Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad by Scarlett Rossi
Chapter 224 -

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James called for the car and began reaching to undress me right there. I laughed and darted away from him. Though I wanted him to f*ck me as soon as possible, I wasn't done with the evening. "Actually, wait, just a moment, I have a spot," I said.

He was incredibly excited, and though the priest and kids had left a few minutes ago, this was still not a spot I was entirely comfortable with. I didn't want to be interrupted! The car arrived seconds later, security and all. We were well on our way.

"Take us to the park," I said, my voice dripping with want. In the meantime, James began kissing me all over my face and neck as we drove there. His hands slipped under my shirt, feeling me up in the most sensitive of places.

I let out a soft groan as he did so, lost in the feeling, especially as his fingers brushed over my nipples. "Mmm... James," I whispered, wanting him to go further, even in here. We were both high on our bliss, my body shuddering with anticipation.

He grunted, slipping his fingers lower and playing with my panty line. I closed my eyes, feeling him brush his fingers along my hips and wiggling them in encouragement. He didn't need much of that, because he soon slipped a finger into me, moving it in and out slowly.

A low moan cascaded from my lips as I buried my face into his shoulder. Before I did so, I saw the bulge in his pants. He was completely aroused, and I knew I would be getting all of him soon. The thought of that made me even wetter. Soon, James added a second, then a third finger to the activity. I was squirming and letting out soft cries, wanting him to go faster, deeper. "James," I breathed, "f*ck me with your fingers harder. Rougher. Please."

"Mmm," James whispered into my ear after turning his head. "I love it when you beg me to do things like that, Becca." He chuckled, his sultry voice dripping with need. He did as I asked, moving his fingers in and out of me even faster now. My muscles tensed, and I let out a cry as my first release washed over me. I was lost in James's voice and scent, his musky cologne overwhelming my senses just as much as the motion of his fingers.

He kept going, too, soon enough pushing me down onto the backseat of the car and taking me with his lips. The kiss was rough, and he explored every nook and cranny of my mouth, his tongue expert in tasting me. This went on while he continued finger f*cking me.

The intensity of the fluid between my legs only increased, and I squirmed even more beneath him. More whimpers, cries, and moans spilled from my lips, greeted and encouraged by his own grunts and groans.

Eventually, the car stopped, and James had to get off of me. I didn't want to f*ck in the car. Tempting as it was, there was another spot I had planned. Security opened the door for us. Lo and behold, we'd arrived at a gorgeous spot, perfect for a romantic night.

We were in a private nook close to our compound, a park of our own, not to be interrupted by anyone else while we spent time together. At the moment, we were surrounded by juniper and olive trees, a wonderful, relaxing atmosphere to behold.

James wanted to be in me right here, right now, but I still wasn't done. The stars made a blanket of magic above us, complementing the full moon, as I walked toward our destination. Hanging lights from the trees were dimly lit over a wooden table with chairs set up on a blanket.

A candle was set up in a glass holding container in the center of the table, to be lit when we were ready for dinner. Standing there at the table was a waiter I'd hired for us tonight. He bowed when he saw us, giving us a big smile. There was a grill nearby that he would be able to cook on for us. We had an entire menu to select from, but that would be after James and I had our fun. James locked eyes with the waiter and gave a kind grin. The waiter said, "Hello there. What a lovely couple! I will be serving you tonight."

James said, "Thank you, sir. Could you please give us some time? About ten minutes. We need to discuss things here, family matters that are best kept between us." Clever man. The waiter nodded and wandered off, for now, leaving the two of us alone.

James swept me up into his arms, causing me to laugh joyously. Soon, he placed me on the chair and removed my panties with a bit of force, causing me to feel relieved he didn't tear through the clothing. That would have been embarrassing! I shared his enthusiasm, though, and kept my eyes locked on him. "F*ck me, James. I need you in me right now," I said, my tone as sultry and dripping with lust as he was. He let out a groan, removing his own pants as his hard c*ck sprang out. From there, he maneuvered between my legs, penetrating me with no pause, sliding in lubricated from how wet I was. I let out a cry of ecstasy right then, moving my hips and encouraging him to go deeper. While he increased the intensity of his hips, he once again captured my lips.

