Page 8 of Texting Dad's Best Friend

“Did I hurt you?” I ask.

Rhett laughs. “Baby, you could suffocate me with your thighs, and I’d say thank you for it,” he tells me, and just like that, my need for him is reignited.

I want to make him feel the way he just made me feel, and though I have no idea what I’m doing, I’ve always been a pretty quick learner. When Rhett stands, I shuffle forward and reach for the zipper on his pants.

“What are you doing, baby?” he asks, amusement and lust coating the words.

I grin, trying to muster some confidence, as he helps me undress him, stepping out of his pants and underwear and tugging his shirt off. For a second, I forget his question, too busy drinking in the sight of him. Suddenly, my plan feels a lot less intimidating as my mouth waters over the sight of his muscles and the veins flexing on his arms when he reaches for me, tucking my hair behind my ears.

“Returning the favor,” I finally answer, my eyes dropping to his cock, hard and ready. Thankfully, with him standing and me sitting on the edge of the sofa, I’m at the perfect height for this.

“There’s no press—” Rhett begins to say, but I cut him short by leaning forward and taking him in my mouth. The groan he makes as I sweep my tongue over him sends a burning hot thrill through me that spurs me on. His hands fly to my hair, and I moan as he tugs a little at the strands. “Fuck, baby,” he grunts as I take him deeper, learning what he likes.

Rhett guides me, helping me set a rhythm as I bob my head on his length, gagging a little when he hits the back of my throat.

“God, Rayna, you look so fucking pretty swallowing my cock like that,” he groans, and I whimper around him, doubling my efforts. “That’s it, such a good fucking girl. You feel fucking incredible, baby.”

All his praise and encouragement light me up inside, and I feel like I could float with how satisfied it makes me feel.

“Fuck, just like that,” he groans as I hollow my cheeks around him. “I’m gonna come, baby.”

I swallow, savoring the way he cups my face and stares down at me with so much heat in his eyes as he comes undone. I let him catch his breath, licking my lips to make sure I got every drop.

“Was that okay?” I ask after a second, giving him a smile. “I’ve never done that before.”

Rhett shakes his head at me. “Okay? Baby, you’re fucking perfect,” he reassures me, making me grin wider. He leans down and kisses me, and I sigh, melting against him, absolutely certain that this man is the one I’m meant to spend forever with.

5

RHETT

It’s barely been a week since Rayna and I officially got together, and we haven’t been able to keep our hands off each other since. It’s like we’re making up for lost time, both of us drawn to each other in a primal way. There’s no doubt in my mind that she’s the girl for me, the one I’ll spend forever with, the one I’ll never let go. Rayna is everything I’ve ever wanted, and I want to spend as much time with her as possible. Perhaps that would be weird to others, but when you’ve spent as much time wanting each other as we have, nothing feels more natural than this.

“I have something to show you,” Rayna calls out from the bathroom.

I turn my head just in time to see her walking out to the living room, looking like a goddamn dream. She’s dressed in white lingerie, a strappy bodysuit with see-through lace that’s equally as angelic as it is devilish. Instantly, my blood heats for her, and my cock hardens.

“God, baby, you’re fucking stunning,” I groan, holding my arms out so she can step closer to me. Wrapping my arms around her, I tug her down so she’s straddling my lap. The top of the bodysuit pushes her breasts up, and I dip my head, unable to resist giving them the attention they deserve.

“Do you like it?” she pants, her fingers running through my hair as I tease her nipple with my teeth through the lace. “I figure I have a reason now to buy pretty underwear, so I went shopping.”

“You’d look incredible in anything,” I tell her, “but yes, I fucking love it. You’re so gorgeous.”

“I’m gonna get an ego if you keep showering me with compliments,” Rayna laughs, arching her back as I stroke my hand down her stomach.

“Fuck,” I curse as I realize the bodysuit is crotchless, leaving her exposed and accessible. “I need you, baby.”

“Yes,” she pants, nodding eagerly.

She’s already wet for me, and I can’t resist fucking her with my fingers as I use my other hand to free my cock from my jeans. I’m too caught up in her to bother undressing fully, needing her too fast to risk moving her even an inch away from me.

“Rhett,” Rayna moans as I slip my fingers out of her and replace them with my cock, helping her sink down on me as her thighs shake. “You feel so good.”

The way her voice shakes with desire is like an addictive drug, and I want more of it. She’s heaven around my cock, and I know for a fact nothing in this world will ever feel as good as being inside my girl like this.

I wrap my hands around her waist, helping her move and find her rhythm. She rocks on top of me, her hands braced on my shoulders and her head falling back as her breaths come fast and heavy.

I kiss her neck, groaning against her soft skin, needing to feel her fall apart around me. I fit one hand between us, pressing my thumb against her clit so with every movement of her hips, she grinds against me.

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