Page 12 of Sold to My Best Friend's Dad

He heard her sudden gasp and while she was distracted, he cupped her tits, playing with the full pert nipples. Since she had shown him one of her tits, he’d wanted to get her naked, to see every single part of her body, and she didn’t disappoint.

Moving her forward, Clara didn’t fight him as he stepped them both in front of a mirror. She closed her eyes the moment she realized they were in front of it.

“Open your eyes, Clara,” he said. He loved saying her name and the way it rolled off the tongue. “You make me hard just looking at you. Your body is made to be fucked.”

She let out a moan.

Cupping her tits, he watched as her legs pressed together, clearly trying to get friction of any kind.

He let go of her breasts and slid his hands down, loving how they curved in at her waist, but then flared out as they went over her large hips. It struck him that she had a body designed for carrying children.

Staring at her reflection, Grayson thought about her swollen, carrying his child. “I need to add something to our deal,” he said.

Clara tensed up, it was subtle, but he felt it.

“What more?” she asked.

He stroked his fingers through the fine hairs of her pussy. Pressing his hand between them, he touched her slit, sliding a finger between her lips. He heard her sudden gasp, and she shook a little in his arms. She’d never been touched like this and that alone thrilled him. Such youth and innocence—all his.

“When I pop that cherry, I won’t be wearing a condom, Clara. Tell me you’re on the pill.”

She shook her head, and this made him smile. Perfect.

“Then I suggest you get on the pill and hope it takes effect soon, because I want to fill your cunt with my creamy spunk. I want to watch it dripping from your pussy.”

She didn’t have time to protest as he stroked her clit, over and over. Clara was sodden.

He knew she claimed to only be doing this for the money, but deep down, he knew Clara wanted him. She was attracted to him, and her body didn’t lie. She could try to hide it all she wanted. Grayson wasn’t a fool.

Clara cried out, his name spilling from her lips as he watched her. She pressed her head against his chest, her breathing heavy. Her hands were clenched, and she struggled with each new sensation he evoked.

He stared at her, mesmerized, unable to look away.

If she attempted to get on the pill, he was going to make sure she forgot to take them. Grayson knew he was being an idiot for even contemplating it. He was a grown man and already had an adult daughter. The very thought of fathering a child with Clara made his cock even harder, and he was pretty sure more pre-cum spilled from the tip. They would make beautiful babies.

Taking one of her clenched hands, he wrapped it around the back of his neck, and then stroked his fingers down the curve of her body. She moaned his name as he touched her clit again. Tonight, he wouldn’t lick her sweet cunt, but he wanted her to get a taste of what it would be like with him.

Clara whimpered and then her whole body shook as she came hard. Grayson allowed her to ride that wave of pleasure. She was stunning. Her tits shook with each of her indrawn breaths, and he didn’t stop touching her, waiting for every drop of pleasure to be milked from her body. Only then did he let her go, but he moved her toward the bed, sitting her on the edge. Unless she helped him to take care of his cock, there was no way he would be able to sleep.

The truth was, all he wanted to do was spread her legs and fuck her, claiming her virginity, but he couldn’t risk it. He had some time on his hands to be able to get his fill and if he got her pregnant, he could always bring about another deal.

Clara cared about her mother, and well, he was more than happy to take care of her. He wanted to hate her, but he had done his research. Clara and her mother were nothing like he imagined. She had lost her father at a young age. It had been sudden, and it had cost them so much. Her mother had worked hard for her little girl, but having to deal with old medical bills, everything had mounted up.

He was the only answer to their prayers. It was the least he could do for the shit he’d given to Clara. It also helped that he wanted her as well.

“I think it’s about time those lips learn how to suck my cock,” he said. “Open them.”

Chapter Five

Once Grayson got home, it would officially be their second night together. Yesterday, they’d only kissed. He loved to touch her and explore her body. She couldn’t complain.

She was alone in his big house, wearing the skimpy white lingerie he’d laid out for her. Although this whole situation was thrilling, and she was doing it all for the right reasons, she couldn’t help but feel a bit of disappointment.

Grayson wanted her to appease his huge sexual appetite. He was even willing to spend over three hundred thousand when this was all said and done. She was a sex toy, nothing more. The truth was, even though he’d been cruel to her over the years, she had a wicked crush on him. Now it had morphed into more. She swore she was falling in love but wasn’t sure since this would be her first time.

When this week was over, when she’d given him the virginity he demanded, what next? He’d move on with his life and so would she. Clara wanted more. She wanted a happily ever after with her friend’s dad. It was stupid and impossible, but she couldn’t help craving it nonetheless.

When Clara heard his garage door opener, her body reacted on instinct. She was excited to see him. Any minute and he’d walk through the door, carrying the freshness of the outdoors mingled with his masculine cologne.

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