OFF LIMIT MY BEST FRIEND'S DAD

Hidden Touch

The yacht had anchored in a secluded cove for lunch and swimming. The crew had set up a beautiful spread on the main deck chilled seafood, fresh salads, grilled fish, and cold drinks. Lily was in her element, laughing and taking photos with the captain and one of the crew members who had offered to show her how to steer the boat for a few minutes.

That left Mia and Alexander relatively alone on the upper sun deck in a quiet, shaded corner partially hidden by the yacht’s structure and large potted palms. The gentle rocking of the boat and the distant sound of waves created a perfect bubble of privacy.

Mia leaned against the railing, her sheer white cover-up still on, the emerald bikini visible beneath. She was still bare underneath, her body still buzzing from the risky show she had given Alexander earlier.

Alexander stood close behind her, pretending to admire the view of the turquoise water and the small rocky islands in the distance. His body heat radiated against her back.

“You’re dangerous,” he murmured, voice low enough that only she could hear. “What you did earlier… spreading your legs for me like that. I can’t get the image out of my head.”

Mia smiled, pressing back slightly against him. “Good. I don’t want you to forget it. I want you thinking about my p***y every time you look at me.”

His large hand rested casually on the railing beside her, but slowly, almost hesitantly, it moved to her hip. He didn’t pull away. Instead, his fingers brushed the side of her thigh through the thin cover-up, stroking lightly.

Mia’s breath caught. “Don’t stop,” she whispered. “Touch me, Alexander. I’ve been aching for your hands since last night.”

He exhaled shakily, his palm sliding lower until it rested fully on her bare thigh, just under the hem of the cover-up. The touch was electric. His fingers were warm, slightly calloused, and incredibly gentle at first tracing small circles on her smooth skin.

“You’re so soft,” he breathed against her ear. “So f*****g tempting. I keep telling myself to stop, but every time I get close to you, all I want to do is touch you.”

His hand ventured higher, slipping completely under the sheer fabric. When his fingers found no panties, he let out a quiet groan. “Jesus, Mia. You’re still bare. You’ve been walking around like this all day?”

Mia parted her legs slightly, giving him better access. “For you. Only for you. Touch me properly, Alexander. I need it.”

His fingers traced the crease where her thigh met her body, teasing, building anticipation. Then, slowly, deliberately, he cupped her bare p***y from behind. The heat of his palm against her slick, sensitive flesh made her knees weak.

“f**k, you’re soaked,” he growled softly, his middle finger sliding through her wet folds. “Dripping for me. After everything I said this morning about stopping… you still want me this badly?”

“Yes,” Mia whimpered quietly, gripping the railing. “I’ve wanted you for years. Please don’t tease me too much. I need you inside me.”

Alexander didn’t listen. He teased her mercilessly. His thick finger circled her swollen c**t slowly, applying just enough pressure to make her hips twitch. Then he slid lower, teasing her entrance without pushing in, spreading her wetness around.

“You’re so tight,” he whispered, his breath hot against her neck. “I can feel how much your little p***y wants me. It’s clenching every time I get close.”

Mia bit her lip hard to stay quiet as one of his fingers finally pushed inside her just the tip at first, then deeper, curling slightly. The intrusion felt incredible after hours of teasing.

“Oh god… Alexander,” she moaned under her breath. “More. Give me more.”

He added a second finger, stretching her slowly while his thumb found her c**t and rubbed firm, steady circles. His other arm wrapped around her waist from behind, holding her steady against him as the boat rocked gently.

“You like that?” he murmured, voice dark and possessive. “My fingers buried in your tight cunt while my daughter is right over there? You’re such a naughty girl, Mia. So f*****g wet and greedy for your best friend’s dad.”

Mia’s head fell back against his shoulder. “Yes… I’m your naughty girl. Finger me harder. Make me come on your hand.”

Alexander’s fingers thrust deeper, curling to hit that perfect spot inside her. His pace increased, the wet sounds of his fingers moving in and out of her barely masked by the ocean breeze. He kept her pressed against him, his hard c**k straining against her ass through his swim trunks.

“You feel so good,” he growled quietly. “Hot, tight, and dripping down my fingers. I want to taste you so badly. I want to drop to my knees right here and bury my face between these thighs.”

Mia’s legs trembled. She pushed back against his hand, riding his fingers shamelessly. “Then do it later. Tonight. In the villa. Or in the pool again. Just don’t stop now. I’m so close.”

His thumb pressed harder on her c**t, rubbing faster while his fingers f****d her with deep, steady strokes. “Come for me, baby. Come on my fingers like the desperate little tease you are. Let me feel this p***y squeeze me.”

The combination of his filthy words, the risk of being caught, and the expert way he worked her body pushed Mia over the edge. She came hard, biting down on her own arm to muffle the cry that tried to escape. Her p***y clenched rhythmically around his fingers, flooding them with fresh wetness as waves of pleasure crashed through her.

Alexander kept fingering her through the orgasm, gentling his movements but not stopping until she was whimpering and oversensitive. Only then did he slowly withdraw his hand, bringing his glistening fingers to his mouth and sucking them clean with a low, satisfied groan.

“Delicious,” he whispered. “Even better than I imagined.”

Mia turned in his arms, facing him. Her cheeks were flushed, eyes glassy with pleasure. She reached down and boldly palmed the massive erection straining his swim trunks.

“Your turn next,” she breathed, squeezing him gently. “I want to feel this inside me soon, Alexander. I don’t care how guilty you feel. I need you.”

He cupped her face, thumb brushing her lower lip, eyes dark with conflicting emotions. “You’re going to be my undoing, Mia. I keep saying this can’t happen, but every time I touch you, I want more. I want all of you.”

“Then take all of me,” she whispered, rising on her toes to kiss the corner of his mouth. “Stop fighting it. I’m yours.”

Before he could answer, Lily’s voice called out from the lower deck. “Dad! Mia! The captain says there’s a great snorkel spot nearby. You coming?”

Alexander stepped back quickly, adjusting himself and running a hand through his hair. “We’ll be right there!”

He looked at Mia one last time, his expression a mixture of raw lust, guilt, and something deeper. “This stays between us. For now.”

Mia smiled, still flushed and satisfied. “For now.”

As they joined Lily, Alexander’s hand brushed Mia’s lower back possessively for a brief second a silent promise, or maybe a warning.

The hidden touch on the yacht had only deepened their dangerous connection.

And Mia knew the real breaking point was coming soon.