Chapter Six
Miles
I wake to the sounds of guys laughing outside my door. As soon as I realize it’s Caleb and that friend Jake of his, I stiffen. Olivia sleeps soundly draped across my chest. Carefully, I drag the sheets up the bed to cover her up in case they decide to pop in.
Last night was beyond fucking amazing.
This girl took cock like a champ. She’d begged for me to do all this shit to her. Shit I’d been chomping at the bit to do. I close my eyes as I recall how tight her perfect cunt had been. I’d nearly come the moment I pushed inside her. The women I usually share my bed with are experienced and older. I can’t even remember the last time I had pussy this good.
And then, later after our shower, she put those plump lips to good use and sucked my cock like she’d been practicing all her life. That surprised me. I hadn’t expected to blow my load so suddenly down her accepting throat.
Why the fuck Caleb would let this pretty little thing go is beyond me.
I mean, I get it, he was never into her in the first place. But I still have a hard time understanding how someone could use Olivia and then let her go. She’s perfect.
Owning a sex club, you become open to lots of things. Homosexuality is one of those things. I’m not upset my son found what makes him happy. What I am upset about is the fact that he’s been stringing Oliva along as a cover. That’s exactly what she is. A goddamned cover so the kids from his school don’t know he’s into guys. I wish he’d man up and own that shit. I also wonder if he’ll man up and tell her about cheating on her with Jake.
As if my thoughts are heard, my bedroom door creaks open.
“Oh, crap,” Caleb murmurs upon seeing the lump under the covers. “Didn’t know you had a chick over.”
“It’s fine,” I grumble. “What’s up?”
“There are still a ton of people here that stayed over last night. Jake and I are going to go grab donuts for everyone. Want anything?” he asks. My son is smiling and it reaches his eyes. He’s happy. Normally, that would make me happy too. I just hate that it’s at Olivia’s expense.
“Coffee. I need coffee.”
He gives me a nod and a wave before closing the door. Once their voices can no longer be heard, Olivia speaks.
“He didn’t know it was me,” she whispers, her hot breath tickling my chest.
“What are you going to do?”
She sits up and the sheets fall away. Her brown hair is messy and she looks cute as fuck all sleepy-eyed. My gaze drops to her gorgeous tits for a lingering moment.
“I want him to confess,” she murmurs, her throat bobbing as she swallows.
I scrub my palm across my face. “And what if he doesn’t?” I doubt he will either. He’s all for this charade they have going on. It protects him. I get it. But it still doesn’t mean it’s fair.
“Then we’ll keep playing this game.” She purses her lips and her nostrils flare with anger.
“He’s going to flip his shit when he finds out we fucked.” I wince just thinking about seeing the look of betrayal on his face.
“Fucking.” She lifts her chin and straddles my waist. “He’s going to flip his shit when he finds out we’re fucking.”
My dick throbs to life at her words. This young little vixen takes control as she grabs my cock and eases her body down over it. Her pussy is dry and resistant. I’ll fix that right the fuck up. Reaching between her parted thighs, I massage her clit with my thumb. She bites on her lip as she stares at me.
“That’s it, baby,” I encourage. “Get that pussy nice and wet for me.”
Her hips start to rock against my thumb, meeting the movements eagerly. My dick is barely inside her but each time she rolls her hips, I feel her sliding further down my length.
“Feels good,” she breathes, her palms finding her breasts. I’m fixated on the way she touches herself—the way her thumbs run over her nipples, hardening them instantly.
She wriggles just enough that she fully seats herself on my dick. I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding to drive away the need to blow my load right away. This careless girl is on my dick bare and goddamn does it feel good. But she’s being stupid. She knows nothing about me.
“Did your daddy never teach you about safe sex?” I question, my voice hard.
Her brows scrunch together and her lashes bat rapidly against her cheeks. “Huh?”
“You’re on my cock bare, baby.”
“I’ve only ever been with Caleb and he wore a condom,” she says primly.
I pinch her clit, causing her to yelp. My free hand digs into her hips so I can guide her movements. “But what about me? You know nothing about me.”
She parts her mouth and stills. “Oh.”
I give her a tender smile. “I’m clean. I don’t fuck without a condom. At least not until today,” I grunt. “Are you on the pill?”
She nods her head. “I am but sometimes I forget to take them.”
Pinching her clit again, I level her with a hard glare. “Remember to take them. I’ll fuck you just like this but remember to take the damn pills.”
Her eyes close and she nods rapidly. I groan when her thighs start shaking as her orgasm nears. Until I make sure she takes the pills, I should pull out and jizz all over her belly. But, fuck, she feels good.
