Sinful Nights With My Best-friend's Father

An erotic Christmas Night

LACY

“Get out of here right now before I call security and have them throw you out!” I yelled angrily, pointing at the door.

He didn't budge. His tongue was rolling inside his mouth, caressing the cheek where I'd hit him.

His jaw was twitching and that got me very scared. I don't have a phone so I can't call anybody. The wise thing to do would be to get out of here and go call someone.

I barely took a step when he pulled me back roughly, trapping me in his big arms.

“Let me go!” I struggled vehemently, hitting his chest but his hold tightened, like he was trying to suffocate me.

His teeth clenched. “The only reason you're still alive after hitting me is that I'm f*****g serious about having a taste of your coochie. Otherwise, you'd be dead and f*****g rotting.”

I paled at his cold, unnerving threat. His eyes held so much rage that it was threatening to melt me away. But besides that rage was something I could recognize.

Lust. Intense lust.

“I'm not a w***e,” I repeated shakily. “If you want a coochie you'll pay for, there are lots of them out there. Not me.”

“I want you.” He growled out softly. I flinched as his hand caressed my ass. “You drove me insane with that dance.”

My heart was pounding heavily for unknown reasons. Good thing he slowly let me go, and I was able to catch my breath. But then he stole that breath with the next words he said.

“Let's get going.”

“Going? I don't wanna go anywhere with you…”

“I already paid your hostess for you. I'll pay you too. That's how it works, right? So let's get going.”

“And I just said…”

“Lady, you're trying my f*****g patience. And if you must know, patience isn't my strong suit. So you're either walking out of this room with your damn legs or I'm gonna carry you. Decide.”

Ca…carry me? I was astounded and flabbergasted by his threats. But something was exciting about it too.

Still, I knew better. If I go with him, I could get in trouble. And I didn't need more trouble. I already had enough.

My thought was cut short as he grabbed me, almost throwing me over his shoulder.

“No!” I protested quickly, stepping backwards. “I'll go with you. I'll walk.”

“About time you made a decision.”

“Can you give me a second of privacy? I need to get dressed.” I pleaded. He didn't budge.

“Just throw the robe over your outfit.”

Who is he?!

The impatient twitching of his jaw made me quickly throw the robe over my outfit. He opened the door and gestured for me to walk.

I gulped, held my head high, and stepped out of the room. James, Ma'am Janet, and some of the girls were in the hallway looking at us.

They must have eavesdropped. The expression on their faces said so. James muttered ‘we’re sorry’ to me.

Ma'am Janet looked guilty, too, but she also looked helpless. That made me realise I really was in a bit of trouble tonight. This man really wasn't my usual kind of victim. This one's gonna eat me up.

I tore my gaze away from my colleagues and began walking. He was trailing behind me. The scent of his cologne and the intense aura from me had me shaky as we walked.

Soon we were out of the building and heading into a limo. A gasp tore out of my lips. Who comes to a nightclub in a limo?

He opened the door and I went inside. He came in right after me and the car began moving.

We sat in silence at first. Until he cleared his throat, getting my attention.

“If you must know, this is my first time doing this…”

“This?”

“One-night stand.” He clarified, looking me dead in the eyes.

I looked away with a gulp. Weird because I'm a girl who prides herself on how much I can hold a man's gaze and make them nervous. In his case, I'm the one being nervous. He's effortlessly making me nervous and I hate it.

“Is there something I need to know? A rule. A code. Anything.”

“We have a drink before we start,” I said, glancing at him.

He arched his brow. “That's it?”

“Yes.” I nodded. A good drink that I'm definitely gonna spike.

“That sounds easy.” He muttered, looking out the window.

I was very nervous but I tried controlling it. My mind raced as I thought of a million ways to escape this tonight.

But the car came to a halt quicker than I expected. I alighted from the car and he did too.

There was a gigantic building in front of us. It was a hotel. A five-star hotel. He held my hand as we headed inside the building.

Strangely, there weren't any visitors here. Just the receptionist. She bowed at him and he smoothly ignored her.

Wow. What an ego.

Soon we were in an elevator. I snatched my hand from his grip. He gave a soft snort like I was being childish. I ignored him, standing at the farther end of the elevator away from him.

The elevator door opened and we stepped out. He walked ahead and I followed slowly till we got inside a suite.

He led the way into the bedroom, and I was lost, staring at the majestic decor of the suite. He took off his coat and dumped it on the bed.

His gaze swept my frame and I knew what that meant.

“The drinks first.” I stuttered out.

He went over to a small table in the room and brought a bottle of whiskey and two glasses. He dropped it on the nightstand and filled up the glasses.

My heart pounded as I watched him. I'd need a bit of privacy to spike his drink.

“Here you go,” he handed me mine. I took it with a shaky grip. He was gonna drink his but I quickly stopped him.

“Maybe you should freshen up first. Take a shower. I also prioritize that.”

He stared at me blankly for a few more seconds as he couldn't read me. I hope not.

“I want you naked when I get out.” He said and headed for the bathroom.

Alone at last, I took out the tiny paper stuffed in my bra and emptied it into the glass. I sat on the bed, waiting for him. God, I was shaking too much. I've never been so nervous doing this.

The bathroom door opened and he stepped out. Naked. Completely naked. His hair was wet and his body had traces of water.

In all my years of seeing ripped bodies, nothing has ever been close to being this perfect. With no tattoos, just six packs and pronounced veins, he looked f*****g hot.

I was lost in staring at him.

My gaze dropped to the beast between his thighs and my insides buzzed with excitement. It didn't help that he was so f*****g hard.

He stepped closer to me, like he could tell that he had me spellbound.

His grip went to my hair and then he tilted my head up with his fingers. Our eyes stayed on each other for seconds. And then he growled out a command.

“Kneel.”

Like an enchanted girl, I slowly went on my knees. He completely had me spellbound.

“Take me.”

I did. With skilled hands, I grabbed his d**k and began sucking it. Hard. Fast. Hungrily. And my God, he tasted amazing. His grunts were a reward for my expertise.

I went even harder, teasing his balls to spike up the moment.

“f**k,” he growled out, pulling away from me. “Get on the f*****g bed.”

I did. With one swift move, I was naked and on the bed. I watched him as he crawled in like a predator.

His fingers teased my wet coochie and I squirmed in sheer pleasure. God, it's been a while.

And he knew how to use his fingers. That's even better.

The foreplay ended a little quicker than I expected. Soon, he was wearing a condom and thrusting inside me.

I met his thrust with a loud moan. His hands caged me as he went beast-mode, smashing my coochie with a strength and urgency that sent me wild.

I was screaming, moaning, and squirming all at once. But I wanted more. My hands were wrapped around his waist, begging him to go harder.

And he did. Until I met a mind-shattering orgasm. He jerked, filling up his condom. He fell right beside me and I think he took off his condom.

I wasn't watching him so I wasn't sure. I was kinda surprised when his arm wrapped me up. Cuddling after s*x? It's been ages. And for some weird reason, I felt safe in his muscular arms. A kinda safety I haven't felt since my father died. I basked in the warmth of his arm, and enjoyed it while it lasted.

Before dawn, I was gone. And I took enough from him to compensate for tonight.

Hopefully, I'll never see him again. But I'll never forget tonight in a hurry. The best Christmas night of my life since my father died.