Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad by Scarlett Rossi
Chapter 211 -

Beca. Trembling, I sat on the couch with a glass of water in my hand, staring into it. James's hand was on my shoulder in a reassuring manner, but I didn't replace myself calming down at all. A choked sob emitted from the pit of my chest, and I took several deep breaths.

"Becca," James said softly. "We can get through this, too. She is unhinged and out of it. There's no way she can accomplish much like that. I doubt she will listen to me regarding leaving me alone, but this isn't anything we can't handle." "We just got through several other problems, James!" I said, reaching up and wiping away my tears. They streamed down my cheeks, not stopping, as my chest clenched and my stomach began to hurt horribly. "We did," James said calmly, pulling me into his lap and holding me there. I turned and began to cry into his chest, shaking. After everything that had been happening lately, we'd come closer than ever, but he still couldn't solve everything magically.

"And now that bitch is back. It's the same nightmare all over again! When will it end? When will we be able to actually live a little?" I asked, my voice coming out in a squeak.

"I can't answer that," James said softly. "But what I can say is that it will be taken care of. I have my people looking into it already. I will keep you updated. Security is on high alert. We'll get her. We just got through the Ronaldo and the Russian mob. This will be a cake walk."

"Please don't tell me you're underestimating her, James," I whispered, leaning back and looking into his eyes. Now, he smiled, a devious grin that sent shivers down my spine. I knew that assured look. He'd get what he wanted out of this. "I am not," James said. "But I'm also not going to overestimate her. It was clear at the restaurant she was out of her league and desperate. Desperate people do stupid things. We can get through this. I promise."

"You say that every time," I muttered. He raised his brow, and I sighed, swallowing. "And you're right. Obviously. But then another problem pops up, and the cycle continues."

"Life is hard," James said, his tone just a tiny bit cold there. At my frown, he gave a sheepish grin. "What? You and I both know more than most that it is. The important thing is that our family is safe here in the compound. The kids are happy and will have great lives. We'll protect them."

On that thought, I smiled a bit, relaxing in James's arms just a touch. I closed my eyes, thinking things through and letting James calm me down. At this point, listening to him may have been best for my sanity. I took several deep breaths, feeling some of the tension leave my body.

Then, I said, "How did she get to Italy? And how did she know we were at the restaurant?"

"I suspect the Cartwrights for that first question," James said, shaking his head. "They seem to know everything about us. The moment we left, the Stepford wives probably let them know. They have it out for us. As for the second question, could be any number of people that want our heads on a silver platter."

I nodded, giving a sour look to the idea of the Cartwrights. Those evil bastards would be behind something like this, yeah. They were, no doubt, still a problem. I remembered the 'This isn't over' from them as we were leaving court. They were all the way in New York, now, though.

After a pause, James said into my ear, "How about I treat you a bit. A bath. Hmm? Then we can have some fun in the bedroom. That'll take your mind off of things. I checked with Sophia. She put the kids to bed. They're all fed and happy." That warmed my heart, of course, and James's words caused my stomach to twist in excitement. His suggestion was a tantalizing one that, at this point, I needed to take. I nodded, causing him to put me aside and squeeze my shoulder. He went off to start the bath.

I reached up and rubbed my temples, telling myself that, in the end, things would work out. They had to work out. James was right; we got through two far bigger problems that were after us, Allison shouldn't be so hard. When James called me into the bathroom, I got up and stretched. Then, I strolled in, struck by the scent of strong floral soaps that were incredibly pleasant. Both my muscles and nerves relaxed, especially as my eyes fell on James. He was in the bath already. The family compound had a jacuzzi bath, so there would be plenty of room for both of us. This was exactly what the doctor ordered. I smiled at him, my face flushing as I got closer. He was covered in bubbles, but I could make out his form a little.

"Water's fine," James said, holding up a loofa and waving it a bit. I nodded, removing my clothes and tossing them into the hamper. Making sure I had a towel set up, I began to lower myself into the bath on top of him. My body shuddered at the feeling of hot water.

It felt wonderful, exactly what I needed, to be honest.

I let out a sigh as I lowered myself completely on top of James, closing my eyes and leaning my head back onto his shoulder. His fingers ran over my body, sending shivers through me as they brushed over sensitive areas.

