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  “Hey, dude.” I pulled open the bathroom door and popped my head out into the hall. Kyle was standing right outside what must’ve been the guest bedroom.

  “Carly told me what you did. You’re such a good friend.” Kyle pulled me into a tight hug and I froze. Told him what? What did I do? When the hug ended, we both headed out into the kitchen where Carly was making breakfast. The scents of eggs, bacon, and freshly brewed coffee filled the air.

  I smirked at her and when our eyes collided the warmth in her cheeks seemed to grow. That’s right baby, think about all the wicked things I’m going to do to your body.

  “We’ve got a super long day ahead of us, and I want to make sure that everything goes according to plan. Graduation is tonight. Dinner is at 4. You’re more than welcome to stay the night again Nash?” She didn’t even look at me as she spoke and I knew it had everything to do with the look I was giving her.

  I wanted to devour her. Instead, I grabbed a coffee cup and poured myself some joe. When I moved across the kitchen, I brushed up against her, letting her know I had the guts to show her daddy just how close her and I were.

  “I can’t believe I’m going to have an adult child who graduated from high school.” Kyle spoke, clearly not paying attention to the way his daughter was reacting to my presence.

  “I’m already an adult dad. I’m nineteen. I can buy cigarettes, and gamble.” Carly’s eyes clashed with mine as she slid me a plate with all the fixings on it. I gazed down at it and then back up at her.

  “Thank you, Carly. I was going to have something sweeter for breakfast but this should work…” I taunted, knowing she had to be throbbing for me by now. I would definitely be bringing her to her knees over and over again later tonight and I wouldn’t stop. Not until her body was shaking, and my cock was bruised. I had waited what seemed like a fucking lifetime to be with her.

  “I don’t think sweets are a very good thing to have this early in the morning, Nash. Maybe you should lay off the sugar?” She teased back. Kyle was staring at something on his phone, probably a work email or some shit.

  “Lay off? I’ve only started eating sugar for breakfast and after having tasted it once…” I leaned in a bit, my eyes darting to Kyle before I finished speaking. “I’m pretty sure I will be having it every single morning from here on out.”

  “Really, Nash?” Kyle’s eyes met mine and in them I could see some type of concern. “Sugar is really bad for you in the morning. We’re always trying to tell Jase that but he never listens. The kid cracks a Mountain Dew open the second he wakes up.” I shook my head, taking a bite out of the crispy bacon, letting the salty fat overwhelm my taste buds. How long had it been since a woman made me breakfast?

  “Jase has a lifetime to drink coffee and have protein shakes and weird shit like that. Let him drink a Dew in the morning if he wants.” I smirked at Kyle. I felt like there was this invisible line that I was on the verge of crossing, and I’ll be damned if I didn’t want to stomp right on it and crush it to smithereens.

  “It’s a good thing you don’t have kids. I would be afraid of your parenting.” Kyle laughed, and I merely smiled, my jaw clenching because, honestly, what he said pissed me off a bit. I wanted kids, but only with Carly and when that happened I would be the best fucking dad in the world.

  “Anyway, what did you stop by for, Dad?” Carly could tell I was getting pissed and even if Kyle didn’t notice it, he had to know his words stung me a little bit. We were best friends, after all.

  “This.” He pulled out a black box from his pocket, handing it to Carly, who was sitting on the other side of him. I had to lean over to see what it was.

  Carly’s face lit up with joy as she took the box from her dad. I was happy but only because she was, not because Kyle had bought her something.

  She flicked open the box, and covered her mouth with one hand. I couldn’t see the piece of jewelry at first, but knew it was something that she loved, simply from the look on her face. She plucked what looked like a necklace from the box and held it up to her chest, showing her father and I what it was.

  In sterling sliver, it was spelt out loud and clear, with one little gemstone on each side accenting the words.

  Daddy’s Girl

  Fucker! I chewed the bacon in my mouth like it was the toughest steak I had ever eaten. He just had to go and do something like that.

