Chapter 7
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Iarrive back at Hailey’s place much later than expected.
And no, it’s not because I was trying to avoid the get together.
I know I’m too old to be partying with third year college kids, but she wants me here.
Putting on smiles and pretending I’m interested in whatever bullshit they’re talking about is the least I can do.
And if our night goes anywhere near the treat, she gave me this afternoon, it’ll be so damn worth it.
My late arrival comes from being stuck at the office and working down the tasks I’ve been neglecting since I started keeping a closer eye on Hailey.
Two weeks went by in the blink of an eye for me, but to those under my employ, it was business as usual.
It’s my first time seeing how much could get done in such a short timeframe.
And how that’s the sort of thing that gets lost on you when you’re stuck in the day to day of it.
Almost makes you wonder if it’s worth it, in the end.
Burning years of your life for someone else when you could be chasing something you’re passionate about instead.
Pulling into the driveway, I’m pleasantly surprised to find it empty. Of course, that doesn’t necessarily mean anything in today’s age. With ride-shares and cell phone ordered taxi services available, you’d be a fool to drink and drive. But when have college kids ever given a shit about safety?
Heading inside, I expect to hear at least a few people talking, but it’s dead quiet inside. No music to set the mood. No jolly voices from new adults who haven’t found their way in the world. Nothing.
Instead of the harsh overhead lights, lit candles are placed along various tables and shelves lining the hallway. Looking down, I spot a trail of dark red roses that almost match the ones she had on her lingerie at the store.
I follow the scattered petals up the stairs and into the hallway. From the instant I saw them lazily scattered on the stairs, I could tell where they were leading.
Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner, sounds off in my head when I reach the end of Hailey’s trail.
It stops in front of her bedroom door. It’s closed now, but through the cracks I can see the familiar glow of candle light waiting behind it.
Everything about this is a way to build the suspense, but it’s not necessary.
I’m crawling out of my skin at the thought of having her, being her first, let alone wanting to stay in these clothes.
I grab the handle, suck in a long, deep breath, and open the door.
Hailey’s lying lazily on the bed, in a sheer white robe with the front open.
She’s using one arm to prop her head up, while the other is between her legs, gently grazing her moist flesh.
The lace underwear we bought at the store is discarded into a small heap at the foot of the bed.
Something tells me she wanted to wear it, but after some consideration decided it would just be a distraction.
She looks at me the way she did in the fitting room. Parted lips and rosy cheeks, but this time I know her secret. None of her shyness is from lack of want, it’s from fear of inexperience.
“You came,” she whispers, nibbling her lip in anticipation.
“Said I would, didn’t I?” My voice comes out rougher than I intend. But can you blame me, when this magnificent creature is sprawled out naked on the bed? “It’s a pity your friends had to cancel.”
She crinkles her nose and giggles. “Their loss, our benefit.”
I enter and shut the door behind me. Can’t say why, seeing as the house is empty. Maybe, deep down, it’s out of shame towards my friend, and confidant. I’m about to defile his daughter. Then again, even if he were still here, Hailey and I would still have gotten here anyway.
Of this, I’m certain.
Hailey gets onto her knees and gives me a hug and a kiss to say hello.
“They were never coming anyway,” she says, “I just needed an actual reason to get you here.”
“Telling me a time would’ve been enough.” I hook my fingers into her robe, and flick the material off. It pools around her knees, and she stares into my eyes as my hands find their way over her naked body. “Hell, I wouldn’t have left earlier if I knew it would just be the two of us.”
“Yeah, but then I wouldn’t have had all this time to prepare for our night together,” her attention moves over to the candles. “It might be my first time, but I want it to be special for you too.”
Fuck. The more she says and does, the deeper I fall for her. It should be me laying the foundation to her perfect night, not the other way around. Then again, when we concluded our escapades in the fitting room, I didn’t expect this to happen so soon.
“And it’s going to be. You’ve made sure of it.” I brush my lips over her brow, and take a step back to drink in the view. I could look at her like this forever.
Could. Wrong word.
After tonight, I’m going to see her like this forever. The only difference is, she’s going to be mine.
“Will you give it to me, Daddy?” she asks. Her hand moves down the front of my shirt, stroking my manhood through my jeans.
