Chapter 7
Michael
Ibarely held onto my anger as I drove back to my home with Dina beside me.
I told her. I fucking told her not to go on a date, but she refused to listen. Now, she’d have to suffer the consequences.
“Where are we going?” Dina asked. Her delicate fingers were twisting in nervous energy on her lap.
“Back to my house,” I growled, forcing my focus back on the road.
I’d kept our family home while I rented our house in the city.
I wasn’t sure whether to sell it yet, since Lucy might decide to return to Koby Plains after she graduated from college.
I could also decide to move back to a school closer to home once Lucy finished high school.
We had family here by way of my brother, his wife and my nephew.
It would always be home to us. But now I had a new reason to come back.
Dina.
“How did you know where I was? You didn’t text me to ask.” Her voice was small, and my anger drained a little when I realized how much I’d hurt her.
“My phone died, and I haven’t had a chance to charge it. I went to your mom’s house for a visit, and she told me where you were.”
It wasn’t unusual for me to check in with Claire.
Like me, she was a single parent, so I often did jobs around the house for her that she might not have the capacity to do.
A lot of folks thought we should date, but we’d never once felt anything romantic for each other.
I shuddered to think what would happen if we ever crossed that line. My feelings for Dina felt inevitable.
My visit with Claire this afternoon was far from innocent, though. I’d been looking for Dina and was frustrated she wasn’t at home. When Claire let it slip that Dina was out on a double date, it took everything in me not to tear out of her house and immediately track her down.
Luckily, my nephew, Tyler, had shown up to help Claire with her lawns, although he didn’t seem particularly happy to see me like he usually did. He must be under a lot of stress at college.
I pulled into my driveway, my fingers tight on the wheel.
The tension in the car was palpable. The whole ride over, I wanted to reach across and stroke her thighs.
Lift that short skirt high and touch her pussy.
My heart and mind warred with each other, fighting against my conscience to let her go or to give in to my deepest and darkest desires.
“Get in the house,” I said between gritted teeth. “Straight to my room.”
I’d left the front door unlocked. There was no point in locking up, living in a small town like Koby Plains.
She bit her lip before she hopped out of the car and quickly walked to the house.
I watched as she hesitated at the door, turning back to glance at me.
I couldn’t imagine what she thought when she looked at me—a man possessed and obsessed, eyes wild and jaw clenched.
She rolled her lips in before opening the front door and disappearing inside.
I took several deep breaths as I fought to calm myself.
My mind was already messed up from seeing her out on a date, with boys more appropriate for her than me.
I should’ve left her alone. It was selfish of me to keep pursuing her, to keep dragging her into my lustful desires; to take her to the ultimate heights of pleasure…
only for my conscience to kick in and bail on her.
If I were any type of decent man, I would walk away and let her live her life.
Meet a nice boy her age. Date. Marry. Have kids.
My grip tightened on the steering wheel, knowing what I needed to do.
I went into the house with every intention of ending things. I’d drop her back to her mom’s and drive back to the city. I’d try to forget about her sweet smile, her addictive warmth and her sensual touch.
Those good intentions lasted right up until I walked into my bedroom and stopped dead at the sight of Dina bending over to pick something off the floor. Her ass was high in the air, facing me. Her short skirt rode up her thighs, showing me the bottom of her ass cheeks.
My dick hardened, and I forgot everything I told myself in the car. I stalked towards her, throwing my dead phone onto the bedside table.
“Fuck, Dina,” I groaned. “Don’t fucking move.”
Her breathing increased and her back tensed, but she still obeyed me. She stayed bent down, her arms trembling. I stroked her ass gently, admiring the curve of her cheeks, before lifting her skirt higher and exposing her thong. The material between her ass cheeks left nothing to the imagination.
Slowly, I lowered myself onto my knees behind her. I pressed a kiss to her left ass cheek, my hands stroking up her legs and thighs.
“Say you want this,” I murmured. I didn’t need her response. I could smell her arousal. I could see the wet patch on her panties.
“Please,” she whimpered.
I pulled her panties down, slick with her juices, before spreading her ass cheeks. My mouth watered as her puckered little asshole winked at me.
“Fuck, baby.”
I leaned forward and laved at the hole with the tip of my tongue. She cried out, arching her back and sticking her ass further into my mouth. My fingers rubbed at her pussy, which was dripping with her juices. I smoothed her pussy cream onto her asshole before licking her taste out of her ass.
Her little moans of pleasure had my dick leaking. With one hand, I swiftly unbuttoned my jeans and released my aching cock.
“Do you like my tongue in your ass?” I palmed her cheeks, spreading and releasing them, watching in fascination as they bounced and clapped.
“Yes,” she cried out. “I love it. Your tongue feels so good. Eat me, please.”
“Where?” I asked, spitting directly onto her asshole and pussy. I rubbed my saliva all over her ass and wet hole.
“My pussy, my ass. I don’t care. Just fucking eat me.” Her ass pushed back, and I opened her ass again and buried my face between her cheeks.