  “Thank you, Daddy! I love it.” Carly gushed, and Kyle helped her put it on. Maybe I would rip it off of her when she was riding my cock? I didn’t hate her dad, not in the least, but Carly was mine. Nash’s girl, and after tonight I would make certain that every single person knew it.

  “Look, Nash!” She moved from her seat coming over by me so that I could see the necklace that sat perfectly against her chest.

  “It’s beautiful.” I mustered up the words. Kyle smiled like he had just solved all the world’s problems. I clenched my fist, controlling the burn that coursed through my veins.

  “I know. Thank you again, Dad.” Carly moved away from me and gave her dad a giant kiss and hug. All I could think while she did so, was how that sweet little virgin mouth that she was kissing her daddy with right now was wrapped around my cock last night, that little tongue of hers flicking against my Prince Albert.

  His daughter loved me. She also loved my cock.

  Chapter Six

  Carly

  I knew Nash hated the necklace the second he saw it, so I pretended to like it for both of us. It was a miracle my father hadn’t caught onto our shenanigans, and an even bigger miracle that I hadn’t dragged Nash into the bathroom to give me my release. The man was sex on a stick, and he knew exactly how to make me weak in the knees.

  “You’re telling me you can’t go to a party with me tonight to celebrate our graduation because you have a date with an older man?” Avery, one of my best friends, mocked me. I knew she was jealous of the fact that I was going to be sleeping with an older man, and honestly I didn’t see the appeal. I loved Nash because I had wanted him since I was a child. My crush changed over the years, but I had always wanted to be with him.

  “Yes. I have plans. I’ll be at your house for the party next week, but I have plans tonight.” We lined up for graduation like it was a simple task and not the end of a twelve-year career of learning, growing, and adjusting to new things in life. I was excited, even thrilled, to have everyone minus my mom with me here tonight. I had met up with my dad for dinner already, and was sad to discover Nash wasn’t there.

  “Holy fuck, Carly. Who is that tall glass of handsome standing next to your dad?” Avery was almost drooling, and all I could think was, that’s the man I’m going to be with tonight instead of going to your party.

  “His name is Nash and he’s my dad’s best friend.” I wanted to add my boyfriend in there, but we weren’t exactly official yet.

  “Well hello hunk of handsome, I’m Avery.” She purred, and then meowed, making claws with her hands. The fact that she thought he was handsome only thrilled me more. I’m glad she didn’t see him like she saw my dad.

  “He’s gorgeous, I know, but completely off limits, I’ve heard.” I whispered to her as we made our entrance into the auditorium. I could feel Nash’s eyes boring into mine, the heat of his stare doing crazy ass things to my body. I wanted him and I had all day. My pussy was drenched and throbbing. I had already changed my panties once today, and I even sent him a text message telling him that, but I hadn’t heard anything back so I assumed he didn’t look at it yet.

  “Off limits? Excuse me, but why?” Avery smiled, as we stopped for photos and as soon as we made it up the steps and onto the stage together, I decided to tell her.

  “Because he’s shacking up with me.” The words slipped out just in time, because she was going one way and I was going the other. I watched out of the corner of my eye as rage surfaced on her face. I couldn’t even tell you how hilarious it was. I of course would pay for it later but none of that mattered, it was funny for the time being.

  “Thank you everyone, and good evening. It is an honor to have all of you here with us celebrating the graduating class of 2016.” Principle Ecklebrugh announced, all chipper like.

  There were hoots and hollers from the crowd, but my eyes were glued on one person and one person only: Nash. He watched me, drinking me in, savoring every look he could get. I didn’t care about these people sitting next to me nearly as much as I cared about him.

  I couldn’t wait to get my hands on him tonight. I hoped like hell was ready for me because I was ready for him, and had been for years. The ceremony carried on for a what seemed like forever, members of my class going up to the podium and speaking about their favorite times together, while teachers snuck in a comment or story about something one of us students had done in their class.

  If I was being honest, all the bullshit could stop now. Thankfully, the principal announced in the next second that he would be doing the deliverance of diplomas. The first row stood, and Ecklebrugh started saying names; every person crossing the stage, shaking his hand, and taking their diploma. The second and third rows did the name, and then it was my row’s turn. Butterflies filled my belly. This was it, the last thing that separated Nash and I.

