Dad's Best Friend: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 83)

by Flora Ferrari

  And when I find her engorged bud and take it in my mouth she puts my head into a leg lock letting me know she’s not letting me go anytime soon.

  Good. Because my tongue can soak in her sweetness all night long.

  I flick her clit and then drag my tongue down her folds as her hips buck once and then twice.

  “Don’t you finish on me. Not yet. I’m not done with you,” I say. “I’m going to taste your juices in time, but we’re just getting started.”

  My lips move from her hers, as I turn my head to kiss her inner thigh, but she’s not having it.

  I feel her leg muscles flex and my head twists back around as her actions tell me I’m going to please her how she wants to be pleased on her terms. Not mine.

  Damn, I love her feistiness and the way she doesn’t back down from what she wants.

  And lucky for both of us there’s nothing I like more than pleasing her and the sweet taste of her pussy.

  “Lick me there,” she says. “I was close and I want to finish in your mouth.”

  Her thighs clamp down on my skull, blocking my ability to hear as if those are her final words and now it’s time for me to get to work.

  And no talking on the job either as my mouth finds her hole and my tongue gets to twitching, the taste of her making my cock do the same.

  I squeeze her ass hard tilting her hips up giving me a straight entrance into her channel, and that’s exactly where my tongue goes again.

  I dive deep and then pull out, mouthing her entire cunt and blowing air on her bud sending her body into a frenzy as she flips over.

  Her knees find the bed as I’m sitting with my back to the bed now, my neck completely perpendicular to my body as her midsection grinds into my face.

  Gravity is both our friends as it only applies more pressure from my mouth to her middle as I continue to flick and blow, twist and turn and suck with my tongue and mouth until I don’t know which way is up.

  Her body starts sliding up and down my face as her wetness covers me from chin to scalp as I totally get lost inside her.

  Her hips buck wildly and I feel her press down with her ass smothering me as suddenly she erupts on my face.

  My body is perfectly positioned to drink her up just as fast as I can, gravity guiding her juices inside my mouth where I quickly swallow her stickiness down my throat claiming everything from the virginal vacuum that we’ve created by the airtight lock my mouth has on her middle.

  And then just as suddenly as it started it stops and her legs release.

  I slide forward giving her pussy one last drag across with my tongue as I gasp for air, realizing my oxygen supply had been totally cut off.

  But it didn’t matter. I could live on her alone for all of eternity.

  I go to turn my body but fall to my side. I feel dizzy, lightheaded, and more perfect than I’ve ever felt before as my tongue takes a swipe around my lips making sure I haven’t spilled a drop.

  Nope. I took her all.

  And now that I’ve emptied her of all of her juices it’s time to fill her up with my own.

  And make her mine.

  And the mother of my child on the first try if I’m lucky.

  If luck be a lady tonight, or any night of my life, it sure is her.

  Which means our babies will come. It’s just a matter of time.

  And I’m going to try my best to take my time and make love to her but there’s no telling how long I’ll be able to hold myself back.

  My appetite can’t be satiated and once I touch her I know I won’t stop.

  CHAPTER 15

  Delilah

  I couldn’t lift my body from the mattress if I wanted to, but thanks to him I don’t have to.

  I’m completely spent for the moment, as I feel him flip me over onto my back and pull me back up the bed so the mattress completely supports me.

  I must have looked like a rag doll with my shins and feet hanging over the bed as my fists clawed at the sheets as I came hard right on his face.

  My body was flipping and spasming every which way and now I don’t know which way is up.

  Until he lifts my dress up and over my head and I quickly come back to reality thanks to his touch.

  His hands slide around behind my back and he unhooks my bra with a quick scissor motion of his fingers, removing it from my body.

  My hands jet in front of my body, covering myself even though I’m not sure why.

  His hands reach for my wrists, but he doesn’t pull them back, instead he guides me.

  “Show me. Show me the perfection that I want to see. Don’t hide from my eyes what’s mine.”

  I move my hands away exposing my breasts for him, my nipples pebbled.

  His eyes glide across my skin goose bumps forming a path that follows his long, lusty looks.

  He brings his first two fingers to just below my chin, raising and tilting my head slightly before the back of his fingers glide down my throat ever so softly and then through the valley of my breasts.

  His fingers move sideways, tracing circles around my breasts making my nipples more pert and erect than they’ve ever been, even in my wildest fantasies.

  “You’re so turned on,” he says.

  “You turn me on so much I couldn’t ever shut off the switch of my desire for you if I wanted to.”