She cried out as I licked at her pussy, using her juice and saliva as lubricant on her ass. My tongue burrowed in that tight little hole, sucking out her juices, groaning at her unique taste. My dick was leaking, and I was sure there was a huge wet patch on my white carpet.
I could feel her legs start to shake and knew that a few licks would be the end of her.
I didn’t want her to come just yet, but she needed that release before I stuck my dick in her pussy.
I already knew from the beginning, when my fingers were buried in her pussy, that she was a virgin.
Good. I would be her first and her last.
“I’m coming!” She cried out. Her scream rang out around the room as I continued to lick at her ass and pussy. Juice shot out of her open cunt onto my tongue, and I groaned in pleasure as I licked her up.
Before she had time to recover, I lifted her and placed her on the bed. I ripped off her panties before I yanked up her top. Her little pink nipples peeked out over her bra, and I immediately pinched them.
Her legs were restless against the bed covers, her body already seeking out my touch again.
I leaned over and scraped my tongue around her stiff peaks before I covered them with my lips, sucking hard.
Her fingers dug into my scalp, her little cries growing higher in pitch as I tongued her sweet tits.
I reluctantly pulled back and covered my dick with my hand. I stroked myself as I watched her flushed cheeks and pink mouth. Her eyes were wild as she stared at my cock.
“Fuck, baby. I thought I’d be a good man and let you go. But I can’t. I need you.”
Her legs spread wide, her hands coming up to pull her bra down. Her fingers pinched her nipples. “Please fuck me,” she begged.
I lined up my dick with her pussy, placing my hands under her knees and spreading her wide. “There’s going to be nothing between us, baby. I’m gonna fuck you so deep and good before I bury my cum into you.”
She whimpered, and I felt her pussy cream.
I pressed into her and her breath caught.
“Easy, baby. I got you.”
It took everything not to push roughly inside her and fuck her hard into the mattress. I needed to be gentle. I wanted to give her pleasure. The thought of hurting her was unfathomable.
“Please,” she begged. “Please, go deeper.”
I pressed my forehead to hers. “I don’t want to hurt you, baby.”
“You won’t,” she groaned. “It hurts so good. Please.”
I pushed inside of her, slowly inching forward until I reached that barrier. I wanted to give her time to get used to me, but instead she grabbed my ass and yanked me forward.
“Fuck!” Warm heat surrounded me, and I covered up Dina’s scream with my mouth.
“Fuck, baby. You’re doing such a good job. You’re taking my dick so good.”
My hips started to move, and her body followed my rhythm.
“Oh, I love it! Yes! More…please. Fuck me harder, Michael. I need it.”
Her nails scraped down my back, so with a growl of triumph, I grabbed her legs and held them wide and up before I jerked my dick deep inside her. My hips moved hard and fast as I fucked her like she begged me to.
“Fucking take it. Take my cock like a good fucking girl. Fuck, your cunt feels so tight.”
Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and I watched her perfect tits bounce as I fucked her roughly.
“Yes! Yes! Oh, fuck, I’m coming again!”
“Come, baby. Come all over my dick.”
I felt a tingle in the base of my spine, but I didn’t want to close my eyes.
I watched Dina’s flushed face as her head tipped back and a low, loud moan ripped out of her throat as she came again on my dick.
Her pussy squirted out at me, and I tossed my head back as cum erupted from my cock, soaking deep into her tight little cunt.
She screamed again, and I felt ripples of another small orgasm tear through her body.
My movements slowed before I gently released her legs and covered her lips with mine.
Our tongues tangled together, teasing and languid before we were breathing into each other’s mouths as we came down from our orgasmic high.
A long time later, Dina stirred from a small nap.
I pressed a kiss to her head, breathing in her scent.
Fuck, I loved her. There was no denying that what I felt was more than just lust. I wanted to be with her all the time.
I wanted her to have my last name and a belly full of our children if that’s what she wanted. I couldn’t let her go.
“I told my mom that I was staying the night at a friend’s,” Dina murmured.
I stiffened. “Dina,” I growled. “If you were going to spend the night with that little pipsqueak–”
She slapped my chest. “No, you dick. I texted my mom when I came inside your house. I dropped my phone when you walked in and…well…you know.”
I grinned at her shyness. She hadn’t been so shy when I had my tongue in her ass.
Fuck! That reminded me. “I gotta charge my phone,” I said, lifting my head to make sure it was still on the table and hadn’t been knocked aside during our rough sexual escapade.
I’d been in such a rush to get here that I forgot to plug in my charger as I drove to Koby Plains.
Guilt assailed me when I thought of Lucy and whether she’d tried to contact me.
She was home alone, but she was also eighteen and a good kid.
I felt safe knowing I had a ring camera set up to alert me when anyone came and went.
Still, I reached over and plugged my phone into the charger. The battery charge symbol popped up.
“C’mon,” I said to her. “Let me feed you.