Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad by Scarlett Rossi
Chapter 303 -

*Olivia* "It's

you!"

The character on the screen spoke, the classic line echoing through Dahlia's dark room. I munched on a piece of caramel popcorn. The crunchy texture and sweet and salty taste was just the thing to delight my taste buds as one of my favorite movies played.

The light from the screen was the only thing illuminating the room. With the curtains closed and no moonlight, I could only see the movie playing as we lay on our stomachs in the pillow fort we had built.

I cuddled the pillow up to my chest, repeating the next line with the actor: "It's me."

The dramatic music of the scene swelled straight to my heart as I sighed at the dreamy movie. It had always been one of my favorites.

A pile of smooth, silky hair brushed against my arm and I smiled, looking over at the warm figure by my side. Dahlia was fast asleep, her mouth open as she snored on my arm.

She looked peaceful as she slept. The movie faded away to the credits, and I gently set her head onto the pillow and not my arm. I pulled away from her as carefully as I could. She stirred for a moment, took a deep breath, and then quickly fell back asleep.

"Night, Dolly," I whispered to her as I maneuvered my way out of the fort we had built.

I crept across the floor as silently as I could, stepping over empty cans and wrappers we had carelessly thrown around. On my way, I turned off the TV, and the room fell into complete darkness.

I quietly opened the door, the hallway light spilling in and falling upon the sleeping face of my best friend. She frowned in her sleep, and I spared one last glance at her before I shut the door behind me.

I sighed, rolling my shoulders to relax my stiff muscles as I headed for the stairs. I was a bit absentminded as I climbed the stairs to head back to my room.

Opening my door, I stepped inside. flicking the light on and almost jumped out of my skin. I slammed my hands against my mouth to prevent the scream from waking everyone in the damn house.

Laying casually on my bed was Giovani. His boots hung off the edge of the bed as he laid back like he owned the thing, which of course he did, but still. He glanced up at me with an amused smirk as I quickly shut the door behind me in case anyone woke up.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked, the shock of replaceing him here not having worn off quite yet.

"Waiting for you." He chuckled, sitting up. "Why else would I be in your bed at one o'clock in the morning?"

“I don't know. Shouldn't you be sleeping like a normal person?" Despite how harsh my words sounded to my own ears, I gravitated to him like he was the sun. With the shock wearing off and my heartbeat calming to normal levels, I realized how happy I was to see him.

"How long have you been here?" I laughed as I put my hands on my hips.

He crossed his arms behind his head, completely relaxed as he grinned at me. It felt ridiculous seeing him in my bed like he was meant to be there.

"Dunno. Few hours?" He shrugged then gave me a flirtatious smile as he patted his legs. "Care to have a seat?"

"Oh, really?" I laughed but I kicked off my slippers and wasted no time as I straddled his waist, my legs on either side of him. "You're crazy." "Crazy for you." He winked at me.

I grinned, leaning down to kiss him. He snuck a loose hand around my upper thigh as his lips pressed against mine. I opened my mouth, allowing him in as he deepened the kiss. Any innocent intent was lost quickly as we both became impatient and hurried.

I snuck my hands under his untucked shirt, pulling it up so I could run my hands along his body. His muscles stiffened under my cold hands, but he leaned into the touch, gripping my waist with his other hand as he met every twist of my tongue with his own.

There was a battle of dominance here, and he playfully let me take control. I sucked on his bottom lip, parting just enough to take a deep breath, and he groaned, tightening his hands around my skin.

"Where'd you learn to do that?" he whispered between kisses, a pleased look in his eyes.

"From you," I told him honestly as I used my hands to pull his shirt open.

The buttons popped one by one, revealing his whole chest. I got to my knees, looking down at him happily. I felt good this way, though it felt so new. The control was making my head feel fuzzy, more confident than I usually would be, and there was no way in hell I was going to stop.

Giovani breathed deeply, his chest falling and rising heavily as we both recovered our breath. He gazed up at me, an amused look on his face. I knew he was waiting for me to make the move this time, and I gladly took him up on that offer. I grabbed the ends of my shirt, pulling it off and then unstrapping my bra. I threw them somewhere over my shoulder, not even caring at this point as I leaned over him.

He leaned up to kiss me, but I had other ideas as I pressed my lips to the corner of his mouth, slowly taking my time as I trailed kisses down his pronounced jawline and then to his neck.

I kissed his skin, teasing it with my teeth as I sucked until a deep red mark began to bloom. His breath hitched as I took my sweet time tasting every inch of his skin I could reach. I let my hands wander across his chest, just barely scratching my nails along his skin as I explored him.

"You little tease." He moaned as I bit another mark onto his collarbone.

"So?" I licked a long strip along his neck, smirking to myself as he devoured me with his eyes.

His hands were clenched tightly around my thighs, pushing me down onto the bulge in his pants that continued to grow larger and harder.

I licked my lips at the thought of his cock inside of me, giving me the pleasure I so desperately needed.