Our kiss lasted for quite a while. He continued to intensify his thrusts, slamming into me with so much speed, it was dizzying. The pleasure and pain shot through me, causing me to continuously moan and cry into the kiss. Eventually, James let go of my mouth. He reached up and entwined his fingers into my hair, pulling my head back so that my neck was exposed. He then began to leave gentle kisses on my neck, gasping and causing pleasure to shoot through

me even more.

"More... James, MORE!" I practically screamed, needing him to go harder and faster. James listened to me, panting, moving his c*ck in and out of me with so much intensity that tears began to spring to my eyes.

"You like that, baby? Good girl, taking all of me. F*ck, you're squeezing me so beautifully, Becca. F*ck, yes," James shouted, letting out another groan and resisting his own release, no doubt. More lust shot through me at his responses. I let out yet another moan, then a loud cry, the build-up cascading out of control. I was going to give into my lust soon; that much was clear. "Yes, keep going. YES! F*CK, YES!" I shouted, my voice edged and dripping with need.. James was hitting all the right spots as I massaged his c*ck, my hips moving in time to his thrusts. Soon, I reached my end, letting what was close to a scream come pouring out of me. More tears poured down my cheeks as I orgasmed, my body shuddering.

James gave into the lust at the same time as me, filling me with his warm seed in the most wonderful of ways. His body shuddered with his own crescendo, and he let out a few gasps to try and calm himself down. Then, he locked his lips with me, holding the kiss for a fairly long time.

Eventually, James got off of me, pulling up his pants and redoing his buckles. I got dressed as well, the afterglow radiating off of me as I relaxed in my chair and gave a yawn. What a day! I wore a warm smile as I winked at James. "Thank you, love."

"Mmm, thank you too," James replied, sending me a kiss from across the table. A few minutes later, the waiter arrived, lighting the candles. He gave us both a knowing look, a small smirk on his face as he asked us what we wanted to eat. I blushed a bit, pointing to one of the tantalizing items on the menu. He nodded, then got James's order. Then, he was off again, but not before pouring James a glass of wine and leaving a cheese spread there for us to munch on. I got some water; no alcohol for me!

"That was amazing," I breathed, closing my eyes for a moment. I couldn't help but give a light laugh then, though, as my blush deepened even further. "I think our waiter knows what happened, though. We were pretty loud, weren't we?" "We were," James said, laughing right along with me. "I couldn't help it. You were too good, Becca. I am so excited for this new baby. I get to be a father again to another beautiful child, with you," he said, reaching over and taking a sip of his wine.

I beamed at him, basking in the feeling of his reaction and the sex that followed. I loved him with all of my heart, and he was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. "We've had our ups and downs," I said. "And I'm sorry for how I'd been before, over the last-"

"No need to apologize, Becca," James said softly, his eyes twinkling. "I understand. You were concerned about your safety, the safety of the kids, and kept being overwhelmed with the chaos. Any reasonable person would be." "Thank you, James," I said, relieved. "But that's all over. You said you could take care of things, and you do, when they come up. Life isn't simple or easy. Ours is no exception, even with the money we have. I'm glad to be here with you." James smiled at me, taking a bite of some cheese and relaxing back into his chair. "That is very right. I will continue to make sure our family is safe. My focus is on our family. I am so happy we can be together, like this, Becca." Our food was soon brought to us, the smell of it making my mouth water. "Thank you," I said to the waiter. I was relieved he refrained from a comment of, 'not going for seconds?' after hearing James and I f*ck each other the first time. "You're very welcome, miss," he said. Perhaps he was too polite. Either way, the evening was pleasant. I told James I had arrangements for regular checkups for the baby, which he should attend with me. He agreed right away, causing my smile to widen. He mentioned possibly replaceing a better doctor than the one at the clinic, too.

The rest of the night was celebrating each other, our growing family, and the realization that we were beyond happy with one another. I couldn't be more content.