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Levi increases his pace impossibly faster and harder, reaching the deepest part of me. His thick fingers pounding into me is my fantasy coming to life, and I don’t ever want to wake up.
“Come, Oakley,” he demands. “You’re so close, I can feel it.”
The sound of the shower, our hastened breathing, and even the lawnmower in the distance disappears as my entire body shakes and tightens. My legs weaken as a delicious release shoots through my veins. Levi's mouth crashes into mine as the explosive waves slow and overcomes my entire my body. The best damn orgasm of my life.
I’m riding out my release, quivering and panting with Levi’s hand still flicking inside me when there is a knock at the door, our mouths parting instantly.
“Dad, you in there?” Another knock. “Can you hear me?”
Vayda’s voice brings reality crashing back down. I blink a few times, unable to comprehend what I’ve just done. Levi is still holding me up, regret shining in his eyes as Vayda calls through the door again.
Fuck, this is so bad.
4
Levi
I step away from Oakley, guilt flooding my system as my daughter stands on the other side of the door. If she knew who was in here with me, she’d never going to talk to me again.
“Yeah?” I call back, pinching my eyes closed. I can’t stand the thought of seeing regret in Oakley’s eyes right now.
“Just letting you know I was home. I forgot my purse, so mom and I quickly came to get them. We're leaving now. I’ll see you in a couple of hours. Love you!” Vayda calls through the door.
For a moment I’m grateful the shower is still running. “Love you too,” I call back before I dare to look at Oakley again. The bathroom is filled with steam and heat, and I smell her arousal in the air.
Oakley’s standing in front of me wearing nothing but her bra and panties, her cheeks flushed with arousal. Her hair, the color of maple syrup, with strands of gold in between, is falling over her shoulders as she looks up at me shyly.
I grab a towel and quickly tuck it around my waist before I bend and pick up her dress. Oakley takes it from and slips it over her head.
I feel like the world’s biggest asshole. I just fingered and made out with my daughter's best friend in the middle of the afternoon. For fuck sakes, she's twenty-three years younger than me. This was wrong on so many levels, and yet it feels so right. Nothing had felt more right than touching her, kissing her, feeling her soft, smooth hands trailing over my dick. Feeling her orgasm around my fingers feels like an addiction—I want more.
Oakley tugs down the dress and smoothes her hair down before she meets my gaze, and instead of apologizing for ravishing her I want to take her into my bedroom and fuck her until I’ve had my fill.
Luckily sense prevails. I drag a hand through my still dripping hair and shake my head. “Fuck, I’m so sorry, Oakley. This never should’ve happened. I shouldn’t have taken advantage of you like that.”
Oakley’s brows furrow and I can see embers of molten gold flashing in her eyes. “You didn’t take advantage of me, Mr. Brandon. I begged for it just as much.”
I flinch as she calls me Mr. Brandon. “I think we’ve passed the point where you call me Mr. Brandon. Call me Levi, Oakley.”
She nods and crosses her arms in front of her as if she's protecting herself from me. I can't stand the sight, so I move toward her and place my hands on her shoulders.
“Look. Even if I didn’t take advantage that doesn’t mean what we did was right. Seeing you there, watching me…I don’t know. It made me forget for a moment that you’re Vayda’s best friend and that I’ve known you since you were a little girl. I promise this won’t ever happen again.” I groan and widen my eyes when she holds my gaze. “You really need to leave, before I change my mind,” I say, clenching my fists at my sides.
Her eyes narrow for a moment before she flicks her hair over her shoulders and click-clacks out of the bathroom on those fuck me heels, leaving me wanting more.
After she leaves I switch off the shower and start to dry the drops of water that haven’t evaporated while I had my way with Oakley. I shake my head when I realize her scent is still lingering in the bathroom. Wildflowers with a hint of citrus, it makes me want her even more.
If Vayda hadn't arrived, I'm sure we wouldn't have stopped. I’m almost a hundred percent certain that I would have fucked that tight pussy by now.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Regret, distraught, frustration and shame fight for their rightful places in my mind as I pull on my pants and try to forget I ever touched Oakley.
Oakley
As my heels sink into our back lawn, I can’t help but feel foolish. Not because I just sucked off Vayda’s dad, but because I thought it would change something between us.
For years I’ve been fantasizing about Levi touching me while all the other girls drooled over the guys on the football team. They never appealed to me the way Levi did, and now that I finally got to experience my fantasy first hand, I won’t ever be satisfied with another guy. Too damn bad he told it was never going to happen again.
