Chapter 4
Lucy
I just got everything I ever wanted up against Daddy’s car in a parking garage.
Well, almost everything. He didn’t actually fuck me, but that orgasm was so far beyond anything I’ve ever given myself.
All I can hope is that he doesn’t regret it when daylight shines on the fact that he’s Dad’s friend.
He takes me to a local farm-to-table restaurant where they slide the front windows open so the whole dining area seems outdoors. We sit just inside the threshold, watching people move up and down the street at a slow pace.
“Do you live far from here?” I ask.
“Not too far. Technically, I live in Menlo Park, but on the Peninsula, one city just runs into another. You can’t tell the boundaries.” He tilts his head. “Do you want me to show you my place, Lucy?”
“Yes, please. If you don’t have to be back at work right away.”
He shrugs. “I’m working for a start-up right now, so I do most of my work from home. Technically, I’m not getting paid unless you count the stock I have in a company that doesn’t exist yet.”
“How can you live without getting paid?”
“I’m not worried about money. I’ve made plenty of money.”
“You just said you’re not making any money.”
He rolls his eyes but huffs out a laugh. “Then I said that I have enough that I can easily spend a few years working for start-ups until something pans out.”
“Okay, then I’d love to see your house.”
We pack up our leftovers and head back to the car, stopping only for me to get an ice cream cone. As Daddy drives us out of the parking structure, he shakes his head.
“You licking an ice cream cone should be illegal, especially while I’m driving.”
I can’t wipe the smile off my face all the way to his condo. When he pulls up to what looks like a little cottage-style house, I look around.
“This is a condo? I always pictured a condo as more of an apartment.”
“I think it has more to do with the Homeowners Association than the actual style of building. I bought this place because I don’t have to mow a lawn, but I also don’t have anyone above or below me.
I do share one common wall with the neighbor, but it’s the wall where my office is.
I’m only in there during the day, and the walls are thick, so it’s like having my own house without the astronomical price tag of buying a freestanding home in Menlo Park. ”
I could probably fit five of my studio apartments into his condo. His backyard is basically just a patio, but it’s completely private, which is nice.
“My office is down there.” He points to one end of the hall as he takes my hand and pulls me in the other direction. “But my bed’s in here. That’s what you wanted so see, wasn’t it?”
“I was hoping to do more than look at your bed.”
“After watching you lick that ice cream cone all the way here, I need to cool down or I might be too rough your first time.”
“What if I like the idea of you taking me rough — anytime, Daddy?”
As soon as we cross the threshold into his bedroom, he pulls me into his arms and presses his mouth to mine. He walks me backward while he kisses me, pulling back only long enough to tug my dress over my head.
I feel light as excitement bubbles in my stomach. He’s going to fuck me. I’ve been spinning fantasies about this moment basically from the moment I met him. I never fantasized about calling someone Daddy until Parker.
“Can you still feel me?” he asks. “Can you still feel my cum inside your panties?”
I shudder at his dirty words even as I nod. My panties are still damp from him. Then his fingers slip under the waistband of my panties. I spread my legs, giving him as much room as I can.
When I look up, it’s to find him watching me. His eyes move over me with such hunger that it makes me a little dizzy. I reach behind my back and unhook my bra. When it flutters to the floor, Daddy pushes me back until I fall on the bed. He slips my panties off my legs and tosses them aside.
“Spread your legs, Lucy. Show Daddy that sweet little pussy.”
I do as I’m told, opening myself to his gaze.
His eyes stay between my legs as he quickly undresses.
I watch as he reveals himself, inch by inch.
His body is slim with just the right amount of muscle.
My eyes eat him up until he pushes down his pants and underwear in one go.
While he kicks them off, my mind starts to spin.
He’s big, his erection long and thick and so dark and blood-rich that it almost appears purple. I have a vibrator, but it’s nowhere near as big as he is. His cock bounces as he moves one knee, then the other, onto the mattress.
When he settles between my thighs, I enjoy the warmth of his skin against mine, but my body is tense. Daddy nuzzles my cheek.
“Are you nervous, Lucy? Is it too soon?”
“No,” I say without hesitation. “You’re just bigger than I expected.”
“I can’t promise no pain, but I will promise to make you feel good. I won’t come until you do.”
“Will you come inside me?”
“Lucy,” he groans. “You can’t say shit like that and then expect me to go slow.”
“I don’t want you to go slow. I’ve dreamed about you fucking me, really fucking me until?—”
I’m cut off by his mouth and tongue as he kisses me. He tastes every part of my mouth as his fingers circle my clit. His touch relaxes me immediately. I start to lift my hips to meet his fingers.
Then, before I can even register what’s happening, he thrusts inside me. I arch my neck, pulling away from the kiss to groan with the burning stretch inside me. It stings, but it’s not as bad as I feared.
“Don’t stop,” I tell him.
He doesn’t. His pace is hard and fast, just like I imagined. “So fucking good,” he whispers. “Lucy. I’m not going to last long. Oh, yeah. You like that? Squeeze me, just like that.”
More dirty words spill from his mouth as he coasts his fingertips over my clit at a quick pace matching his hips.
The next time I try to assess my pain, I realize that it’s gone.
He’s effectively distracted me and now all I feel is the overwhelming sensation of friction, his chest hair rubbing over my sensitive nipples, his fingers flicking my clit, his cock moving against the delicate flesh inside me.
When my toes curl and my thigh muscles seize, I realize that I’m not going to last long either. I wrap my arms around Daddy’s back, pulling him closer, causing even more friction between his chest and my breasts.
“Daddy, please, I’m so close. I need you to come inside me.”
“Lucy, I shouldn’t. I know you’re not on birth control. As much as I want to come inside you, I shouldn’t.”
“I want to feel it, Daddy? I want to feel Daddy’s cum inside me.”
“Fuck,” he shouts, thrusting in one last time so hard that he hits a spot inside me that sends me over the edge.
We shudder against each other, shaking, trembling. I feel him jerk inside me as the warmth of his ejaculate spreads.
When our bodies calm, he collapses on top of me and whispers, “Daddy’s sweet little slut.”
“Only for you.”
“Fucking straight only for me. No one touches what’s mine. And make no mistake, Lucy, you’re mine now.”
“That’s all I’ve ever wanted to be.”
“I like having my cum inside you. If you get pregnant, your mother’s going to kill me.”
“I don’t care about what Mom thinks. What do you think?”
He pulls back with a smile. “Well, once you’re pregnant, it would no longer be a worry, so I’d just fuck you even more.”
Sounds like a plan to me. I think with a smile.