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  “Can I—” I begin, but break off when the headlights from another car light up the front seat.

  “Fuck.” Luke releases my hand and looks in the rearview mirror. “It’s a cop.”

  Chapter Three

  LUKE

  Fuck, fuck, FUCK!

  Alex and I both try to get our breathing under control, and she buttons her shorts, as the cop approaches my window and knocks on it. I have to turn my car on to roll the window down, and when I do, he shines a flashlight inside.

  “Good evening, folks.”

  “Good evening, officer,” I say, my voice steady.

  “What are you two doing out here?”

  “We’re just talking.”

  “Is that so?” The cop’s eyes shift to Alex, who is still flushed and smells like moist pussy. “How old are you, miss?”

  “Eighteen, sir,” Alex says, and I don’t blame the cop for looking skeptical. Her soft, shy voice definitely sounds younger.

  “Do you have identification, miss?”

  Alex pulls a wallet out of her tote bag and shows the cop her driver’s license. He sighs as he hands it back to her, like he’s disappointed he didn’t get to play hero and save an underage girl from a predator she met online.

  “You two need to ‘talk’ indoors, or you’ll be arrested for lewd conduct in a public place. Understand?”

  “Yes, sir,” I say.

  Alex let’s out a long breath as the cop returns to his squad car. “That was close.”

  “I’m taking you home,” I say, “but I want you to come over tomorrow so we can talk more.” I don’t really plan on talking much though. I want to taste more of her cunt’s sweet juices. I have to taste more of her cunt’s sweet juices—or I’ll lose my damn mind. “And as soon as I drop you off, I want you to text Jamie and cancel your date with him. Or I might have to kill the kid.”

  “You don’t need to be jealous of Jamie,” Alex says, tentatively placing a hand on my thigh. “You’re the one I want.”

  That simple touch sets my whole body on fire and my balls are blue when I pull up to her house—as if I didn’t masturbate in the shower this morning. As if I haven’t masturbated in weeks.

  “Show me,” I tell Alex, as I put the car in park.

  “Show you what?” she says, glancing at her house.

  The lights are on. Her parents are up and could look out a window or open the door at any moment. I should be cautious, especially after the incident with the cop, but I can’t let her go just yet.

  “That I’m the one you want.”

  She takes off her seatbelt and wets her lips with a pink little tongue. “Come here.”

  I lean into her and she presses her lips tenderly against the tight line that is my mouth right now. I can’t part my lips and feel her soft pink tongue against mine. Control over my desire is slipping, so who knows what a proper kiss could lead to.

  I pull away from Alex, inhaling sharply.

  “Are you okay?” she asks, her voice faint. She’s having trouble controlling her own breathing.

  I force a smile. “Yes, beautiful. Now go inside and text Jamie, but don’t speak to him over the phone. I don’t want you even talking to another guy. Text him, then block his number. That’s an order.”

  ALEX

  “Okay, Luke,” I say, grabbing my bag and stepping out of the car. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

  My lips tingle as I watch him drive away. I can’t believe I’m going to lose my virginity to Luke Monroe, my best friend’s father. That should disgust me, but I’m wetter than I’ve ever been.

  I feel like a bad friend, but my shame doesn’t curb my desire as I enter my house and let my hair down, shaking it out.

  “Hey, Alex,” Dad says, not looking up from the laptop in his lap. “You’re not spending the night at Marissa’s?”

  “No, but I’ll be there all weekend.”

  “Uh-huh.” He’s not even listening to me. “Well, I’ll see you in a few weeks. In the morning, I’m headed back out of the state for work.”

  Dad works for a security company. He’s barely around. Mom was around more when I was younger, but now that I can take care of myself, she spends most of her time at her art gallery. It’s obvious to anyone who knows my family that my parents love their work more than they love their daughter, which is why Marissa and I became so close. I felt more welcome in her home than my own.

  “Have a nice trip, Dad.”

  Dad grunts in my direction and I go upstairs, straight to my room. I hear my mother moving around in the art studio that was once a dusty attic, before she spent a year converting it while missing my school events and forgetting my birthday. I don’t let her know I’m home. It’s not like she would care, and she’d probably snap at me for distracting her in the middle of whatever she’s painting.

