Chapter 3
Parker
This was a mistake. This was a big fucking mistake. When I walked up the stairs and saw that kid flirting with her, something tightened in my gut. Something that felt a little too close to jealousy.
I might have been able to write it off as being overprotective, but then that Dan kid had to go and call me her father. I got a little too much satisfaction when his eyes widened and he thought that my relationship with Lucy might be sexual.
Then there was that whole bed situation. When Lucy told me that I was sitting on her bed, my dick perked up a little too fast.
“Why are you shaking your head?” Lucy asks as I drive into downtown Palo Alto.
“I just can’t believe you’re going to college. I guess I didn’t really figure you’d grow up so fast.”
“It’s been two years, and I was pretty grown up when you moved away.”
“I don’t think you would have had the guts to threaten to live in the dorms or do whatever the hell you wanted back then.”
“I wasn’t eighteen back then. I didn’t have a whole lot of choice.”
I sigh. “I’m sorry about that. I tried to get your mom to loosen up a little.”
“I know you did, you and Dad both.”
I turn and look at her before casting my gaze back to the road. “How is he handling your mom’s controlling nature?”
“Not good,” she mumbles.
“But you’re spreading your wings. You’re going to try pot and party with guys and do all the things a young woman does in college.”
When a laugh bursts from Lucy, I smile in response. “What’s so funny?”
“It’s just that I never really thought of you as old until you called me a young woman.”
“That’s what you are,” he says.
“I thought when you turned eighteen, you became a woman.”
I shrug. “There are a lot of different things that pull together to turn a girl into a woman.”
Lucy’s shoulders slump. “Yeah, well, that hasn’t happened yet. Thanks, Mom.”
I choke on my own spit. There’s that hint that she’s still a virgin. In all honesty, I’m not surprised. Hell, I wouldn’t have been surprised if Marion bought one of those house arrest ankle bracelets and put it on Lucy.
Lucy is gorgeous, so I know that guys must have been sniffing around.
As we pull up to a stoplight, I glance over at her.
Her teeth are abusing her full lower lip.
Her cheeks are a healthy pink. Is she embarrassed about what she just admitted?
From my vantage point, I can see down her dress far enough that I know she’s wearing a bra the same color as her skin and that it’s lacy.
Fuck.
I need to get my mind out of the gutter. Lucy’s my friend’s daughter. My dick keeps reminding me that we’re not connected in any way that matters.
“I’m sorry your mom holds you so tight,” I say.
“I know she loves me, but,” she sighs. “When you were packing up to move, I seriously considered asking you to take me with you.”
“How would that have worked? A thirty-year-old man takes his friend’s sixteen-year-old when he moves to California?”
“I said I considered it. I knew it wasn’t really possible. But you stood up to her more than Dad did.
“And yet, I might have been just as opposed to you dating as your mom was. I might not be your father, but I still want to protect you from assholes like your neighbor.”
“I pictured you more as a daddy than a father,” she mumbles.
When she says the word ‘daddy,’ I swerve the car. All the blood has left my head and fallen to my lap, leaving me a little lightheaded.
“I didn’t mean to freak you out,” Lucy says.
I clear my throat, but it still sounds like I’ve swallowed gravel when I speak. “You didn’t freak me out.”
“Yes, I did. Don’t worry, it was just a childish fantasy.”
I grip the steering wheel so tightly that I’m worried it will disintegrate in my hands. I pull into the parking structure off University Avenue and take the first open spot I see. When I turn the car off, I have to take two deep breaths before turning to Lucy.
“What does that mean? What was a childish fantasy?”
She shakes her head, refusing to elaborate.
I unbuckle my seatbelt and turn fully toward her, but she won’t look at me. I reach across the console and unbuckle her seatbelt as well. Lucy pulls in a sharp breath when I touch her hip and thigh. My fingers tingle from the connection.
What the hell is going on here? I shake off that thought and concentrate on Lucy’s embarrassment. I place my hand on her shoulder and turn her toward me.
“Lucy, what was a childish fantasy?”
“This wasn’t a good idea. Nerves apparently make me too honest.”
She pulls out of my grip and opens the car door. I’m out and around the back in a flash, boxing her into the crevice between her open door and the car.
“Talk to me, Lucy. I’m not your mom.”
“I know that!” she practically shouts. “I know you’re not anything to me and that you’re just here as a favor to my mom, but somehow I thought I could tempt you.” She shakes her head. “Can you just take me back home?”
She turns to get back into the car, but I wrap my fingers around her biceps, stopping her. The feel of her bare skin under my palm is soft and warm. I wonder what she feels like underneath this dress. And I’m realizing that she might just want me to find out.
“Tempt me to do what?” I ask.
Again, she shakes her head.
I cup her cheek with my free hand and lift her face until she looks at me before I repeat myself. “Tempt me to do what?”
