deny her anything when she looks at me like that.

  “You don’t want to wait for…that? Until we’re alone?” She’s used that phrase once before, but now that the words linger in the air especially that second one, I know I need to have her completely alone for what I have planned for her.

  “I can’t wait two days for this. I need you to make it better. To fix it. Fix me.”

  “I don’t need to fix you, baby; you’re perfect.” I kiss her nose and run my lips down her face to her sweet lips and suck her bottom one into my mouth. I bite on it gently, and she whimpers in my mouth.

  “Dominic…” She stands up and takes a few steps away from me. “I think…I think I’m falling in love with you.” Her lip trembles and when she looks up, her eyes are watery. “And that scares the shit out of me because…what happens if…where do we go from here if this ends badly?” Tears begin to roll down her face. “Do I lose you forever?”

  “No,” I tell her. The mere thought of not having her in my life feels like a pierce to the heart. I need her in whatever way she needed me. “I’ll never leave you.”

  “How can you…after what we’ve done. How would we ever go back?”

  “I wouldn’t call it going back, Stassia. We’d have to form a new normal. One that allows us to be in each other’s lives as we try to separate ourselves from our past.” I take a few steps towards her and look down at her. “I don’t want to think about that though. I don’t want to think about a world where you don’t let me kiss your tears away.” I press my lips to hers. “And then kiss your pussy.” A smile finds her lips. “There she is, there’s that smile that makes everything better.” I kiss her forehead and wrap my arms around her, squeezing her so tightly I hope she believes I’ll never let her go. I lift her chin to look at me. “I never imagined this for my life. You…and…me…but now I can’t imagine my life without you. Without us.”

  She slides the straps of her dress down and her dress pools at the floor by her feet leaving her in a lacy white thong and a matching strapless bra. “Us? There’s an us?”

  “There’s been an us. For longer than both of us probably realized. You and I, we were unexpected, Stassia. A surprise that I never saw coming. But fuck, am I glad you happened.” My fingertip traces down her collarbone to the space between her breasts and over the cups. My hands move around her back and unclasp her bra and I watch as her perky breasts spring free. Her nipples are hard and I can see she’s cold with the goosebumps appearing all over her flesh. “Are you cold?”

  “No.” Her gaze is hooded as she slides her panties down her legs leaving her completely naked and gorgeous.

  “I’m going to send Seth out. I want to be alone with you.” The growing need to possess and protect her is being fueled by the fact that Micah sent her back to me teary eyed and devastated by his words and actions. The idea of beating the shit out of him flashes through my mind, but I know that is the wrong course of action.

  “Really?”

  I don’t answer her, I just head out of the room and down the stairs to find Seth eating pizza on the couch. “I need you to go. Go find something to do. Anywhere.”

  “Why?”

  I cock my head to the side and he drops the pizza and shakes his head. “Are you joking? Can you two keep it in your pants for two days?”

  “No. So get out,” I call over my shoulder as I head into the kitchen and grab two bot
tles of water for us.

  “You can’t fuck in the shower like normal people trying to hide the sound?” he calls from the couch as he seems to be making zero effort to move.

  “I don’t want Stassi to feel uncomfortable.”

  “What about ME? What about if I’m uncomfortable?”

  “Oh my God, take my car. Go do something. Anything. I know you don’t need an excuse to go out and party.”

  He looks at his watch. “It’s four o’clock on a Saturday, bro, and I’m hungover.” I blink at him several times as if to say ‘and?’ “Damn my own brother. You really are sprung.”

  “You’re the best.”

  “I fucking know I am, asshole.” He grunts as he follows me up the stairs to his room. “I’ll be gone in ten.”

  “Five,” I call from my bedroom door before tossing him the keys to my car. “Lock up when you leave.” I close the door behind me and Stassi is in the center of the bed, on her hands and knees, her ass facing me. She turns her head and there’s a gleam in her eye that makes me believe that she’s up to something.

