Tempting Her Best Friend's Father (9 page)

“Do you realize how hard it’s been for me? Do
you realize that the harder you try and stay away the more I want you?”

“Isaac.” His name was just a breath of air from
her lips. She meant to tell him she couldn’t do this anymore, but of course she
couldn’t bring herself to say it, not when he was so close.

“I love it when you say my name.” With that he
brought his lips to hers. He still had his arms wrapped around her, and ever so
slowly moved him hands lower down her back.

His kiss was like fire, like spice that burned
every part of her body. His cock was nestled between her thighs, stroking,
enticing an intense pleasure that made her yearn for more.
   

“I need you, Mona. I need you like I’ve never
needed anything before in my life.”

His words filled her heart, and she lost herself
to him. Mona wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pressed her breasts
against his chest. Her nipples were hard as rock, and when they moved against
his slick skin it sent tingles of pleasure through her. He kissed her again and
pressed her back up against the tile. It was cold and shocking against her
heated skin, but the dual sensations had her growing hotter.

The kiss started off slow, but soon became more
passionate. Isaac slid his hand across her thigh and gripped the back of her
knee, placing it over his leg. Her pussy lips spread from the movement and his
cock nestled deeper into her center. The root of his shaft rubbed against her
clit and she shook from the intensity of it. It had only been a week since they
had been together, but it felt like ages.

He started to thrust his pelvis against her,
slow at first but faster and faster as their kiss intensified. It was pleasure
and pain and all she wanted at that moment was to feel him push all those
heavy, thick and throbbing inches into her body.

“Please, Isaac.”

He kissed the shell of her ear and whispered her
name. He took his other hand and placed it between their bodies. His fingers
across her swollen, slick labia sent tingles straight to her clit. He spread
her flesh apart and let it snap back into place.

“I want to be inside of you. So. Fucking. Bad.”

Her heart stuttered and cream gushed out of her
cunt. He kissed her again, but before it became heated like it had been seconds
before, he had her turned around. Her breasts pressed against the tile, her
nipples so hard they slipped against the slick surface. With his free hand he
propped her leg on the edge of the tub. Mona knew he could see everything, a
thought that had embarrassment flooding her.

“I want to be here, Mona.” He emphasized his
point by running the pad of his finger along her anus.

Never had anyone touched her there, and the very
idea that Isaac wanted to breech that virgin spot frightened her slightly.

“Not tonight, though.” With that being said,
Isaac placed the tip of his shaft at the entrance of her pussy.

Her pussy was so slick with her cream that the
tip of his cock slipped into her body with little to no effort. It might have
been an easy entrance, but he was still larger than anything she had ever had
and the joy of being filled encompassed her.

He went agonizingly slow as he pushed his
enormous cock into her body. Her palms were flat against the tile, but with
each inch he shoved into her, she curled her fingers into the hard surface,
trying to get leverage but failing miserably. Eyes closed and bottom lip
between her teeth, Mona moaned out her pleasure. It felt so good, so
agonizingly good that she wanted to scream.

Isaac grunted his own pleasure behind her. He
only stilled for a moment when he was buried to the hilt inside of her, and
then he was like a madman. As he thrust into her like his life depended on it,
Mona could do nothing but hold on and enjoy the exquisite torture he delivered.

“Fuck, Mona. Your pussy is so tight, so hot and
wet. I could be buried inside of you all night long.” He kissed the nape of her
neck as he continued to pump into her. Faster and harder he plowed until she
was pressed completely against the tile. His dominating movements made her feel
purely feminine.

When her orgasm peaked, she tasted blood coat
her tongue. It didn’t disgust her; in fact, the flavor inflamed her, showed her
what his fucking could make her do. As her climax ended and his began, little
aftershocks of ecstasy raced through her. Legs about to give out, she was
thankful when he pulled his softening shaft from her and wrapped his arms around
her waist. It was a surreal moment, to have been fucked raw by a man that by
all means should be forbidden. Here he was, holding her so tenderly, whispering
endearments into her hair that had tears welling behind her lids, while he washed
the remnants of what they had just done from between her thighs.

This was bad, very bad, because Mona was finding
it really hard to not let her emotions bloom from infatuation to love.

Chapter Eleven

As the days progressed Mona found it harder and
harder to keep her distance from Isaac. Kara was staying out more than ever,
and with her personality changes, Mona knew she had to talk to her. Whatever
was going on with her and Marcus was causing the friend she had known all her
life to become a stranger.

Mona finished getting ready for work, determined
to sit down and talk it out with Kara tonight. When she stepped off the landing
and adjusted the small barista apron hanging over her arm, she ran right into
Isaac. Of course Kara was already gone, so with the house to themselves, Mona
instantly felt a wave of arousal slam into her.

He wore an expensively tailored suit and that
cologne he wore, the same one that had her panties becoming wet every time she
smelled it, had her nipples beading up and her clit tingling. He instantly
wrapped his arms around her, brought his big body close to hers, and kissed her
like it was the last thing he would ever do. She should have gotten lost in the
kiss, but her mind reeled about what was to happen in the upcoming weeks. Her
first semester of school was scheduled to start in a month, and Mona couldn’t
help but wonder how all of this would play out in the end.

He nipped at her lips until she felt the blood
rush to the surface. Soon her thoughts turned toward what he was actually doing
to her. With deft, expert fingers, he started to unbutton her blouse. He
slipped his hand inside and cupped one of her breasts, all the while never
ending their kiss. She knew he could feel her nipple through the thin material
of her bra. Hell, it probably felt like a rock against his fingers. A gasp left
her and she pushed him away. It wouldn’t do any good to get worked up when she
had to leave in a few minutes.

