Her Dad’s Best Friend novel Chapter 84

"Tomorrow, I'll think about all the reasons why I can't have you. Like you're too young. Your father is my best friend. You live next door..."

"And I'm your nanny," I supply.

"Yeah, that." He shakes his head. "I know all of those things, but they don't seem important right now." He leans forward and pulls me up to my feet. His hands lace around my neck and bring our mouths less than an inch apart. "But I'm sober enough to tell you that I want you, with or without the wine."

What should I do?

Chapter 10

Butterfly Kisses

Jeff

Her mouth comes down on mine, as light as a butterfly landing on a flower. Sober me knows that I can't kiss her.

But I am drunk. Right now, I'm balanced between being a good man and a bad one.

I never promised to be an angel. My hands settle on her hips and draw her into my lap. Her thighs are on either side of my body. I can feel the sweet heat of her body touching my cock. We're still wearing clothes, but I'll fix that soon. I yank off her clothes, leaving her naked. Then I pull her into my arms so I can throw her on the nearest bed. I shed my clothing as quickly as I can before climbing in beside her. I pull the covers all the way off the bed so the only thing there is Elia. Me. A fitted sheet. Some pillows.

I feel like a teenager having his first time. Elia sits up, grabs a pillow, and puts it over her chest, but I pull it away from her.

"I want to see you," I tell her.

Her pupils are dilated. She's breathing hard. I know that she wants this, too. I settle one hand on the juncture of her thigh and hip.

"Do you want this?"

"Yes," she breathes, even though she closes her eyes and there's a tiny tint of red to her cheeks.

"Good," I say. I push her onto her back then. I kiss my way down her body before giving her a deep kiss with my tongue, playing with her clit. Her hips buck off of the bed. She's starting to roll from side to side, but I hold her hips in my hands as I lick her steadily. She's screaming before long, and if

I had the presence of mind to worry about my son, I would. But my entire world is right here, right now. Damn the consequences.

I push a finger inside of her and hit her virginity.

"I'm going to take this," I say.

"Yes," she tells me, her voice very soft. She looks like she might pass out.

"Baby, you'll want to stay awake. We're just getting started."

With that, I pull her legs over my shoulders. I lean forward and press the tip of my cock against her softness, the softness that I was just worshipping moments ago as she writhed under my tongue.

I slowly push the head in.