  Now that I had graduated my dad couldn’t say anything about us being together. I stood, and as the line moved, the numbers of people that still needed to go across the stage dwindled down.

  “Carly Marie Miller.” Ecklebrugh called my name, and I climbed the stairs taking his hand in mine. The old man was near retirement or at least he had to be. He smiled down at me and I moved on to shake the rest of the school board members’ hands. There were a bunch of whistles and hoots from the crowd as I made my way off the stage and back to my seat.

  A smile was plastered on my face. I had done it. I was free. We stood together as one in celebration as balloons fell from the ceiling and silly string was sprayed from plastic bottles throughout the class.

  I pulled away from the group, slipping through the side door off to my right. It would take me backstage, and out by the restrooms. I knew Nash planned on telling my father about us real soon, I just hoped that he hadn’t yet.

  As soon as I stepped through the stage door, I was grabbed from behind and pulled into another room, probably a storage closet.

  “I’m surprised I restrained myself this long…” Nash’s husky voice filtered into my ears and my body relaxed against his chest.

  “I was just coming to find you. I was so upset when I found out you weren’t coming to dinner, and then I texted you and you didn’t answer…” I sounded like one of those clingy girlfriends. “I thought you were mad at me.” I finished, feeling defeated.

  “Shhh, baby girl.” His rough tongue slid against the side of my throat, and my knees buckled. Oh fuck, how erotic was it for him to taste my skin?

  “Ahhh.” I moaned. “Nash…” But my words were lost in the passion of it all. He slipped pulled up my graduation gown and made his way underneath my dress. Were we really doing this right here, right now?

  “You know what I was dreaming about this morning before you woke me up?” I shook my head no, his fingers tracing the seam of my panties, the feather light touch of his hand was doing crazy things to my body.

  “I dreamt that you asked me for a baby, you wanted me to be a daddy.” He sounded so proud and that pride was there in his touch, which grew more eager. I needed this, after everything he had put me through, I needed some type of release.

  Pushing my panties to the side, he entered me with two fingers, stretching me in the most delicious way.

  “Oh fuck, Nash.” I slammed my head back against his chest, and felt his warm breath caressing my skin. He was turned on, way more than I expected and I knew that, not only from his quick movements, but also from the steel rod poking me in the back.

  “Yes, Carly. That’s what were going to do. Fuck. I’m going to plant my seed in your belly and watch it grow. I’m going to give you what you want… You want that, don’t you?” He coaxed the words from my lips.

  “Yes, Nash. Yes!” I was breathless with each slip of his fingers into my tight hole. My body was on fire, and every breath that filled my lungs burned, but I held on, letting him give to me what he wanted.

  “I’m cumming…” I screamed into his shirt, and a muffled laugh slipped from his lips while my pussy clenched around his fingers. I had never done something so bad, so naughty in the school with all my classmates but a few feet away.

  “Squeeze my fingers tight, just like you will my cock tonight.” Nash dirty talked, as another wave of pleasure crashed into me and pulled me under. Orgasms with Nash were insane, and to think I had missed out on this feeling for years. The free falling feeling, as every single hair on your body stood on end for a few seconds.

  “Ahhh… It’s so good.” I whisper yelled afraid that we may get caught if I didn’t. Nash kept up his pace, pumping in and out of me, helping to build another orgasm. It wasn’t until he turned his fingers real sharp and rubbed in a circular motion upwards that I was shaking, my entire body going weak, as my knees gave out. Nash clutched me to his chest tightly holding my weight as the orgasm from heaven seeped into my bones.

  “Holy shit.” I mumbled, barely able to get a word out. I was pretty sure he had made up for all the teasing he had done this morning.

  “It’s called a g-spot baby girl, you better get used to that feeling, because it’s going to happen a-fucking-lot once we start fucking.” Nash promised. His touch consumed me and I never wanted to let go of it. Still as he gently pulled out of me I felt less cold inside than I did before, because at least tonight I knew we would become one.