  I dump the contents of my bag onto my bed and find my phone among them. Jamie’s been texting me. Thank God I put the phone on silent before Luke drove me home. If he heard the notifications, he might have asked to see my messages, and I hate to consider what would have happened to Jamie after that.

  Jamie: I’m dying to see you, baby.

  Jamie: Date night is too far away.

  Jamie: Got anymore pics of your tits?

  I cringe at every message. I don’t know what came over me when I agreed to go out with him. I didn’t even send him a photo of my breasts. I sent him a random picture I found on the internet, after cropping out a stranger’s face.

  Alex: I changed my mind, Jamie. I’m not interested. Don’t contact me again.

  I block him, following Luke’s order, and now I can finally give my aching pussy some relief.

  I flop down onto my red bean bag chair, unzip my shorts, and slide my hand into my drenched panties. They're filthy but I'm too shy to get completely naked and touch myself, even alone in my room with no one else watching. My pussy feels so hot as I stroke my folds with my slender fingers. My clitoris is very sensitive, and I can’t help but moan and whimper as I circle it with two fingertips, filling my room with pornographic sounds. I pretend Luke is the one touching me. I imagine his facial hair scratching my soft skin as he kisses down my belly. Then he holds my thighs open with his big rough hands, and buries his face between my legs, forcing me to submit to whatever his skilled mouth wants to do to me.

  “Luke—God, Luke,” I cry out in pleasure as my orgasm hits me like a wrecking ball. It’s so powerful I leave a huge wet spot on my bean bag.

  My cheeks burn as I flip it over to hide the spot. Then I change into my PJs and fall asleep, hoping to see more of Luke in my dreams.

  Chapter Four

  LUKE

  When I get home, I park in the garage and lean over to smell the passenger seat. Some of Alex’s heavenly scent has lingered there. I take big whiffs of it, jerking off with her taste still in my mouth.

  The next morning, I’m buzzing with excitement when Marissa’s mother arrives.

  “Bye, love you,” I say, handing my daughter’s suitcases over before I usher her out the door. “Have a good time!”

  She barely gets out, “Bye Dad,” before I slam the door and pull my phone out.

  I feel like a shitty father, but I’ve spent eighteen years barely getting my rocks off because being a dad was my whole life. I still want to be a father, but I can’t wait to do things differently this time. I can’t wait to have a wife to claim in bed every night after putting our children to sleep. A woman who I will be loyal to and care for until my last breath.

  That’s every real man’s dream, isn’t it? And my dream is about to come true. Now that I know Alex wants me as much as I want her, all I have to do is show her becoming mine will be worth the awkwardness that will follow until Marissa comes around.

  I shoot Alex a text when I hear Julie’s car pull out of the driveway.

  Luke: Marissa’s gone. When are you coming over?

  Three agonizing minutes pass before Alex replies.

  Alex: I’ll be there s
oon.

  Luke: Define Soon.

  Alex: Relax, Mr. Monroe.

  I can’t believe she’s still calling me that, even though I know being “Luke” to her will take some getting used to.

  Luke: Next time you call me Mr. Monroe, you’re getting a spanking.

  Alex: Promise? That sounds kind of hot.

  Oh, wow. Miss Innocent is capable of being at least a little dirty.

  Luke: Don’t tease me like that. You have no idea what it could lead to. Now get your ass over here.

  Ten minutes later, there’s a knock at my door.

  “Get in here,” I growl, opening it and pulling Alex inside without bothering with a polite hello.

  “Luke!” She gasps my name, and it’s music to my ears as I bend her over my couch.

  I haven’t even closed the door yet and part of me doesn’t want to. A primal part of me that wants Jamie (and the whole neighborhood) to watch Alex cumming on my cock while my seed drips out of her tight pussy.

  “Those are even shorter than the ones you wore yesterday,” I say, admiring the view of her ass cheeks hanging out of the bottom of her jean shorts.

