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My instinct is to brush the hair back from her face so I can see her better, to sit her on my knee and guide her other hand to my aching cock.
But it’s as though her dad is in the room with us, so I clench my jaw tight and let him speak to his daughter until he says the unthinkable.
“Honey? If you can stay there tonight and not get in Bens’s way, I’ll drive up tomorrow and get you myself,” he says casually.
“No!” I hear myself almost shout. “She’s not going anywhere. She’s… Mine.”
I murmur the last word, barely loud enough for her to hear. But her cocked brow and coy little smile let me know she heard me alright.
She heard me just fine.
Chapter Seven
Stacey
There’s just something about Ben.
I mean, seeing him around my dad, I can keep it under control. Not that he’s been to see us together in a long while anyhow, not since I went away to college.
But now, being alone with him, it’s like I can’t control myself.
I know he likes what he sees, unless the man has a permanent hard on we never knew anything about.
The way he looks at me, the way I know he was looking at me in the woods. It brings out the animal in me and makes me want to show off in front of him, give him everything I know he wants.
Even if I still can’t figure out what an older guy like him could ever see in such a plump, younger girl like me.
My limited experience with men hasn’t exactly been successful, and college boys don’t count because that’s all they are.
Nasty little boys who play pranks. Pretending they want a date when all they really want is to humiliate you in front of their friends for a laugh.
A real man, a man who knows what he wants and isn’t afraid to take it? That’s what Ben is, so I couldn’t help but feel some more doubt when I showed myself to him in the shower just now.
It was a spur of the moment decision really, and I’m not sure what I expected him to do. But he cleared out pretty quick, even though my dad was calling him up on the radio.
Then just when I think he’s really not interested? That feeling he gives off, putting his huge hand over mine, showing me how the radio works.
Then he freaks when my dad says he wants to come get me.
He murmurs to himself that I’m his.
I think for a moment I must’ve misheard him, but no. I know what I heard. I know what I felt passing through his hand too, right into that special place I felt come loose in the woods when he was watching me.
Oh. My. God.
Ben recovers himself enough to explain things a little clearer for my dad.
“I mean, Greg. We have a major storm cell right on top of us right now,” he continues. “…and I just can’t see the forecast telling me it’ll be blown over by morning right now. Plus, I don’t want to worry you, but Stacey has had some exposure to the elements, I’d like to keep an eye on her for at least a couple of days,” he tells him, the smile of satisfaction creasing at the corners of his mouth, beyond his control.
“A couple of days?” My dad groans, the radio breaking up as we both hear another huge howling rush of wind as it bears down on the station.
“I gotta go, Ben,” Dad says suddenly. “My time’s up and this guy wants his radio back. Call me. Email me, anything when you know what’s what. And for god’s sake, Ben. Keep my baby girl safe.”
“Roger that,” Ben drawls, and I chime in a quick goodbye to dad before the radio goes from crackling static to silence once Ben flicks a switch.
There’s an awkward silence between us, but for me, it feels more like relief until I jump from the thunder again.
“It’ll stop thundering soon,” Ben tells me ominously. “I think pretty soon we’re gonna hear nothing but howling wind,” he adds, hooking a thumb to the screens behind him, filled with nasty looks swirling shapes over what I know is a digital map of the area.
A red marker, permanently lit shows our location. I move over to it, tracing the swirl with a finger until I’m covering our spot.
A shiver goes through me, and I ask Ben if we’ll be safe here.
“If things get bad, there’s always the basement,” he says confidently.
“This place is everything-proof, and there’s enough food, water, and power to last months,” he adds, almost boasting as his words have the desired effect.
I shiver again, thinking of nothing else now except being stuck here with Ben for weeks or even months at a time.
