Baby for my Dad's Best Friend (Seaport Billionaires #2)

16. Austin

16

AUSTIN

S he’s more than perfect.

She’s divine—something you could only find in the most guarded of places like heaven.

And I’m the devil who paraded around as another angel to gain access to her.

Now that I’m trusted, I’m destroying everything I can get my hands on.

When she begs me this time, I can’t hold back.

It feels like I’ve denied myself any gratification in my life, and she’s the straw that broke the camel’s back.

She was nearly impossible to resist with clothes on, but once they’re ripped away, there’s no walking away from her.

The moment she drops her bra and my eyes land on her perky tits, I lose it.

Her body is perfect and amazing.

Her tits are large, firm, and perky—almost too perfect to be real, but I know they are the moment I cup them with nothing between us.

Her body is tan, and her nipples are a brownish-pink color, sensitive, and responsive.

Just my eyes landing on them makes them stand at attention.

When my hands cup her breasts and I pinch her nipples between my thumbs and the sides of my hands, they draw up tighter.

Her skin is so soft, and my hands want to touch every inch.

They graze over her ribs, down to the narrowing of her stomach.

They slide to the center and work at the button on her shorts.

When I yank them down, I find her in a hot-pink thong that’s made of lace.

I bend her over the island and push her panties out of the way as my fingers dip between her legs, finding her arousal pooling there.

I spread her wetness to her clit, and then use it to fuck her tight ass with my finger.

Still, she begs for more.

She’s just as greedy as I am.

I could easily make her come without taking out my dick, but neither of us will rest until we’ve shattered her father’s trust.

My free hand works my jeans down over my hips, and my cock springs free.

I step toward her and press myself between her legs.

She begins moving forward and back, sliding my length between her folds.

Her arousal coats my cock, allowing me to slide with ease.

I can’t wait to be inside her, to feel her stretching around my dick.

When she gives me the permission I need, I thrust forward to sheath myself.

I only get halfway before her muscles lock up around me. Her back arches and she moans, the sound a mixture of pleasure and pain.

My eyes roll to the back of my head.

She’s so hot and tight around me that I could come right now if I wanted to.

But I don’t want to.

I want to stay here forever.

I want to spend the rest of my life buried in her sweet pussy.

I pull back and then dive inside hard and fast, giving her every inch that I’ve fantasized about since we met.

Already, I can feel her inner walls convulsing around me.

When I grab her hips and start to pound into her, she doesn’t try to hold back.

She gives her body what it wants by letting her orgasm go, and she loses control, her release running down her legs and dripping onto the floor.

Seeing her squirt has my balls drawing up, but I hold out until her body loosens around mine and her moans quiet.

Pulling out of her, I spin her around.

Her arms wrap around my neck as she dives in for a kiss.

Her lips are firm, and her tongue is fast.

She’s not holding back, not ashamed about what makes her feel good.

I wind my arms around her waist and pick her up, carrying her to the end of the island to a kitchen chair.

I take a seat with her straddling me. I reach between us, and she picks herself up just enough that my cock is lined up with her center. Slowly, she lowers herself onto me. We both let out a relieved moan as she slides down inch after inch.

My head falls back and my eyes close. “Fuuuck,” I mutter.

“Watch me.”

At her request, I lift my head, my eyes locked on hers. She gives me a sexy smirk, and I bite my lip and tighten my hold on her hips. “You want me to watch you?”

She nods, riding me. She leans back, putting her hands on my knees as her hips move, giving me a very nice view of not only where we’re connecting, but of her flexing stomach, her bouncing tits, and the pleasure on her face.

“I’m watching, Kay.” I run my hand up the center of her stomach and over to her breast. I squeeze it, making her moan.

Her head falls back, and I pull my hand away from her chest, licking my thumb and pressing the pad to her clit.

I rub gentle circles as she slowly bobs on my cock. My eyes stay locked between her legs.

Her cunt is gorgeous.

I love the way she stretches around my cock, the way her folds swell with need, and how her center turns a darker shade of pink.

I lean forward a little and spit, my thumb working the moisture over her blushing bud.

Her legs begin to shake as she grows tighter around my dick. She’s moments away from coming undone.

“How do I make you feel, Kay?”