But Giovani was so very patient, and I trailed kisses down his body, going lower and lower before I reached the button of his pants. I teasingly trailed the outline of his dick with my finger as I gripped the button in my teeth.

It came undone so easily, and Giovani kept his hands firmly on his sides, breathing deeply as I grasped his zipper and slowly pulled it down. I tucked my hands around his loose pants and boxers and tugged them down his legs. He lifted his waist, letting me do what I wanted as his cock sprung free of the restriction. It was just as large as I remembered, and I licked my lips, remembering the feel of him in my mouth. I reached forward, no more playing gently as I gripped the base of his cock lightly.

"Olivia," he groaned, throwing one of his arms over his face.

I smirked, kissing the tip as I gently ran my hand up his girth and then back down. I slowly gained a rhythm I liked and his breath came faster as he stared down at me. His eyes were lit up with passion, watching my every move like a predator. Temptingly, I kissed his tip, focusing my attention now as I opened my mouth and swallowed him. His precum was salty on my tongue, and I flattened my tongue against his length as I took a little more of him in. "Fucking hell," I heard him curse, still not touching me with his hands as his dick throbbed in my mouth.

I opened as wide as I could go, forcing him down my throat until I choked. He groaned, little noises coming from his throat as I swallowed every inch of him.

I shut my eyes tightly, tasting him on my tongue, overwhelmed by his scent as I plunged my head up and down slowly. My hand followed my movements, pumping him for everything he was worth.

I was soaking wet already. I could feel my panties dripping as I squeezed my legs shut.

"Olivia... I-" he gasped, jerking upward, and I prepared myself.

His hands threaded through my hair, trying to pull me off of him, but I was stubborn this time as I forced my head as low as It could go, thrusting him to the back of my throat.

I moaned his name, muffled by his cock, and that was it.

He came, and I barely tasted anything as his sperm squirted down my throat. I swallowed instinctively, but it was too much. I coughed, allowing him to pull back as his cum overflowed down my lips. Not even my hands could catch it all as it spilled over onto the bed.

I breathed heavily, the taste of him on my tongue as I swallowed the sticky, viscous liquid. My hands and mouth were covered and I glanced up at Giovani.

There was a dark look in his eyes, and I realized with both a thrill and slight fear that I had broken through his endless patience.

"It's my turn, carino." He licked his lips, slowly sitting up.

Fast as a viper, he grabbed my ankle, pulling me toward him.

I squealed as I fell onto my back.

"Careful, carino. You don't want to wake everybody and have them see you like this, do you?" he purred, running his finger along my lips and smearing his cum like lipstick. "I replace I don't mind one bit. Try not to scream." He gripped my shorts and panties and pulled them off in one smooth move. Before I could even respond to his threat, his mouth was already on my cunt.

I slammed my fist into my mouth to keep from screaming, and he pinned my legs down as I writhed from the sudden pleasure. His tongue dove across my clit, teasing it before sucking it into his mouth in slow bursts. It kept all my strength to keep quiet as he ate me out like it was his purpose in life.

"Gio..." My whisper slipped out of my lips, past my fists as he slid his fingers into my center, pumping in and out masterfully, "...vanni."

"Quieter, carino." I felt him grin, nibbling on my clit. I suppressed the scream building in my throat, shutting my eyes tightly as he practically ravaged me.

His thick fingers pumped into me, and I flushed with shame as I heard my own wetness loudly sloshing.

I didn't last much longer as the pressure built, and Giovani slammed his lips against mine just as I came. I tasted both of us as he thrust his tongue down my throat, preventing any sound from escaping as I stiffened against him. The high lasted longer than any other time as I lurched up into his body, electricity pouring out through every inch of me.

But then it was over. I fell limply underneath his body, letting him pin me as we broke apart. I shivered from the aftershocks, and I was sure that even if I tried, I couldn't stand. "Fuck," I panted hard, but he wasn't done with me yet.

I heard him opening the condom, and before I had even recovered, I felt him slip into me with no issue. He wasted no time as he slammed into me with everything he had. "You're fucking perfect," Giovani breathed as he pumped his cock inside of me, "so sweet and tight, baby."

I panted, half out of it as I gazed up at him blurrily. I couldn't catch my breath, not with the way he was pounding into me, squeezing so tightly and just the way I needed.

I moaned quietly, my vision blurry from sweat as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. He paused in his motions, gripping my ass, and he supported me in his arms. I breathed into his neck, letting him take control as he fucked me.

The night was long, and at some point, I stopped counting how many times we came. But I was thoroughly exhausted by the time he slipped out of me for the last time.

"Get some rest, carino." He brushed my hair away from my face, and I murmured something even I didn't know back to him, collapsing into my pillows and blankets.

He chuckled, kissing my forehead. I heard my door opening as he flicked off the lights, and I was half-asleep, but I swore I heard someone calling his name right before the door shut.