- Chapter 9
They had both been so exhausted. The sleep that came was necessary for them both. Harrison had flown all the way to Boston and back without getting any of his work done because he had left some important papers at his house. Liz had experienced one of the longest days of her life.
As the sun started to rise, Liz rolled over and placed her head on Harrison’s chest. She was still asleep, but Harrison had woken up already. Getting four hours of sleep was plenty for him. He just didn’t need more than that.
Watching Liz sleep Harrison thought about waking her, but he just couldn’t do it. She looked so broken. So tired. She looked like she could sleep for the entire day and still wake up tire.
Her porcelain skin was bruised with dark purple all along her face. Her cut was starting to heal but was crusted over with dried blood. He decided just to lay there with her for awhile longer and ended up drifting back to sleep for a little bit.
When Liz awoke, she looked down to see her head was on Harrison’s chest. Oh yes, she thought to herself. That did happen.
She let her hand start exploring under the sheet. Slowly moving down to feel his cock. Oh god yes! Liz couldn’t help but lift the sheet up a little and take a peak.
With that quick peak, she was suddenly awake. Every ache and pain in her body starting to disappear. She wanted to feel his hard cock inside of her. After what he could do with his tongue last night, she knew this would be even better.
She let her hand move gently up and down his shaft. Feeling him start to harden under her hand. Lifting her head she turned to look at him.
Harrison was laying there, wide awake and looking at her.
Liz burst into laughter.
“Not very often that a girl laughs while holding my cock in her hand.” Harrison joked.
Then he swiped her up and placed her on top of him. His cock pressing against her, but not inside of her. Yet.
“Oh.” Liz let out as he manhandled her.
She leaned down and kissed him. While his hands moved to her ass and held her against his cock. He began to gently sliding her back and forth. Liz could feel how hard he was. She wanted to feel him inside of her, but Harrison was holding her so she could not lift her hips up.
He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a random condom from his drawer.
Liz let her lips leave his and moved to his neck. Gently kissing down one side, and then moving over to the other side.
“How are you feeling,” Harrison asked as Liz kept kissing his neck.
“I feel good. Very good.” Liz said.
Harrison let one of his hands move around to her clit, and he began massaging it. His fingers were dipping down to explore all of her, and then coming back up to put pressure on her most erotic zone.
“And your head? It is ok?” He asked as he continued moving his fingers around working her body up with excitement in anticipation for sliding inside of her.
“Um. Yes. It is good.” Liz responded as her body starts getting wet with excitement for him.
“How is your head?” Liz can’t help but ask as she reached down and grabbed a hold of his cock.
Her hand enjoyed the feeling of his hard girth. She rips the condom open and slides it onto him. Then glides him into her as Harrison let’s go of her hips for a brief moment. His body incapable of resisting.
They begin moving together. Harrison was again holding onto Liz’s hips as he thrusts slowly into her. Liz with her hands on his chest letting her body rock in rhythm with Harrison. The moment if filled with passion and their eyes don’t turn away from each other at all.
Liz could feel a sense of comfort that she had never felt before with Harrison. Before she always looked at just his outward appearance, never looking at who he was. But at that moment Liz could feel all of him. With each thrust she could feel his passion, his conviction, he power.
Sweat began rolling off of both of them. Their bodies were relishing the moment. Liz can’t help but let out moans of delight as the thrusts get harder. She feels her body starting to rumble again as Harrison is holding her tightly.
Her hips start grinding against him as they move up and down.
“Cum for me,” Harrison said as he held her hips tight.
Liz is about to do exactly that as her body begins to tighten...
“Liz. Liz are you here?” Bella hollered from the entry way.
Instantly both Liz and Harrison stop moving. They are brought back to the reality of the moment. Harrison is having sex with his daughter’s friend.
“Shit” He lets the word out before he even realizes it, as they both start scrambling to find clothes.
Harrison was able to grab some clothing from his dresser while Liz is left unable to get anything but her shorts on. Her shirt was thrown across the living room in the heat of passion the night before.
“Shit. Shit. Shit.” Harrison continued.
“Liz. Are you awake?” Bella continued yelling from the kitchen. “I’m going to make you something to eat.” She said as she started looking through the cabinets.
“I’m going out there. Try to make it to Bella’s room.” Harrison grabbed Liz and planted one last intense kiss on her. Then headed straight for the kitchen.
“Well, you won’t find any food in there.” He said as he greeted his daughter and turned to stand on the other side of her so her back would be to the hallway.
“Daddy! What are you doing here?” Bella said in surprise.
“Well, I was in Boston and forgot some important documents, so I had to come home. I got in late last night.” Harrison continued to distract Bella as Liz snuck out of the bedroom and down the hall to Bella’s room.
When she arrived in Bella’s room, Liz rummaged through her closet and found a shirt that would fit. Liz was much better endowed in the bust area, so it was hard to find something of Bella’s that would actually fit her.
Liz could hear Bella and her Dad talking about what had happened to Liz.
“I’m pretty sure her boyfriend hit her,” Bell said with concern. “She said it was an accident and a picture fell. But he is a real jerk. I bet he did it.” Bella continued with her version of the story.
“When I got here Liz was asleep. She did wake up and tell me what happened. She says she is ok.” Harrison said as he reached for some instant oatmeal to put in the microwave.
“She always says things are fine. That’s just how she is. Did you see her face! She is not fine.”
“Ok, honey. We can talk to Liz about it over breakfast.” Harrison was just relieved that Liz had made it into Bella’s room safely without being caught.
“I’m going to go check on her.” Bella made her way down the hall to her room and knocked.
Liz opened the door and pretended to be half asleep. Her hair was certainly messed up like she had been sleeping.
“Oh, Man! Look at your face!” Bella said as she came in the room, and the two girls stood at the mirror looking at Liz’s face.
“Oh, I wasn’t that great looking before this.” Liz joked. But all the while gently putting her fingers up to her face so she could feel what the swelling felt like and how deep the cut was.
“Liz. It looks horrible. You should go to the doctor.” Bella said, just like her father had said only a couple hours earlier.
Liz couldn’t help but laugh. If only Bella had known just how good Liz was feeling at that moment. She certainly didn’t need to go to the hospital. What Liz did need was to get back into bed with Harrison.
Liz couldn’t help but think that his cock needed it to be inside her again, very soon. She stood there looking at Bella and half smiling as the thought of Harrison’s hands on her body distracted her from the moment.
Her thoughts wondered to his tongue on her, his hands on her. The feeling of his cock sliding inside of her. It was certainly nothing Liz could have ever planned, but now that it had happened; she wanted it to happen again and again. His body just fit so well with her. Their passion, their chemistry, it mixed into a perfect combination.
“I’m fine. Let’s go eat something. I’m starving.” Liz said and headed out of the room. As she walked to the kitchen, Harrison gave her a wink and a thumbs up. It seemed like the two of them had been successful in hiding what had happened between them last night, and again in the morning.
“Liz?” Bella questioned from inside of her bedroom.
Liz turned away from Harrison and looked toward the hallway where Bella was starting to come out of her room.
“Why is my bed still made? It looks like you didn’t sleep in it.” Bella looked at Liz then again to her father.
Instantly the color drained out of both of their faces.