  I whistle and begin shedding my clothes at rapid speed. “My God, Stassia.” I walk around the bed so that I’m standing in front of her and I notice her head is lowered. “Look at me.”

  She looks up at me and I’m momentarily stunned by how beautiful this woman is as she looks up at me from where I’m about to fuck her. “I was thinking…? I’m ready for you to fuck me…” she swallows, “back there,” she whispers. “I want you to have me completely.”

  “Fuck, Stassi. You’re serious?” My cock has gotten harder in the last thirty seconds than it’s probably ever been and it pulses every time she takes that luscious bottom lip between her teeth.

  She sits back on her heels and looks up at me with tears in her eyes. “I know I’m seriously in love with you.” She bites her bottom lip again and then I’m on the bed next to her.

  “Stassi.”

  “Please don’t hurt me.” She blinks away the tears in her eyes and I shake my head.

  “Never. I could never hurt you.” I push her down into the covers and lie between her legs. “I need to make you come first. A lot. You’ve never had anal sex and I want to get you nice and loose and languid and drunk on me and my cock and then I’m going to fuck this sweet ass of yours.” I sit up on my knees and push her legs back so her ankles are next to her ears. “Hold them,” I command and she does eagerly. I grip her delectable ass cheeks and slide my tongue between her cheeks. She whimpers as I fuck her with my tongue, letting the spit slide out of my mouth and into that area. I set her legs down and get up to go to the bathroom to quickly rinse my mouth out before returning to the bed. “Baby, I just realized we don’t have lube.”

  “Don’t be such a baby, I can handle it.”

  “This isn’t like how it feels in your pussy, baby.”

  “How would you know? Have you ever had your ass fucked? And do you have a pussy to compare?” she sasses, narrowing her eyes in jest.

  “Cute,” I tell her as I slap her pussy, and she whimpers. “This,” I tell her as I grip her between her legs. “You have the sexiest fucking pussy, baby. Your taste, your scent, your clit. All of it drives me wild.” I could worship at the altar between her legs for the rest of my life and it wouldn’t be long enough.

  I eat her to two orgasms and just when she’s panting and crying out that she can’t take anymore I flip her on her stomach and pull her up on her knees. “Do not move,” I growl and within seconds I’m in and out of her room and back in my bedroom with her vibrator in my hand.

  “How’d you find that?!” she shrieks and I shoot her a look.

  “In your nightstand, Stassi, really?”

  “Did you check there before?”

  “Maybe.”

  “Dominic! How long have you known that was in there?”

  “Only since we got back.” I chuckle. I climb on the bed and hover over her and press her toy between her legs and slide it inside of her greedy pussy. She moans when I begin to play with her. “I wanted to see what you use to get off.”

  “You went through my stuff?”

  “Yep,” I growl in her ear. “I think you must have used it earlier that day because I could smell you on it.”

  She gasps as I put my cock at her asshole. I rub the juices from her orgasm around my dick and on her hole and let a drop of my spit drip down her crack. It isn’t quite as much lubricant as I’d like, but she’s practically begging for it. Panting and crying for me to fuck her while the vibrator fucks her senseless. I begin to inch my way inside of her asshole and I stuff a fist into my mouth and bite down as I’m currently a centimeter into quite frankly the tightest fucking vessel of my life. She clenches around me and I rub her back gently because although it feels fucking incredible it means she’s tense and nervous. “Baby, it’s okay. Relax. We won’t go any further than you’re ready. If it hurts we’ll stop.” I notice she’s biting down on a pillow but she lets it drop from her lips.

  “Keep fucking going.” Her eyes flutter and I think they actually cross slightly. “Oh God, Dominic, I think I’m going to come already.” She lets out a low moan and I am very turned on watching how sexy she looks as she fucks herself with her toy.

  “Does that vibrator fuck you better than I do, baby? Answer wisely, because I’ll take it.” I warn her.