He didn’t resist her when she shoved at his
chest; in fact, he smiled broadly and started to stoke his shaft through his
trousers.

“See what you do to me.” His grin had her heart
skipping a beat.

His lips were red and swollen, and she lifted
her finger and ran it over her own. Did her lips look like his? It was as if he
had imprinted himself on her, and she would never be able to wash it away. Oh,
who was she kidding, she didn’t want to wash it away.
 
She wanted this to last with Isaac, but with
the lying to Kara, the guilt, and starting school soon, Mona honestly didn’t
see how it would work.

“Isaac, I think we need to talk about…” She used
her hand to gesture between the two of them.

Isaac opened his mouth to say something, but
before he could get any words out a sharp knock on the door sounded. Neither of
them moved for several seconds and then he turned, gripped the handle, and
opened the door.

Holly stood on the other side, her smile wide,
her teeth painfully white as they glistened. She held some kind of covered dish
in her hand, clearly some kind of offering in hopes of winning Isaac back.
Mona’s cheeks heated as she pictured all of the naughty things she had done
with Isaac since Holly and he had broken up.

As the seconds ticked by, Holly realized Isaac
wasn’t alone. She turned her blue stare to Mona, but soon that smile faded into
something darker. She eyed Mona up and down, and it was then that Mona realized
her shirt was still unbuttoned from Isaac’s touch. She snatched the two halves
of material together and felt her face become even hotter. It really shouldn’t
have mattered to Mona what Holly thought at this point. Isaac and she had been
broken up, but still, Mona couldn’t help feel a slight twinge of guilt.

“I guess I’ve caught you at a bad time.” Holly’s
voice dripped with sarcasm. “We need to talk. Alone.”

The subtle hint that Holly wanted her gone
wasn’t lost on Mona. She knew it was time to leave. Mona excused herself and
went into the spare bathroom. When the door was closed behind her she took a
look at herself in the mirror.

Her lips were definitely swollen and red, along
with her cheeks. Her midriff was showing and her nipples were hard as rocks
beneath the thin white material of her shirt. Yeah, she looked like they had
been definitely doing something. As the minutes ticked by and she was able to
get herself somewhat presentable, she debated whether or not to sneak out the
back to avoid Holly.

After contemplating it for what seemed like
forever she knew she was being ridiculous. Why should she be intimidated by
Holly, and why should she care what she thought? She wasn’t a child any longer
to let others push her around with a simple look.

Shoulders squared, Mona left the bathroom,
determined to grab her stuff and march right by Holly. When she rounded the
corner and entered the foyer she realized she was alone.

The front door was closed, and after a glance
out the side window she realized there were no cars in the driveway. Surprise
filled her that Isaac would leave without so much as a goodbye.
Stop being stupid, Mona.
Her inner
dialogue snapped her out of her momentary confusion. Bag in hand, she left the
house, wondering exactly what
did
happen between Holly and Isaac.

Chapter Twelve

When Mona pulled into the driveway after her
shift ended at the coffee shop, the sun had already set below the horizon. Her
back ached and she smelled like coffee beans. She couldn’t complain though. Every
penny she earned went toward a place to stay when she was in college.

A week already passed since that awkward morning
when Holly had stopped by and spoken to Isaac. She hadn’t brought it up to him
and she had noticed a definite change in him. He seemed distant and forlorn,
like something weighed heavily on him. Maybe it was for the best. Maybe he was
finally realizing that what they had couldn’t go on any longer if it was kept
hidden. Maybe he was starting to really feel that bone-deep guilt that she felt
at the knowledge that if Kara ever found out it would break her heart.

She knew in her heart her relationship with
Isaac was more than just a fling, but she really couldn’t see herself burdening
him with staying at his home while his daughter was off in college. Guilt still
swamped her at the fact she was deceiving Karalina. Despite this, she still
found herself wanting him with a ferocity that startled her. It was like he was
a magnet she simply couldn’t break away from.

She needed to tell Kara what was really going
on, because it was eating away at her that she was hiding something so
monumental from someone so special to her. Even if she had to corner her to
make her listen, she would. The thought had crossed her mind that she could
just pretend it didn’t happen, that Kara could go off to college pleasantly
unaware that her father had fucked her best friend every which way during the
summer. She couldn’t though, because that was all she would think about.

She turned off the car and sat in silence for a
moment. The ticking noise of her engine cooling filled the small confines of
her car, but that wasn’t the only thing that broke the silence. The dim
rhythmic thump of music near by drew her attention to a red sports car up the
street. She knew that car, knew that it was Marcus’s and Kara was in there
doing God only knew what. Mona wasn’t about to find out either.

She grabbed her bag and climbed out of the car.
The door squeaked as she shut it and she winced. It wasn’t the prettiest thing
in the world, but it had been all she could afford and it got her where she
needed to go. She refused to let Isaac pay for something nicer for her,
especially since she was staying in his home free of charge. He had already
helped her out more than she could ever repay.

As she walked up the sidewalk and closer to
Marcus’s car, she could hear not only the sound of music, but also the distinct
sound of arguing. It really wasn’t Mona’s place to stop a lover’s spat, but she
knew Marcus’s reputation and Kara was in the car with him. She moved closer to
the car and saw Kara’s body slammed against the passenger side window. Mona
could see Marcus’s big body covering Kara’s much smaller one, and a fierce anger
like she had never felt encompassed her.

Kara’s plead for him to stop was Mona’s last
straw. Without thinking, she tore the passenger side door open. Kara all but
fell out of the car and turned wide, teary eyes up to Mona. The smell of
marijuana hit Mona’s senses like a ton of bricks, and a wall of smoke exited
the car as if it were escaping for its life.