She looks at me for a long moment with longing in her eyes before she squeezes them shut and growls in frustration. She keeps her eyes closed while she makes her admission.
“To kiss me, to fuck me. To do whatever you wanted to me, really. And to let me call you Daddy while you do it.”
My grip on both her arm and her cheek tighten, causing her to open her eyes and look up at me. I don’t know what she sees on my face, but I see hope in hers as I give up the fight. I lean down and crash our mouths together.
I take a small step forward, pressing her back against the car and pressing my chest to hers. I think about the peek I had of her lacy bra and wonder if her panties match. She tasted like mint and something that’s indefinably Lucy.
The softness of her body, her breasts and her thighs cushion me as I take another small step forward. This time, I slide my hand down the back of her thigh and lift it, wrapping it around my waist.
Lucy makes a surprised grunt when another part of her softness cushions the steel rod that’s trying to bust out of my pants. When my erection meets perfectly with the apex of her thighs, she becomes a flurry of motion. Her arms wrap around me and hold me tight, so does her other leg.
My hands move to cup her round ass and support her as she makes some kind of move with her hips that has her rhythmically pressing against my dick. I groan into her mouth. She moans in response.
If she doesn’t stop her little ministrations, I’m going to come in my pants. Desperate little whines try to escape from her, but I swallow them down, greedy for her need. It’s never been like this with anyone before. She’s so responsive.
I press her harder against the car as one of my hands leaves her ass to tug down the strap of her dress. In my haste, I’ve also tugged the strap of her bra down, and I’ve done it so hard that I’ve bared her round tit to the cool air.
I pull back to look at her. Her eyelids are lowered, her breast bared to me. Her hips still shift desperately against me.
“Please,” she whispers. “Please don’t stop, Daddy.”
My reaction to that last word makes her eyes widen in surprise. Then she gives me a shy but satisfied smile. My hips jerked forward and my hand squeezed her ass cheek when she called me Daddy.
“Beg me again, Lucy. Beg your daddy to make you come, to fuck you.”
Her head lolls back as she moans at my words. I take the opportunity to swoop down and taste her. I pull her nipples into my mouth, sucking hard on the tight little bud. Then I clamp it between my teeth and tug.
Lucy gasps, she moans, she shudders. Her hips rut and rut against me, and I’m pressed so tightly against her that I can feel the pulse of her orgasm. I feel the muscles of her ass clench and release.
“So fucking sexy,” I whisper.
She might have had hers, but my body is coiled too tight. I lift her skirt to see that her panties do match her bra. But it’s only a side note to the fact that they’re fucking sheer and I can see that her pussy is completely bare.
“You have got to be the hottest fucking virgin on the planet,” I whisper as I fumble with my zipper.
I’m not going to pop her cherry in a garage. I repeat those words to myself over and over as I finally get my dick out. I just want a taste, just a little taste of what it’s going to feel like.
Lucy doesn’t stiffen when she feels me tug her panties aside and flex my hips forward. In fact, while I groan in pleasure at the feeling of her wet seam gliding along the underside of my shaft, she moans out a long, “yes, Daddy.”
That’s all it takes. Both my hands clap onto her ass, holding her still while my hips pump fast and hard. The sensitive underside of my cock spreads the slick lips of her pussy. I’m thrusting faster, as fast as I can, pressing into her hard to get the friction I need.
“Oh my God,” Lucy gasps when my tip flicks her clit.
Her hands tighten on my shoulders, her fingers digging into my skin even through my shirt. My balls start to draw up, fire lighting at the base of my cock.
“Please,” she begs. “Don’t stop.”
“Don’t forget who you’re talking to,” I pant.
Lucy pulls me forward enough to bury her face in my neck. “Daddy,” she whispers. “Daddy. I want you inside me, Daddy. I want you to come inside me, Daddy.”
A growl rips from inside me at her words. My ass tightens, my toes curl, and fire brands its way up my shaft as my back pulls into an arch. She calls me Daddy over and over as I spurt and pulse against her bare pussy.
It takes me a minute to come down from such a high, but when I do, it’s to hear a car door slam. I remember where we are, and who I’m with. I don’t regret what just happened, but when I pull Lucy’s dress up, the betrayal in her eyes says she thinks I do. To disabuse her of this, I lean close.
“No one else gets to see what’s mine. Isn’t that right, Lucy?” When she doesn’t answer, I continue. “These sweet little titties, they’re Daddy’s. So is this untouched pussy. It’s Daddy’s, isn’t it Lucy?”
She swallows.
My dick gives one last spurt in response to her pussy pulsing around him so hard. She wants it. She wants me. And I’m going to fuck her so hard, make her come so hard, that she’s going to scream for me.
“Yes, Daddy.”