Her question plus the touch nearly topples me over. Shouldn’t come as a surprise since I’ve spent the last two weeks sporting the world’s most uncomfortable erection. That’s not even counting the months of build up and internal torment I put myself through over her.
To be here now, seconds away from having my dreams come true, I must be the luckiest man alive.
“Or are you going to make me beg?” Hailey adds, fluttering her eyelashes at me.
Whatever restraint I had left burns away. I grab her behind the neck and pull her closer for a kiss. Our mouths meet and she melts into me. Her erect, pointy nipples stab into my torso, sending shivers up my spine.
Holding her with one hand, I let the free one wander teasingly up her side. Rough fingertips tickling her innocent, delicate skin. She releases a choked gasp into my mouth when I cup her breast. A shiver rolls through her body, and she digs her hands into my chest to find stability.
I like to think eagerness is getting the better of her. Making her lightheaded and loopy in excitement for what’s to come.
Our lip’s part and I whisper. “Making you beg sure sounds like fun. But Daddy needs this as much as you do, Kitten.”
“Then do it.” She says with finality. She’s made up her mind, knows what she wants and refuses to back down from it.
Great timing, too, because it’s becoming impossible to control myself. We’re so far beyond reason now, there’s no use in pretending otherwise.
This decision is made. It’s happening. Any thoughts to the contrary are foolish.
I should’ve buried the part of me that felt wrong about taking Hailey as my own this afternoon.
The second my tongue got a taste of her; there was no going back for either of us.
She became mine then and there, if she knew it or not.
And in the same way, I became hers.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Where are you drifting off to?” Hailey asks, easing forward on her knees. She undoes my belt and pulls it through each loop deliberately slow. “Don’t you know there’s important business at hand?”
“Oh, nowhere,” I snap out of the daze. Didn’t realize I drifted off at all. “Just thinking about what I’m going to do to you.”
“Good.” She drops my belt off the bed and starts fiddling my jean’s button. I kick my shoes off and watch her work. Every muscle in my body starts to tense up, realizing just how close we are to the main event. “And this time you’re going to let me touch it, right?”
She looks up at me and winks. Something tells me I don’t actually have a say in if she does or doesn’t. When my button’s loose and the zip’s down, Hailey hooks her thumbs into my underpants and yanks both them and the jeans down in one go.
My cock springs free right in front of her eyes, and if she was an inch closer, it would have hit her right in the mouth. She gawks at it for a long second, wide-eyed and trembling. Eventually her face settles in an overeager grin, and her fingers brush over the throbbing meat in front of her.
“Ah, fuck,” I groan instantly. This says way too much about how I’ve tortured myself waiting for her.
“Her cool touch on my scorching flesh nearly floors me. She’s barely touching me and I’m already a mess.
Totally worth it when the payout is her virgin pussy.
“It’s so hard,” she says, wrapping a fist around my erection and squeezing ever so gently. “So big. Is it even going to fit inside me?”
“It will, Baby.”
“Okay, good. But I saw something I want to try first,” she says, “Will you let me?”
I look down at her and nod. It’s a night of firsts, and she can do as many as she damn well pleases.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
She starts moving her hand, stroking the length of my erection. Her gaze snaps from my cock, to my eyes and back again. Each look is a little more puzzled than the last, as if there’s a question on the tip of her tongue, she just doesn’t know how to ask it.
I don’t interrupt her. Don’t see any need to while she plays with me. In my eyes, she’s doing the right thing. Getting accustomed to the dick that’s going to shatter her world …
In more ways than one.
She moves forward again, tugging harder this time to make me move closer.
I take a step forward, nearly collapsing on top of her, but manage to steady myself in the nick of time.
Hailey opens her mouth, and starting at the tip, leaves a long trail of spit down the length.
She strokes slower, making sure that each one spreads her self-produced lubricant over my shaft.
Testing it, she squeezes down again before her hand glides up and down the length without friction. I run my hands through her hair and latch onto her head, moaning loudly into the otherwise quiet room. She snickers at my response, peering up at me from beneath her lashes.
“Am I doing it right?” She doesn’t slow down, but I suppose the sounds leaving my mouth are answer enough.