L exi

“F uck me,” I said with authority, not caring that this man was my father’s best friend—or twice my age for that matter .

His hazel eyes darkened, and the water glistened on his tight, muscular chest. He stepped forward, still stroking his cock as he watched my fingers rub my pussy. I was nervous, but I couldn’t let him see that for even one second. I sat up as he approached and watched him kneel on a lower step and grab my thighs. He pulled hard, yanking me from the step and close to his body .

His assertiveness thrilled me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He slipped his hand forward and rubbed through my wetness, circling up to my clit and pressing hard against it. I moaned loudly, throwing my head back as he pushed his other fingers into me and finger-fucked me on the edge of the pool. He felt so good, and I couldn’t wait to feel more .

With each stroke, I could feel the heat of my orgasm bubbling in my stomach. Just watching him stroke his hard cock while he toyed with my folds was enough to get me off. He moved his fingers fast and with purpose, knowing he was going to make me come before he ever even touched me with his cock. I reached back and grasped onto the edge of the pool, feeling the warm water splash up over my bouncing tits. He licked his lips and smiled as my screams got louder and louder .

“Come on,” he said, urging me on. “That’s right. Come for me .”

As if his words alone were direct lines to my orgasm, the heat within me exploded, sending pulsing waves of pleasure throughout my entire body. I arched my back and screamed loudly, feeling his fingers slip out of me. He shifted forward, my body still convulsing, and pushed the head of his cock inside me, catching the juices that were running out of me. He was so big, and he instantly filled me up, every ridge and wrinkle of his shaft taking over .

I breathed heavily as I went from the pleasure of an orgasm directly into the pleasure of his cock. The water splashed around us as I reached up and trailed my fingers over his rippling abs. My mouth hung open, and sounds of pleasure shot from my throat, matching the rhythm of his hips. I could hear our skin slapping together and the water shooting up around us .

I looked up and caught his gaze. Our eyes locked as our bodies slammed against each other. He leaned forward and rolled his hips as he entered me and grasped my thighs. His fingers dug into my skin, and the mixture of pain and pleasure sent me spiraling into ecstasy. I could feel another orgasm just on the edge, but this time I was trying to hold back. I was savoring the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of me, driving me absolutely wild. Hunter groaned loudly, his head swiveling back and forth and his eyes closing .

I knew he was close, and so was I. I reached down and began to rub my clit, moaning louder and louder as the heat overtook me. My body became rigid, my breath caught in my lungs, and I teetered over the edge and spilled over, coming hard and long .

Hunter picked up the pace as my pussy contracted around his cock and my body writhed around him. When my muscles began to release, he looked down at me, pulled his dick out, and stroked it hard and fast. I leaned up, sticking out my chest and biting my lip as his hot seed released in streams over my tits. He groaned in a low tone, his hand still moving up and down his pulsing shaft until the waves of ecstasy had all been expelled .

I smiled and bit my lower lip as I stood and walked over to the pool showers before turning them on and washing the remnants of his passion from my body. I looked back over at him as he dove in the pool to retrieve his shorts. He pulled them on and walked out, exhaustion and satisfaction covering his face. I finished washing off and grabbed a towel to wrap around my body. I walked over and sat down next to him, feeling the guilt that he was obviously feeling, too. He had just fucked his best friend’s daughter, and he knew that if my father knew, he would have his head. I leaned over and kissed his cheek .

“Don’t worry,” I whispered. “It will be our little secret .”

He turned his head quickly and looked at me, seemingly surprised that I had picked up on his feelings. He shook his head and smiled, then pressed his lips seductively against mine. I sucked hard on his bottom lip before releasing it. I stood up, dropped my towel, and pulled my bathing suit back on. Now that I was living with my father, I couldn’t just walk into the apartment dressed in nothing. I really didn’t want him to question me .

I glanced over at the table where Hunter’s keys were and spied his phone. I walked over, picked it up, and put my number in the contacts. I had always had a secret crush on Hunter, even when I was a little girl, and this wasn’t the only time I would want to fuck him. He was older, and even though I had been with other men, after what had just happened, I knew Hunter could show me pleasure that I couldn’t even imagine .

I walked over to him and watched him rub his stubbled cheeks. He was so sexy even when he was filled with self-loathing for sleeping with his best friend’s daughter. I tapped him on the shoulder and handed him his phone .

“Here,” I said. “I put my number in there in case you want to meet up again .”

He carefully took his phone from me and watched as I turned and sauntered out of the pool area. I kept my cool as I walked around the corner and waited for the elevator. As soon as I was inside and the doors were shut, I leaned back against the wall and let out a deep breath. I couldn’t believe that after all this time, I had finally done it. I had slept with Hunter Riggs .

I had imagined what it would be like for a very long time. I had known that with his maturity and experience, he would blow my mind, and that was exactly what he did. The way his body had moved against me and the way he’d taken charge of me had been fucking hot. The guys I had slept with in the past had been my age, some a little younger, and I was used to being the one who needed to take charge to get what I wanted. I had tried that with Hunter, but he’d quickly squashed that, moving me and placing me exactly where he wanted me .

I’d given him my number to throw the ball back in his court, to allow him to get past this ridiculous guilt for being my father’s best friend. However, I knew what I wanted, and I wanted to sleep with him again. So he better not take too long, or he’d find me requesting those swimming lessons sooner rather than later. Either way, I had taken charge of my own sexuality, had been bold and forthcoming, and it felt damn good .

My father kept a constant eye on me now that I was back under his roof, so it was difficult to be free and do what I wanted to do. At the same time, I didn’t want anyone to get hurt over the whole thing, but I didn’t see how that was possible unless we kept it a secret. Discretion was key here, and I knew Hunter would want me to be as tight-lipped as possible. The last thing either of us wanted was my father finding out we were hooking up on the side and lying to him .

I stepped off the elevator and walked to the door before turning the key quietly and entering. As I walked past the living room, I could see my father sitting in his normal chair, reading the New York Times. I tried to walk past quietly, but he was sharp .

“Lexi,” he said, looking over his glasses. “How was your swim ?”

“Good,” I said, taking in a deep breath .

“Did you see Hunter down there?” he asked, staring at me blankly. “I’m pretty sure he was planning on going for a swim this afternoon as well .”

“Um, yeah,” I said, trying to act nonchalant. “I saw him. He said ‘hi.’ I’m going to go shower .”

My father nodded his head, and I walked back toward my room, letting out a deep breath and rolling my eyes. As messed up as it might have sounded, the exhilaration of the whole thing was kind of arousing, keeping secrets like this, doing something I knew I shouldn’t be doing .

Hunter Riggs was one of the most successful and powerful men I knew, besides my father, and I knew I would be seeing a lot more of him .