“So good,” she whispers, not slowing or changing direction.

“Has anyone ever made you feel like this?”

She shakes her head.

“I can’t hear you.”

“No,” she admits.

“Tell me how you feel right now. Does your beautiful cunt like riding my cock?”

She nods. “You’re so big. I’ve never…” She gasps. “I’ve never been with someone as big as you. Oh, God….”

My thumb rubs faster over her clit as her breathing grows louder.

Her nipples harden and goosebumps cover her skin.

She moans and whimpers and then I get to watch her fall over the edge, her pussy quivering around my cock, her body twitching and jerking until the spasms subside.

Fisting her hair, I pull her mouth back to mine, kissing her hard and biting her lower lip.

“I’m not through with you yet,” I say against her lips, thrusting up into her. “You’ve teased me for weeks.” I rock her against me.

“I’m going to fuck you until we’re both too weak to move.” I smash my mouth against hers and tighten my hold.

Standing, I press her back to the wall as my hips take on a life of their own. I move fast, driving into her again and again, as deep as I can go.

Being with her is better than I imagined.

I’ve never felt anything like this. Usually, sex is just sex.

There are times it’s good and times it’s not as good, but it has never been like this.

Maybe it’s because I’ve denied myself for so long, and I’m finally getting what I wanted.

Maybe it’s because she’s forbidden, and I never should have allowed myself to touch her.

Or maybe it’s something else.

Maybe she’s the woman I’m supposed to be with.

I never believed in soulmates, but I’ve never felt anything like this, either.

She digs her nails into my back, and every muscle in my body tightens as my release starts to form low in my stomach.

I grab her wrists and move her hands above her head, pinning them against the wall.

I watch her tits bounce with every roll of my hips.

Her eyes are shut, and her mouth is open. “There,” she gasps. “Oh, God. Don’t stop.”

Pushing myself closer to my release only works her up with me.

I fuck her harder and faster until I can hear nothing but the way my heart races in my ears, how my skin is slapping off hers, how hard she’s breathing, and every gasp, moan, and whimper.

And then my orgasm takes me.

I let out a deep moan as my balls draw up and my cock twitches, shooting my cum inside her tight channel.

I rock back and thrust forward again, the waves of my release washing through every inch of me, making my bones feel like they’re on fire as every nerve ending tingles.

I release another load of cum into her. One final shudder has me stilling inside her.

I release her arms, and she wraps them around my neck.

I lean all my weight into her, my head resting against her shoulder as we slowly let ourselves come down from the best high I’ve ever felt.

She laces her fingers into my hair and I shut my eyes, enjoying her nails raking against my scalp.

Our sweaty bodies are stuck to one another, and her heat and scent are all around me.

I’ve died and gone to heaven, but the longer I stay here, the more the guilt sinks in until that’s all I feel.

I slowly start to pull away, lowering her until her feet are on the floor.

Then, I turn my back to her and pull up my jeans and boxers.

I bend over, grab her clothes from the floor, and hand them to her without facing her.

The damage has been done, but I know if I look at her, it’ll feel like I’ve been punched in the gut.

I fasten my jeans and belt, grabbing my shirt off the floor and pulling it over my head.

I run my hands through my hair, rubbing my eyes.

What the fuck did we just do?

What the fuck are we going to do now?

Pretend it never happened? Never talk about it again?

Dave can never find out.

I lean against the island, resting my elbows on the top as I hold my head in my hands.

“Hey, it’s not that big of a deal,” she says.

My hands fall away as I turn and look at her.

She’s still pulling on her clothes, but I try not to focus on that.

“Not that big of a deal? I just fucked my best friend’s daughter. That’s a pretty big deal, Kaylee.”

My eyes drop to her bare tits. “Fuck, would you put your goddamn clothes on?”

Her eyes double in size as she glares at me. “So, you’re mad at me now?” she asks, brows arching high as she puts on her bra. “This isn’t all my fault, you know. You were there, too. If you didn’t want this to happen, all you had to do was say no.”

“I did say no!” I say a little too loudly.

“I’ve said no since the day I met you. But that never stopped you, did it. You’re just a spoiled brat who’s used to getting everything you want. I told you no, and each time you came after me harder. You seduced me this time, Kaylee. This one is all you.”