  I smack the exposed parts of her ass, leaving a pink mark on flawless skin, and Alex lets out a little yelp, then moans.

  “Close the door,” she says, her voice breathy and seductive.

  It’s never sounded like that before.

  “Only if you promise to pull down those shorts when it’s shut.”

  Alex goes quiet, considering her options. “A boy’s never seen me that way. I don’t know if I’m ready for—”

  “Now’s not the time to hold back,” I say gruffly. “If you’re going to be mine, you need to give all of yourself to me, or you can walk out that open door.”

  She glances over her shoulder at me and my cock twitches at the sight of her bottom lip caught between her teeth. I want to bite into that lip too—nibble her neck—and lick her pussy. I want it so bad I’d kill for it, which is what I plan to do if she walks out of here and goes back to Jamie fucking Burnthall.

  “I want to be yours, Luke,” Alex says, loud enough for her words to be heard outside.

  That’s my good girl, I think. Let the whole world know who you belong to.

  “Then it’s time to let me see all of what’s mine,” I urge, gently—but firmly.

  I hear her fly zip down and I close the door. I lean back against it and enjoy the show as Alex pulls down her shorts, then kicks them off to the side with her ballet flats. Her pink lacy panties are so much smaller and tighter than the shorts; they barely cover her beautiful bare pussy and the crack of her ass.

  “Did you wear those sexy little panties just for me?”

  “Yeah,” she says, her voice turning shy and innocent again. “Do you like them?”

  “I like the way they look on you,” I say, closing the space between us. I squeeze one perfect round ass cheek and marvel at how it fits in my grip. She’s so tiny. I wonder how well she’ll take my thick cock. How many fucks will it take for her to get used to my size? “I want them dripping with your cream before I take them off,” I add, sliding my hand lower to rub up and down her pussy. “Then they’ll be mine—just like you—and I’ll use them to get off when you’re not around to take my seed.”

  Alex shivers and bends farther over the couch, rocking onto the balls of her feet to push her pussy against my fingers.

  “Please,” she breathes, a wet spot growing in her crotch area.

  “Please, what?” I say gruffly, playing with her hard clit through soiled lace. “I’m not a mind reader. You have to use that innocent mouth to explain every dirty thing you want me to do to you.”

  Every muscle in Alex’s body is tense as she hides her face in the couch. Her blonde hair hanging down.

  “But it's embarrassing,” she says, her words coming out muffled.

  “Relax, sweetie,” I say, my voice softening. “And remember: it’s just you and me here. I’d never judge or laugh at the future mother of my children.”

  “You really want me to have your babies?” Alex lifts her head off the cushion. “For real?”

  “I’ve never wanted anything more in my life. I’m so fucking hard just thinking about you carrying my children.” My hard-on is straining to break free from my jeans. I press it against her backside to show her what she’s doing to me.

  “I—I want to touch it,” Alex says. “I’ve never touched one before.”

  An ache in my cock and balls intensifies as I take a step back from her.

  “Then turn around and get on your knees.”

  She whirls around and her knees hit the floor. Fuck, she’s eager for this. Who am I to keep her waiting? I take out my cock, then slide my jeans and underwear down past my ass so my nutsack is also free. I nearly cum all over her angelic face when she touches my dick.

  “It feels so silky and smooth,” she says, gripping the base of my cock with both hands and lightly stroking up and down. It’s so huge her tiny hands barely fit around it. It’s going to look massive when I stuff it inside her little mouth. “And it looks really red.”

  “That’s because you turn me on so much it hurts,” I tell her, as precum leaks out of my cock.

  “You need to cum, don’t you?” she says, batting her thick eyelashes at me as she spreads my precum down my shaft.

  I moan, my glistening shaft throbbing. “That’s right. I need to cum, and your touch could make me cum buckets, but I want you to swallow my seed. Can your virgin mouth do that for me?”

  She gives a shy little nod. “I’ll do my best, Luke.”

  “I’ll let you know when I’m cumming, then you should keep your mouth on the head,” I order, “but don't just focus on the tip. That’s what most girls get wrong. And don’t ignore my balls either.”

