One night stand with my daddy's best friend
Eight

Chapter 8 Liam

Ava drifted into the apartment, set aside her purse, and spun around. Her eyes were huge as saucers, lips trembling. "Ava?" I stepped away from the door. "What's wrong?"

"I, uh." Her eyes met mine and then broke away. She swallowed. "Um, there's something I should tell you."

"I'm all ears."

"Okay.” Her voice was small. She threaded her fingers, squeezing them. "So, remember the day I came to the clinic?"

I nodded, eager to get to the bottom of this. Whatever it was.

"Well..." She raised a hand and tucked a lock of rich brown hair behind her ear.

"Hey." Two strides brought me to her. I looked down into somber brown eyes.

My stomach twisted. I didn't come here to distress her. But it was all I seemed to do now.

Fuck.

"Come on, let's sit." I pried her left hand from the right and brought her to the couch.

We sat, knees touching, but Ava had retrieved her hand. She folded it in her lap now, playing with her fingers.

"So, can you tell me what's wrong?" A heavy exhale left her body.

I waited. Whatever this was, it had to be significant. Or I wasn't the person she needed to speak to.

Why did the latter thought displease me so much? We weren't friends.

We only slept together once. Get it together, Cooper. "Ava?"

"I-I'm trying." She sighed.

"I'm here for however long it takes."

Her eyes coasted back up to mine. The freckles across her face stood in sharp relief. Her nose quirked in a question.

"I'm not leaving you." I took her hand. "Whenever you can, let it out." She curved her small hand into mine, drifting closer. "Thank you, Liam." I squeezed her hand.

"You're not so bad when we're not at my dad's, and you're not trying to make me mad."

I chuckled. "You should have seen your face." "I panicked!" She sat up. "Didn't you?"

I shrugged. "I know you won't tell him. Neither will I. So it's all good."

Her shoulders fell again, and she sighed. "I wish I were as confident as you."

"Are you still worried about your dad replaceing out?" "No, not exactly."

"Then what?"

She didn't respond and wouldn't look up.

I reached across the space and brushed away the hair from her cheek. Just to see her face. Figure out what was going on in her head.

My fingers grazed her soft skin, and awareness rushed through me. Then my thumb moved, stroking gently.

I couldn't stop if I tried. Didn't want to.

Her eyes met mine now, like she felt the same. She shut her eyes for one long minute and pushed her face into my palm.

I swallowed thickly and moved forward. Our legs intertwined. I palmed her face and continued rubbing her cheek with my thumb.

Her head fell to the side, exposing a long, slender neck. My fingers followed, tracing a path down, making her skin blush a pretty pink.

She sighed shakily before looking at me again. "You calm me," she whispered.

"I do?" I played with the ends of her hair, settling them around her shoulders.

"Mm-hmm." She nodded. "I'm glad I can help."

Silence followed. Yet, not completely.

My heartbeat thudded, and Ava's breath came out in pants. She broke the spell, leaning into me.

Her soft body sent an eager shiver down my spine. I clutched the curve of her hips, and my cock thickened in my dress pants.

"Do you want to help me some more?" she asked breathlessly.

"How?" I croaked. I couldn't refuse her anything.

Not now, not when she looked at me like I held the world in my hands. Her eyelids drooped, her head tilting.

I drifted close and pressed my lips to hers.

Ava's reaction was instant. Her body sagged against mine.

A groan escaped. I traced my hand back to her nape, tilting her head just right so I could better devour her lips.

But she pulled away, gasping.

I half expected her to scramble away. But she only stared at my face with pure adoration.

"Your kisses make me feel better."

"Ava," I breathed, my voice unsteady. "You shouldn't say stuff like that." "Why not?" Her lips pursed, then softened. "That's how I feel."

"I know, but..."

The last thing I wanted to remind her of was her dad. It'd surely break the spell of the moment. But we shouldn't be doing this.

Still, I wanted her more than anything else right now. And one more night together wouldn't hurt, right?

I worked my hands down her body. Rubbed my palms along the soft swell of her breasts. I ran my thumbs over her nipples and felt them stiffen through her top.

Her whimper turned my blood to lust.

I shouldn't be doing this.

I skimmed the edge of her panties, and her breath sucked in. "Touch me, Liam," she whispered, trembling against me.

Before I could form a reply, she began planting kisses on my neck. Sweet fuck. "Ava." My body shook with restraint. "We shouldn't."

"I can't help it." She sucked on my neck, then licked her way to my earlobe. "I need you."

My fingers dug into her hips, and my breath turned heavy in my chest.

Her pants bathed my neck with heat.

She needs me.

How could I say no?

"All right, Ava, I'll take care of you."

She sat back, staring at me. Her tongue snaked out and traced her lower lip. "H-how?"

I let my gaze drift down, then up her body. Our eyes met. "Lie down. On

your back."

Ava obeyed quickly. She lay down, and her hair fanned about her face.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly, pushing her tits up at her neckline.

But that wasn't what pulled a groan from my throat.

She pulled her skirt up, bunching her dress around her waist, revealing white lacy panties.

I'd seen her naked before. But the damp spot at the apex of her thighs hardened my cock. Made me throb with want.

The need to plunge into her wet heat and possess her.

I knelt before her and kissed both knees. "Be a good girl and open up for me, Ava."

Her body trembled, eyes glazing over. She liked when I called her a good girl. I see.

She always helped people. Caring, responsible Ava. And she wanted her reward in kisses.

My cock pulsed. I was good at giving attention and care.