  The back of his hand brushes across the tip of my nipple as the back of his fingertips continue to circle my breasts causing my back to arch into his hand, which in turn causes him to raise it up so that there’s no contact.

  But when he completes another figure eight around my breasts and across my cleavage his hand turns over and he cups one breast hard squeezing my tit in his hand.

  He leans in and takes my nipple in his mouth as his other hand cups my pussy applying just the right amount of pressure sending sensations through my cunt all the way to my core and up and back down my spine.

  “You’re still wet for me,” he says softly as his mouth comes off my chest.

  “Always.”

  “Now I’m going to make you drip your juices and mine, if your greedy little pussy doesn’t milk my cock for everything it's got first filling your womb with just what we need to create our first child.”

  The mention of us having a family has me feeling like I’m weightless in a dream falling through fluffy cloud after fluffy cloud, but this isn’t a dream. This is real and I’m committing to him in a way that’s bigger than just the two of us.

  “You want to have my baby don’t you?”

  “All of them,” I say causing his palm to slide along my pussy as I grind my hips into his grip.

  My hand reaches needily into the night and into his pants, finding his shaft and stroking it immediately.

  I feel his cock twitch in my grip, his already hard cock firming even more as it throbs against my skin. I feel my pulse in my wrist and in the big vein in his cock as our two hearts beat to one drum.

  “You want what’s yours, don’t you?”

  I nod, licking my lips before biting down on my lower one.

  “Well then take it,” he says.

  I pull his cock free of his boxers, but in the process I lose my grip and it springs like a diving board, but it doesn’t bounce. It stays straight up and it takes work to pry it from his rock hard abs.

  He drops his knees together inside my legs and quickly slides out of his pants and less than thirty seconds later he’s completely undressed, just like me.

  “I want to take you, but you know what I want more?”

  “Tell me and it’s yours.”

  “I want you to take me and put me inside you. To feel you take my cock and work it in your pussy and from then I can’t promise what will happen…what kind of animalistic behavior might overtake me.

  “I want it. I want it all. I want your power,” I say putting the head of his dick in my folds before sliding down the underside of his shaft, his cock sawing through my slit.

  “Your tight little pussy is going to
feel like heaven sliding down my cock. Put me in and go slow so I don’t hurt you and I promise I’ll make you feel so good as I fill you with each and every single inch of me.”

  I moan and feel my breath catch before I blow out hard and saw his dick through my slit one more time and put his tip right at my entrance.

  “I can’t wait any longer. Make the two of us one,” he says.

  And with that I move my hips forward and he enters me, opening my pussy as I open my mouth but nothing comes out or goes in.

  My entire body stills as I freeze before oh so slowly bringing my hips back.

  “Breathe,” he says.

  I blow out hard and then close my eyes and try and resume normal breathing. Normal breathing at this point practically being panting, but like a thirsty dog all I can think about is more and how much I miss the feeling of him being inside of me.

  I move forward again and remember his words.

  Your tight little pussy is going to feel like heaven sliding down my cock.

  I look up at his face and see his eyelids flickering as he sucks in air through flared nostrils and gritted teeth.

  “That’s right. This is because of you,” he says as he catches me taking in his expression as he approaches the edge of a cliff that we’re both about to fall over.

  “Uh uh,” I moan.

  “You had your time and damn did you ever do a good job for the both of us, but now it’s my turn,” he says as he grabs me by the hips and slowly slides his hips forward as he slides deeper still inside of me into a place I’ve never been before.

  Even when I fantasized about him, and those times were frequent and furious, I never got this deep and never opened this wide.

  Every nerve ending in my walls feels his slick dick, covered in my stickiness, entering me, opening me, providing an experience so surreal it’s practically an out of body one.

  “Can you take more of me?”

  “Uh huh.”

  He slides in and out at the same depth a few more times before going in deeper.

  My hands claw for the sheets and then the sides of his legs as I dig in and hold on.

  I feel a fire inside me as I cry out pushing the back of my skull so far into the mattress it’s going to make an indentation that never comes out.

  And I don’t want him to come out until he comes deep inside me.

  As he continues to thrust he leans in and his lips find mine, kissing me hard as he continues to move in and out of me as his hands grip me even more fiercely, more possessively, more savagely.

  I start rocking back and forth taking him deeper and deeper until I realize there’s nothing that I’m actually doing that’s having any effect here. He’s way too big, strong, and in control.

