Don’t Test Me Little Girl

Have you ever thought of spreading your legs so f*****g wide for your dad’s Alpha best friend that he wrecks your virgin p***y and f***s you full of c*m for an entire summer while your dad thinks he’s just “protecting” you? Hey… it’s me again. Dad dropped the bombshell that I’d be staying with his best friend all summer. “Knox will look after you, baby. He’s family. You’ll be safe there.” Safe. Yeah right. Dad has no clue I’ve been creaming my panties for his best friend for years. The second I got off my dad’s SUV, my eyes landed straight on my dad’s best friend. Knox Vance. f**k. He was standing right there in the doorway of his huge lakeside cabin like some god who owned the whole damn summer. Six-four of thick muscle and oh my god those gray sweatpants… Jesus Christ on a f*****g cracker. The outline of his c**k hung there between those powerful hockey thighs, thick and long and swinging like it already knew it wanted to stretch a tight little hole open. My hole. “Alice.”. Those storm-gray eyes dragged over my body, my tight tank top sticking to my hard n*****s from the sticky summer heat, my tiny denim shorts riding way up my ass, barely covering anything. His jaw clenched super tight, like he was pissed and starving at the same time. Dad laughed and clapped him on the back all casual, like this was some normal bro favor. “She’s your problem now, Knox. Keep her in line this summer, yeah? You owe me that much, man. Don’t let her run wild like she does back home. Housing fell through at the last minute, so she’s all yours for the next few months. I trust you with my life, brother and with her. She can be a handful, but you’re the only one I’d leave her with.” Knox’s nostrils flared, but his eyes stayed locked on me like he couldn’t look away even if he tried. “She’ll follow the rules. Or she’ll learn what happens when she doesn’t. I’ve handled worse on the ice. She won’t be any different.” Rules? Oh f**k, that word hit me right in my p***y and made everything even harder. I dragged my suitcase past him extra slow on purpose, brushing my whole body right up against his big hard frame. Fuckkkkk, he was burning hot. I swear I felt his thick c**k twitch hard against my hip for a second and I almost moaned out loud like a total w***e. “Careful, little girl,” he growled low, just for me, his voice all strained as Dad headed back to the SUV to grab the last bag. Inside the cool cabin I was still on absolute fire, my thighs squeezing together as I followed him down the hall to the guest room. He stood way too close behind me the whole time, all that heat rolling off him making my skin tingle. When I bent over deep to unzip my suitcase, ass up high and my tiny shorts riding up until my soaked p***y was basically on display, I heard him suck in this sharp, ragged breath like he was in actual pain. “Rules,” he growled, voice all strained and dangerous now. “No parties. No boys. No walking around my house dressed like a c**k-teasing little slut. Curfew midnight. Phone stays on at all times. You tell me where you’re going. You break them… and I’ll handle you myself, Alice. I mean it. This isn’t a game. Your dad’s counting on me to keep you safe.” I stood up real slow, turned around, and stepped right into his space until my t**s were pressed all up against his hard abs, my hard n*****s aching from the contact. I tilted my head up at him, biting my lip all bratty. “Handle me how, Knox? Come on, tell me. You gonna spank this naughty ass until it’s bright red and I’m crying and begging you to stop? Or are you gonna grab me by the throat, pin me down on this bed, and f**k your best friend’s daughter raw with that fat c**k I felt twitching against me outside? Be honest, Daddy… how exactly are you gonna ‘handle’ a bad girl like me who’s been fantasizing about you for years?” His huge hand shot out lightning fast and wrapped around my upper arm, fingers digging in so good it made me gasp. His other hand twitched at his side like he was dying to choke me or slap my t**s or shove those thick fingers deep inside my dripping cunt right there in the doorway. “Don’t tempt me, little girl,” he snarled, eyes dark and wild on my mouth like he was two seconds from forcing his c**k between my lips. “You have no f*****g idea what you’re playing with. Marcus trusts me with his life with you. This is f****d up. You’re his daughter. I’m supposed to protect you, not… not whatever the hell this is. I’m not the man in those books you’ve been reading.” I licked my lips all slow and slutty, grinding my thigh against that massive hard bulge in his sweatpants, feeling it against me. “Oh I think I do, Daddy. What if I want to tempt you? What if I’ve been