“Yes,” she murmurs as she leans forward, her fingernails clawing at my chest. “Yes.”
I buck my hips up brutally while taking care of her clit until she’s screaming my name. Hearing my name on this young thing’s lips has me spurting my release inside her without warning. My cock throbs as I drain the rest of my climax into her.
God that was hot.
I could fuck this girl every day.
She’s so innocent and trusting.
* * *
“I should go before he gets back,” she says, sadness leaking into her voice.
Sliding my arms around her, I hug her to me until our chests are pressed together tight. I stroke her messy brown hair until she relaxes fully. My come leaks out of her body, drenching me in the process.
The last woman I came in was my wife.
“I’ll call you later, damsel,” I assure her. “I’m not done with you yet.”
She lifts up and beams at me. This girl is a fucking knockout but when she smiles, she’s unlike any beauty I’ve ever seen.
“Then you’ll show me more?”
Truth be told, I don’t think she can handle my kinky ass. But I placate her and nod. “Lots more.”
“Will you be at the track meet on Sunday?” she asks as she slowly lifts her body off mine. My flaccid cock flops against my lower belly, making a wet obscene sound.
“I’d planned on it. Caleb is going to be running in several events.”
She strides toward the bathroom and I get a great view of her tight, rounded ass. Her long brown hair hangs halfway down her pale back, creating a stark contrast. I feel like a goddamned old man robbing the cradle.
I never claimed to be a saint though.
I’m a motherfucking villain.
* * *
“I fucked up, Drew.” Sweat is pouring down my face.
I drop the weights to the mat and grunt. He stops doing a curl and watching his fucking bicep like it’s going to grow before his very eyes to regard me with a lifted brow. “How?” Running my fingers through my sweaty hair, I shrug in frustration. “I fucked Olivia last night. Let her suck my dick too. Then this morning she rode me like it was her job.”
He gapes at me. “Little Olivia? As in Caleb’s girlfriend?” He doesn’t hide his disappointment, which grates on my nerves. Drew is a good guy. He’s not a fucking monster like I am.
“She caught him with someone else,” I grumble. I’m not divulging Caleb’s secrets. That’s his story to tell. “Came to me distraught as hell.”
“So you comforted her by putting your dick inside her?” he demands, a slight edge to his voice. “She’s a teenager, man.”
“Eighteen,” I correct. “I know. I told you I fucked up. When I had her in my arms, I didn’t think about the consequences. I just went with it.”
He stands and swipes the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. “You know you have to end it, right? If he cheated on her or not won’t matter once he finds out his dad is fucking his girlfriend.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose and sigh. “That’s what’s fucked up. Olivia wants to wait him out. She wants him to confess.”
“And in the meantime, you guys are just going to fuck with him in the other room?” he demands, his voice rising.
“No,” I grunt. “Shit. I don’t know.”
“End it,” he says firmly. “You have to end this before it gets messy. Teenage girls are complicated. Way too complicated for your simple ass.”
I cross my arms over my chest and level him with a glare. “I fucked her bare.”
“You what?” he roars, his head darting around the gym making sure nobody heard.
“It’s fine,” I argue, my teeth gritting together. “It won’t happen again.”
“Look,” he huffs. “I can’t tell you what to do because you’re a grown-ass man. But dude, this girl is going to destroy your world if you’re not careful. She comes with too much baggage. Are you willing to sacrifice your relationship with Caleb to poke his big-titted girlfriend?”
I shove him away from me. “Don’t talk about her like that.”
He shakes his head. “Don’t talk about what? The fact that you’re risking everything by getting your dick wet in some teenage skank?”
This time, I shove him so hard he lands with a thud on the mat. “Don’t fucking disrespect her like that or I’ll put my fist through your goddamned nose.”
He shakes his head and bounces to his feet. “You’re losing it. One night with the girl and you’ve lost your damn mind. When this all blows up in your face, I’ll be the first to tell you I told you so.” He stalks away toward the locker room, leaving me to feel like a big asshole for shoving my best friend.
Drew’s right.
I’m losing my fucking mind over her.
This can’t be good. Last woman to captivate me this hard right off the bat was Leigh. Look how that turned out. With a sigh of frustration, I trot toward the locker room for a shower and an apology ready on my tongue.
I have to get control over myself or I’m going to fuck my life up somehow.
Caleb is my son and he’s the only thing that matters.
So why do I have a hard time convincing myself of that?
Green eyes. Plump lips. Huge tits. Legs for days.
Jesus, Olivia, why do you have to be so fucking perfect?