  And then his eyes glaze over and he takes me, making me feel like a dryer sheet all alone in the dryer as I tumble, toss, and turn inside my mind as my skin grows hotter and hotter still as my world flips upside down.

  “Uhhhh!” he moans as his lips come off mine and he bites down softly on my shoulder.

  “Yes!” I yell pressing my collarbone towards his mouth as he kisses it hard. “Make me come.”

  “Say my name!” he says.

  “Damian! Fuck me, Damian!” I yell.

  I slide a hand underneath him and feel his balls which have completely disappeared.

  He enters me again and then holds still before tilting his pelvis getting that last little bit as he hits my G-spot just right.

  Two strokes later he repeats the process, but this time a volcano erupts inside me which causes a tidal wave to unleash a tsunami of cream onto his cock as I moan, milk him, and drench his cock in my fluids.

  “I’m still coming,” he says as I see his flexed muscles relax and feel his cock twitch and shoot a rope of hot seed inside me which causes his muscles to flex again only to repeat the process over and over.

  Suddenly his back hunches over and his body stills before he collapses on top of me as we melt into each other, gasping together and trying to inhale oxygen, but only getting the scent of sex and the smell of the other.

  He falls over onto his back and I roll to the side with him, his cock still buried deep.

  “Oh my god, what just happened?” I ask as I run the back of my hand over my forehead realizing the lifetime of waiting was worth every single second…and more.

  “We became one and you became mine in the process,” he says.

  “And you became mine,” I say.

  “You’re damn right,” he says throwing an arm over me and pulling my body in so tight I can feel his heartbeat.

  And I wonder if together we’ll be hearing a new heartbeat inside a doctor’s office soon.

  I want that more than anything.

  His babies. Our family. Always.

  CHAPTER 16

  Damian

  I listen to the sound of the water from the shower washing over her beautiful body as the sun comes through the window.

  I have a clear view of the Embarcadero clock tower, the Bay Bridge, and the S.F. skyline but nothing is as beautiful as what steps through that bathroom door.

  Her.

  Her wet hair slicked back. Beads of water covering her face and upper chest as she’s wrapped in a loose white robe that’s tied with the effortless perfection of a Sunday morning, even though it’s the middle of the work week.

  “I better tell the boss I’m going to be late for work,” she says as she leans against the doorjamb and takes a bite of a bagel.

  “Go away with me,” I say.

  “A ride to work would be great,” she says. “If we really have to leave.”

  She moves over to the floor to ceiling window as my eyes track her every movement.

  The way her hips sway from side to side, even underneath that robe.

  The way she slides across the room.

  The way her body language shows she’s completely at peace.

  Which is exactly how I feel right now.

  “A client called while you were in the shower.”

  “All ready?”

  “They need help implementing one of our new products. It could probably be done in a week or so, but I think six weeks sounds about right.”

  “Six weeks!” she says turning from the window to stare me down with a look that says she can’t and won’t tolerate us being apart for so long.

  And neither would I, which is why I reiterate my offer.

  “Come with me. To Tokyo.”

  “Tokyo?”

  “The height of technological adaptation in a civilization.”

  “You sound like a science fiction novel.”

  “This is real. What we have is real. And I want us to go to Tokyo and continue this while introducing you to clients, culture, and cuisine.”

  She just looks at me seeing that I’m not playing around. She knows it’s not a question either.

  “My dad doesn’t know I even work for you.”

  “I’ll call him right now.”

  “No!” she says.

  “He can’t handle this news right now. It’s too sudden…too abrupt.”

  “I know. It’s just another reason why we should get away first. Let his mind connect the dots as we do what we do without the burden of wondering who might catch us and who might see us. Sure, it would be fun to sneak around for a while but getting caught would be a blow to him from which I could never recover. If he heard it from someone else first it would almost be like lying to him, and I don’t lie. Someone we both know may have seen us yesterday for all I know. I just can’t risk that anymore…until I tell him first. And six weeks in Tokyo gives us time.”

  “You think he’ll be okay with it?” she asks.

  “Only one way to find out.”

  I pick up my phone and watch as Delilah gets tense. “Breathe, baby girl. Breathe.”

  “Darren. Mornin’ bud,” I say.

  “Morning, sorry that the party got shut down before it really got started,” he says.

  “Yeah,
no worries about the party. Thanks again for putting it on.”

  I pause taking a deep breath, being careful not to blow it out so that he might detect anything suspicious in the tone of the next words I’m about to speak.