  I watched through the shadowy light that peeked into the room as Nash shoved both fingers into his mouth, sucking off the salty taste of my release. He lapped at his fingers, dragging his teeth over his skin.

  “Your taste is so fuckin’ sweet. Like an aged wine, you taste better and better with time.” It was my turn to laugh at the sentiment. He was adorable, and the fact that he liked to taste me from the inside out was totally something I was on board with, especially if he looked at me like he was right now all the time.

  “Laugh it up, sweetheart, but we both know it’ll be me bringing you, sweet Carly, to your knees over and over again tonight.” He threatened, pressing a kiss to my head. I smirked, knowing that I may be brought to my knees tonight but what he didn’t know was that he was going to be coming right down with me.

  Chapter Seven

  Nash

  Before I could give Carly her present and take her virginity I needed to talk to Daddy Dearest, also known as Kyle, my best friend. I always told him everything, except this.

  I dialed his number and let the phone ring and ring and when he didn’t answer I hung up. Before leaving the school, I gave my girl a little something to hold her over and then slid out the back door letting her know I would be over at around nine tonight with takeout.

  I didn’t see Kyle then but I could only assume that he would be at the one place I was going to be going to later, and even though I didn’t want to announce Carly and I being together there in her home in front of whoever they had invited, I needed to nip this shit in the bud.

  I was a man of my word, and that meant I would stand toe to toe with my fuckin’ girl’s dad. Starting my motorcycle up, I smiled at the thought of building a home with Carly and watching as my seed grew inside her. I revved the engine and then shot off like a bullet in the direction of Carly’s house.

  The drive was short, and anxiety ticked away inside of me like a clock ticking down on a bomb. What would he say? Would he be cool with it? I hoped so, because I wasn’t going anywhere. Carly was mine, and I had already shown everyone but him that. I pulled into the driveway, parking my bike near the road.

  Just fuckin’ tell’ him you love her. My conscience sputtered out. I stomped up the driveway and to the front door. I didn’t need to knock, but it felt like the right thing. I squeezed my eyes shut, and scratched at the back of my head in frustration. I was no Prince Charming and this wasn’t a fuckin’ fairytale, but I was more than ready to give Carly her happily ever after.

  Gripping the door handle in my sweaty palm, I turned it, opening the door. All the voices inside seemed to come to an abrupt halt. I smiled as I stepped through the door, my body lighting up as I noticed Carly first. She was sitting on the sectional in the living room in a pair of yoga pants and t-shirt that said something about a book boyfriend.

  “Howdy.” I waved a hand at the girl sitting next to her and Jase, who was sitting on the other end of the sectional.

  “Nash.” Carly practically sighed my name.

  “Where’s your pops?” I questioned. She had to know that I was going to be telling him now. “I need to talk to him. I have something important to tell him.” I added just incase she hadn’t caught on.

  Carly’s eyes grew wide, as she shook her head back and forth as if to say no, not now. What she didn’t know was that I was done hiding what we were. I was ready to take us to the next level and that meant letting everyone know about us.

  Catching a glimpse of Kyle as he walked past the sliding glass doors, I knew what I had to do. I took maybe five steps in the direction of the door and Carly was in front of me, one of her hands reaching up to stop me.

  “My mom’s here, Nash.” She whispered, looking over my shoulder at her friend and brother. I blinked. I got what she was saying but this needed to be done and any problems him and Sarah were having had nothing to do with Carly and I.

  “I don’t care. This is about us, baby. About you and me. I’m done hiding this. I don’t care if I’m older, or your dad’s best friend. All I care about is you.” I tucked a strand of her caramel brown hair behind her ear, and silently pleaded with her to let me do this.

  “How did I get so lucky?” She asked, reaching up onto her toes to press a kiss to my lips. I smirked at her, and she moved out of the way, letting me go outside. I gripped the handle on the glass door, watching the clusterfuck known as Sarah and Kyle outside. They were arguing back and forth. Kyle looking beyond pissed, and Sarah looking frustrated as hell.

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