spreading my legs every single night in my bed for years now, fingering my tight soaked p***y and rubbing my swollen c**t like crazy while moaning your name? “Coming so hard I cry because I need you to ruin me so f*****g bad? What if I’ve been touching myself thinking about you breaking every single rule and breeding your best friend’s little girl right under his nose while he’s gone for months? Would you still ‘protect’ me then, or would you finally give in and f**k me like I know you want to? Tell me the truth, Knox… how long have you been hard for me too?” Knox’s grip tightened until it hurt so good, his massive chest heaving like a wild animal ready to snap. His c**k was rock hard now, tenting those sweatpants, so thick and huge it made my mouth water and my hole flutter greedily. “Jesus f*****g Christ, Alice… stop. You can’t say s**t like that to me. He pulled me out of the worst year of my life. I owe him everything. I built my whole damn life on control and honor, and you’re standing here trying to burn it all down with that filthy little mouth. You’re too young. Too off-limits. This can’t happen. I won’t let it.” But he still didn’t let go. He didn’t step back. His thumb brushed my arm like he couldn’t help it, eyes burning into mine with that raging loyalty fighting the beast that wanted to throw me down and claim me right here. “You need to unpack and stay in this room until dinner. I’m serious.” I smiled all bratty and pressed even closer as I rolled my hips again. “Then why is your c**k so hard for me right now, Knox? Why aren’t you pushing me away? What if I drop to my knees right here and suck you off before dinner? Would you stop me, Daddy? Or would you fist my hair and f**k my throat like you’ve been wanting to since I walked up? Come on… be honest with me for once.” His hand slid up to my throat, not squeezing hard but holding me there, thumb brushing my racing pulse. “You’re going to get us both in so much f*****g trouble, little girl,” he rasped, forehead almost touching mine. “I’m not the man you think I am. I don’t break rules. Especially not this one. Unpack. Dinner at seven. And stay the f**k out of my way if you know what’s good for you… before I do something we’ll both regret.” He let go like I burned him and stepped back. For a second I thought he might snap anyway, shove me onto the bed and give me exactly what my soaked p***y was begging for. But he turned sharply, raking a hand through his hair as he headed for the door. He paused in the doorway. “What would you like to eat tonight, Alice?” I smiled, biting my lip as I let my eyes drop pointedly to the thick outline of his hard d**k. “c*m,” I said sweetly. “Your c*m, Daddy. Straight down my throat or pumped deep in my tight little p***y. That’s what I’m hungry for.” Knox froze. His shoulders tensed so hard I heard the faint pop of his knuckles as his fists clenched at his sides. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered. “You really don’t know when to stop, do you?” He slammed the door hard behind him. I sank down onto the edge of the bed. “Oh my god… oh my f*****g god,” I whispered to myself, pressing my thighs together because I was still throbbing and soaked. “What the hell did I just do? This summer is gonna be absolute chaos… just thinking it makes me wetter. Should I unpack or go downstairs in something even tinier just to watch him lose his mind at dinner? God, I’m already obsessed. What if I wear nothing but his shirt later? What if I ‘accidentally’ walk out of the shower naked? What if I leave my door open while I change? What if I sit on his lap at dinner and grind on that thick c**k until he snaps and f***s me right on the table? He’s gonna snap. I can feel it. And when he does… I’m gonna let him destroy me in every way I’ve dreamed about. I want him to lose control and claim me so hard the whole cabin hears me screaming his name.” I flopped back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, biting my lip hard while my mind replayed every growl. The thought of him downstairs trying to act normal while his c**k was probably still hard because of me made me giggle and moan at the same time. Yall wait and see what the summer holds for me. Trust me you’ll get soaked. Because if I can make a man like Knox Vance..all that control, all that honor..lose his mind and f**k his best friend’s daughter raw… then baby, you’re gonna feel every single dirty second right along with me. The stares. The almost-touches. The way his voice drops when he growls my name. The moment he finally snaps and gives me exactly what I’ve been begging for. This summer is gonna be nasty, delicious, and completely ruined in the best way possible. I can’t f*****g wait!!