I rubbed her outer thighs, coaxing her. "Open up, sweetness."

Her legs came apart a little, and my eyes feasted on her creamy thighs and her wet core.

"Want to make me work for it?" My voice dropped to a low growl. She made me wild; I couldn't help it. Her mewl was a fist around my cock.

I dove in, kissing and licking her inner thighs. Her legs parted some, bringing me closer to her heat.

I sniffed her arousal, pushing my nose into her folds, then licked the wet patch. Her cry begged for more.

Too willing to oblige, I fingered aside her panties and pressed my tongue into her heat.

She tasted sweet and musky, just how I liked it.

My eyes fell shut, my whole being attuned to hers. She bucked into my face, fingers gripping my hair.

She shoved me deeper, moving her hips to the rhythm of my licking. "Yes!" Her hips shook, losing their rhythm.

I grabbed her hips, holding her down and circling her swollen clit. "Do you like this?" I sucked her into my mouth. "Like how I take care of you, Ava?"

"Yes, yes!" she cried. "Right there, don't stop!"

I kept up the steady pace, letting her grind onto my face. "Oh, God. I'm going to oh, yes, daddy!"

I froze.

A shocked gasp followed, but Ava's lower body still flexed, the orgasm hitting her hard.

"Liam, oh, I meant " She sucked in a feverish breath. "What I meant was..."

Her center still pulsed around my tongue.

"I didn't mean it that way." She collapsed with a sigh.

Her juices were wet on my lips, and I withdrew to savor them. Ava's eyes were on me. Wide and worried. "Liam, are you mad?" I kissed her folds, and she whimpered. "Do you want me to be?" "I don't know where that came from. That's all. I don't want you to be mad," she ended in a small voice.

I kissed her thigh and sat back on my haunches. "Take off the dress.

Everything."

Ava got off the couch, her knees shaky. She undid the zipper and pulled off the dress. Then her bra and her drenched panties dropped to the floor.

I stroked myself twice to the view of her supple body.

"Get back on the couch. The way you were before," I rasped. She hesitated, tangling her hands before her, shielding her pussy. "Now, Ava." "You sound angry."

I stood, rounding on her. She took a step back, but I snatched her by the waist and drew her flush against me.

She gasped.

As you reach the final pages, remember that 000005s.com is your destination for the complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The next chapter is just a visit away! "Feel that?" I rocked against her stomach. My cock turned to steel.

I kissed the shell of her ear. "Feel how hard I am?" She nodded.

"That's the only thing that makes me mad, Ava. That I'm not inside your sweet little pussy yet."

"Liam."

"No, the other name." "Liam, I don't think "

I pinched her chin and brought her face up. Her wide brown eyes stared

back at mine.

"I know you want to. Do it." Her lips parted. "D-"

I circled my hips. "Do you want my cock? Want daddy's cock?" She whimpered, trembling.

"Be a good girl, Ava." My voice came out rough. "Say you want daddy's cock."

"I want your cock-" swallow "-daddy." "Now, was that so hard?" I kissed her lips.

She opened up for me, letting me taste her tongue, and likely tasting herself on my lips. I pulled away just as she turned breathless. Heavy-lidded eyes blinked at me.

"Go get it, Ava. Play with daddy's cock."

She kissed down my body, drawing a hiss from my mouth. Her hands made quick work of my belt buckle and zipper. My pants pooled around my legs, followed by my boxer briefs. Seeing Ava poised to lick my shaft sent my hips slamming forward. The tip brushed her lips, and she opened up.

Her hot little mouth closed around me, and I groaned. "Ava." I fisted her hair and thrust.

She moaned and pinched her nipple with one hand. The other wrapped around the base of my cock, urging me deeper.

Pleasure tingled down my spine, making me want to thrust hard until I came. But I wanted her in another way.

I yanked her up and spun her around. "I'm in need, Ava. Want to make me feel good?"

"Y-yes. Oh, yes.” She rubbed her ass on my cock. I groaned as precum spread across her pert cheeks. "Good girl, Ava. Now lean forward."

She placed both hands on the backrest of the couch, knees planted on the cushion. Her core lined up with my cock, and I thrust.

Just the tip slipped in.

"Fuck." The sight of it. Her dripping wet hole trying to swallow me. I leaned forward so my chest was to her back, and sank in deep. We cried out at the same time.

"God, Ava. You're so tight." I drew a ragged breath. "I'm not going to last."

"Don't stop, daddy," she whined. "I want your cum. Now." Fuck. My body jackknifed, pounding in and out of her.

I held her hip to steady her. Wrapped an arm around her body to play with her bouncing tits.

She moaned loudly, spreading her legs and curving her spine. My cock sank deeper.

Pleasure blinded me. "Ava, oh fuck!"

She captured the hand on her hip and put my fingers on her clit.

I teased her as my pace picked up so fast I was hammering into her wildly. Pulling almost the whole way out, and thrusting back in. Reaching for our ecstasy.

"Oh, I'm going to come!" Ava fell back against me, rocking her hips. "I'm coming, daddy."

The last word, her clenching depths, her whimpering cry. All of it forced my orgasm.

It hit so hard I collapsed with her onto the chair. I sucked her neck hard as I continued to fuck her pussy in punctuated motions.

"Look how you drive me crazy, Ava." I breathed against her neck. "Look how... Fuck." I drove my cock inside her as she took the last of my cum. "Does this make you feel good? Feeling better?" "Yes. Yes, daddy."

Pleasure that had nothing to do with fucking sliced through me. Why did this feel like a beginning, and not an end?