  She giggles. “Definitely not. I can’t imagine anyone or anything could fuck me better than you do. Your cock, your mouth, your fingers. Every part of your body knows how to play my clit like a fucking instrument.” She lets her head drop to the pillow as I inch again inside of her.

  “The first time we fucked, Stassi, I knew I’d never be able to give you up after that weekend,” I confess. “The first time I tasted your pussy, I knew I’d never find another that tasted like yours. It’s like all of my favorite tastes and scents are buried between your legs. Yours is the only cunt that has ever made me hard while I’m eating you out.”

  “Really,” she pants as she slides her body back on my cock slightly.

  “Easy baby, let me take care of it.”

  “Then go faster!” she whines.

  I slap her ass and move in further. “The first time I sucked your tits, I had a flash of a baby doing something similar.” A gasp leaves her lips.

  “Like…your baby?”

  “Like my baby,” I growl.

  “Do you want…that?” Her voice is shaky and I know it’s because I’m very close to bottoming out in her asshole.

  “I want whatever you want to give me. I told you that before we had sex that first time.” I tell her as I grip her hip to try and get control of the orgasm that’s starting to move up my spine.

  “I…I would love that.” She moans. “Your baby. Being the mother to your baby.” She lets out a cry. “Oh my God, yes yes yes.” She cries as she lets the vibrations intensify on her clit.

  “Come, baby.”

  “Yes. Fuck, Dominic, come in my ass, baby. I need you to claim it. Mark it. It’s yours.” A violent orgasm rips through her causing her to convulse and move up and back on my dick. My vision momentarily blurs as I come hard in her ass. I grab her hips keeping her steady as I thrust slowly in and out of her as I work all of the cum out of my dick. She’s still sobbing beneath me from the orgasm she had and a smile finds my lips when I hear her whispering my name over and over again.

  I pull slowly out of her asshole and watch in fascination as I see the white substance sitting at the entrance, slowly dripping out onto the bed.

  It’s filthy. Hot. Incredible.

  I flip her onto her back and within seconds my lips are on hers. I thread our hands together and hold them above her head as we continue to kiss. Each second that passes, I seem to be learning something new about her and about us. By the time we’ve slowed from frenzied kissing, to slow languid licks into each other’s mouths, I’m convinced that I’m in love with her.

  “I love you,” I whisper into her mouth between kisses.


  She pulls back and looks up at me, her brown eyes watering slightly. “Finally.” She smiles. “I have you.”

  “Forever.”

  * * *

  The next few weeks fly by too fucking fast. Stassia and I are quite literally attached at the hip with the exception of the few times she had to let Kate drag her out. We’re heading into August which is the month she is preparing to head off to college and I’ll admit there’s a pang in my chest when I think about her going away. Our very first fight stemmed from her wanting to stay here instead of going to the dorms, and I told her that I would be here waiting for her every weekend or whenever she wanted to come home and see me, but that she needed the experience of staying in the dorm. She’d been excited and I wasn’t going to take that experience from her just because I want her in my bed every night and not one across town.

  It’s a rainy Saturday morning when the doorbell rings and I’m wondering who that could be showing up unannounced. Kate had kidnapped Stassia last night for their last sleepover as Kate is heading off to MIT tomorrow, so I’m not expecting any of her friends. I clench my fist when I see who’s on my fucking porch probably here to harass my girl more. I open the door to see Micah standing there with a smug fucking grin that I want to knock off.

  I cross my hands over my chest. “What do you want?”

  “To talk to you,” he says matter-of-factly as he pulls off his sunglasses. “Can I come in?”

  No. “Stassi isn’t here.” I notice he has a folder with him and I’m wondering what the hell his game is right now.

  “I know,” he tells me and my blood runs cold. Why the fuck would he know that?

  “What does that mean?”

  “You’re going to want me inside for this conversation, Daddy dearest,” he growls at me, and in the depths of my soul, I know there is going to be nothing civil about this conversation. I let him in and we stand in the foyer, as I don’t have any plans to invite him further inside.