  “So bossy,” Alex mutters.

  “I am the boss of you, beautiful. You—your pussy—your mouth—all your holes—belong to me, forever.” I grip her hair to emphasize my words. She needs to know I’m not joking. “Now show me how much you love being mine.”

  Alex flushes and parts her lips. The first swirl of her pink tongue around my fat head rips a primal growl from my throat, and I shove my cock into her mouth. She gags, but she doesn’t pull away. She’s such a good girl, and she’s all mine.

  “That’s it, sweetie,” I say, petting her head with one hand while I squeeze my cock with the other, spilling precum into her mouth. “Don’t stop.”

  Alex coughs a bit as she swallows my sticky leaks, but soon gets used to them, and then she’s moaning on my cock as she sucks it, closing her eyes like she’s savoring the taste.

  “Fuck,” I grit out, as she licks up and down my length, before moving her mouth lower to suckle gently on my nuts. “You’re a natural.” Her mouth is so hot, and soft, and desperate to please me. “I’m almost there. Keep slobbering on those balls, then show me how deep your throat is.”

  She sucks harder on my balls, taking each one in her mouth before she swallows my cock. Her throat resists my size, which must feel impossible for a passage that has never relaxed for a dick, but I can’t help but drive my hips forward, forcing it to take me.

  “Oh God,” I breathe, my balls tightening as I hold Alex’s head in place and fuck her mouth. “I’m gonna fill your mouth with cum.”

  Alex makes choking sounds around my cock as pleasure pulses from my balls and shoots up my shaft to the tip. I don’t release her head until I’ve dumped my entire load and feel her drinking it down. It’s kind of a shame to waste good cum that could bring us one step closer to her getting pregnant, but God damn, that blowjob felt so good.

  “That was the best I’ve ever had,” I say, my chest rising and falling with shallow breaths.

  Alex needs to catch her own. She pulls away from my cock and gasps for air. Her face is red, her chin is wet with spit, and her hair is a mess. She looks incredibly fuckable.

  She looks like she was claimed by a real man. But she hasn’t been fully
claimed by me yet.

  Chapter Five

  ALEX

  I’m wiping spit off my chin with my shirt when the front door suddenly flies open, and Marissa bolts into the house.

  “I forgot my—” she breaks off mid-sentence and abruptly stops in her tracks. Her eyes are saucers. “WHAT THE FUCK?”

  “Shit,” Luke says, pulling up his pants and shoving his still-erect cock in them. “I didn’t want you to find out this way.”

  “Find out what?” Marissa says, her eyes shining with tears. “That my dad’s a pervert and my best friend’s a whore?”

  Those words hit me like a punch to the gut.

  “Do not call her that,” Luke snaps. “She’s the furthest thing from it.”

  “Oh yeah?” Marissa scoffs. “Then why did she send Jamie a picture of tits a few days ago, then get on her knees for you?”

  Luke glances at me with narrowed eyes as I scramble to my feet.

  “Is that true?” he asks in a dark, dangerous voice.

  “It’s not what you think,” I say, grabbing my shorts and covering my dirty panties with them. I got so turned on while I sucked Luke’s cock, and now they’re all wet.

  “Dad!” Marissa shouts at Luke’s back, as he stalks out of the house. “Where are you going?”

  “He’s gonna kill Jamie,” I explain, “because you opened your big mouth, Marissa!”

  I put on my shorts and flats before I hurry after Luke. He’s already pulled Jamie out of his front door by the time I catch up to him.

  “Luke, don’t hurt him!” I cry out, because the last thing I want is for my future husband to end up in a cell.

  “Delete that fucking picture,” Luke says, throwing Jamie down onto his lawn.

  He handles the younger and smaller man like a ragdoll. Like Jamie isn’t lean and over six feet. Jesus. Luke could really murder Jamie with his bare hands if he wanted to, and it seems like he wants to.

  “Fuck off!” Jamie says, trying to get up.

  Luke shoves him back to the grass, pins him there, and makes a fist. “I’m going to ask nicely one more time. Then I’m beating the snot out of you.”