I was still adjusting to the water, and he was hitting me with these powerful sensations! Damn him. I blushed harder, wiggling on him a bit. My ass brushed his c*ck, something I discovered was as hard as a rock. I was definitely riding the Stallion tonight.

James said into my ear, "Let's wash you up. Wouldn't want you to be dirty, would we?"

"Not entirely true," I breathed in response. "I think you want me very dirty, James."

"Threatening me with a good time, baby?" the man replied, giving a low chuckle. He applied some soap to the loofa and began to run it over my body, scrubbing me up slowly. When he got to the sensitive flesh between my thighs, I let out a groan.

Especially as his thumb began to play with my cl*t, forcing my arousal to skyrocket. As he washed me, and I laid there against his chest, the warm water lapping over me, I squirmed a bit and let out a low whimper. "What's the matter?" James asked innocently. "So excited over something as simple as being washed. One may say something's on your mind."

"Maybe," I said innocently, closing my eyes and letting out a gasp as he used his other hand to circle around my chest and squeeze my breast. He proceeded to massage my nipple, causing me to let out a moan. Feelings of bliss surged through me as he continued to feel me up, forcing me to arch my back and angle over his hard c*ck. James, the devil, moved away before I could impale myself, tsking into my ear.

"I want to play a bit before you get satisfaction," the man said, causing me to moan in frustration. He leaned down to my neck and began kissing it. I closed my eyes, squirming again and just wanting him inside of me. Then, he took a bit of my skin with his teeth and began to suck at a patch of it on my neck. I let out a whimper as he gave me a hickey. More pleasure shot through me as my arousal increased even more. I needed him in me now. While he distracted himself by giving me the hickey, I moved my body again to angle properly, reached down, grabbed his c*ck, and directed it to fill me up entirely. My body jolted, and James let out a soft groan into my neck.

He let go of his hickey, panting, "That's it, baby. Ride me."

I obliged, moving my hips so that I could continue to direct him to impale me over and over. He hit all the sensitive spots within me. My inner muscles massaged his c*ck, squeezing it lovingly. For his part, he was holding out on his pleasure just for me.

I could tell he was having a hard time, no pun intended. Moaning and groaning were all I could hear from the man as he moved on to kissing up and down my neck and shoulder, sending dazzling shocks through me as I was f*cked in the bath. James reached down and squeezed my ass, testing things out and digging his nails into it. The sensation of pain had me reeling with even more pleasure, and I breathed out, "More." He dug his nails in even harder, causing me to gasp and

moan.

That did it. My first release caused my body to explode into ecstasy, my world rocked entirely, filled up completely by James. I rode him harder, and soon he let go of my ass just to dig his nails into my hips. This worked for him twofold. Not only did it give me more delicious pain to work with, but James was able to get me to ride him even harder. Tears sprung into my eyes at the continued pleasure, my moans and cries growing sharper and sharper as pleasure washed over me again and again.

He filled and stretched me with no remorse, ravaging me in all the ways I wanted. James kept going deeper and deeper, faster and faster, and eventually, a particularly violent orgasm ripped through me. The searing pleasure that clenched all of my muscles was unbearably wonderful.

At that moment, I felt him throb within me and knew he was giving in to his own pleasure. James let out a snarling noise into my ear as he climaxed, his warm seed filling me just as his c*ck had. I loved that feeling and licked my lips, relaxing as he remained in me for a touch.

Eventually, he withdrew, repositioning so that I was still sitting on top of him, but also leaning forward. From there, his hands rested on my shoulders and began to massage. The afterglow emanated from me, a powerful, relaxing feeling that I adored.

"How are you feeling?" James whispered into my ear. I closed my eyes, a very happy grin spreading across my face. After basking in the feeling for a few seconds more, I responded.

"Wonderful. Thank you, James. Let's carry on in the bedroom now. I think you'll need to distract me from this new problem for the rest of the night," I said.

"Gladly," James promised, leaning down to give me a kiss on the cheek and wrapping his arms around me.

Allison may be back, but James did a great job of assuring me we'd be able to handle her. That's all I could lean on for now.