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So I let my body do the talking.
I open my lips and kiss my dad's best friend.
No matter what his reaction is, I’ll always have this one perfect moment where I was bold and went after what I wanted.
Gavin
Iwon't ever let myself forget one fact no matter how old I get. When we first kissed, my baby doll's full, soft lips tasted like cherry lip gloss.
I want to dive between her legs and taste her pussy, but I hold myself back.
It would be too much too soon.
I place my hand against the smooth, creamy skin of her neck and feel her racing pulse.
My baby doll is nervous.
She's excited, too. I can feel her urgency in the way her tongue explores mine. Now that I have her, there's no rush.
I've been anxiously awaiting her arrival since her dad gave me the key. I'd started to notice her over the summer when she turned eighteen. She spent a lot of time lounging around in the backyard in her bikini, trying to work on her tan, and making my dick hard.
I never made a move out of respect to my friend. Peter would surely lose his shit if I started fucking his daughter. It hadn't stopped me from fantasizing about her while alone in my bed or the shower, though.
And here she is now in my kitchen, her lips pressed against mine, her heart racing because of my touch.
Peter’s great and all, but I’m not going to lose Maisy just to keep from offending her father.
I’m not going to let her out of my life again. We'll figure out college, but one way or another she's mine. Forever.
Her body tenses as if uncertain about something.
I don't rush her. We have time. We have forever.
Like a cliff diver who has conquered her fear, she reaches her hand down between our bodies and her palm rubs against my jeans over my cock.
I moan in frustration about the pants that are separating me from my baby doll.
Her eyes go wide as she feels the size of me, which makes my cock throb and a bead of cum spread against my boxer-briefs.
Now that she’s made the first move, I cup her ass with both hands and give it a squeeze. It's soft and comforting. I want more, and I want it now, but she pulls her hand away from my dick and slides it between our chests as if to hold our bodies apart.
"You okay?" I ask with my lips still touching hers.
I won't push her if she needs to slow things down, no matter how much my cock needs to be inside her.
"I can't breathe," she says.
I lean back to see her better. "Like asthma?"
She giggles and it sounds like angels singing. "No. It's just overwhelming. You're overwhelming. Is this a bad idea? My dad will kill us, you know?"
Practically growling, I say, "I won't let him touch you."
She smiles. "No, not like that. Dad wouldn't hurt a fly. Physically. He'll just disown me and stop paying the part of my tuition he's paying. He'll probably move so he never has to see you again. You know Dad. He doesn't deal well with conflict and will just retreat into himself."
I nod, already sick of talking about Peter. He's my best friend, but right now, he's the last thing I want to think about.
"It'll be fine. You're old enough to follow your own path, and I'll help you with whatever you need."
