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Chapter 30

“So, your mother?” Michael asked on our way back to his house. The moon was glowing brightly up above, and I watched it as we drove down the desolate streets. “Does she know?”

I took a deep breath through my nose and nodded. “Yes, and so does Serena.”

He paused and stopped at a stoplight, glancing over at me. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have made it obvious.”

I grasped his face in my hands and pressed my lips to his. “It’s okay. I don’t mind them knowing.” I pulled away and tried to calm the butterflies in my stomach. Part of me wanted to just say those three little words to him right then and there, but I stopped myself. What if he didn’t feel the same way yet? What if it was too soon?

“It’s Melissa that I’m worried about,” I said instead of confessing the feelings I had for him.

We sat in silence for the rest of the drive. I bounced my knees up and down, thinking about when would be a good time to say it. I didn’t have the slightest clue about how I should act in a normal relationship.

Michael pulled up his driveway, bright blinding headlights lighting up the dark. And my stomach dropped almost immediately. Parked right in her usual spot was Melissa’s car. “I thought you said Melissa wasn’t going to be here?” I whispered to him, my heart pounding against my chest.

Michael parked his car next to hers, cut the lights, and arched a brow. From the lights in the backyard, I could tell that Melissa was out in the back, probably at the pool with Victor. “She didn’t tell me she would be.”

“We should leave,” I said. What would happen if she found me with her father? I didn’t have an excuse for being here. I could probably think of something, but not anything believable.

Michael stared at me from the driver seat and leaned closer. “Oh, come on, Mia. It’s not like we haven’t snuck around before.” He slipped his hand between my legs and gently rubbed my clit through my shorts.

And if I said it didn’t turn me on, I’d be lying.

He moved closer until his lips next to my ear and then he slipped his fingers into my shorts, rubbing my pussy gently. “I know it excites you, Mia.”

“It doesn’t,” I said.

He chuckled so menacingly in my ear. “Take off your shirt.”

My eyes widened. “Michael, no--”

“Take it off now, Mia,” he said. I gulped and took off my shirt, sitting in the passenger seat with just my black lacy bra on, the moonlight glistening against my breasts. He took my shirt from me and hooked his finger around the bra strap. “This too.”

“No, Melissa will see us.”

“Melissa is in the pool,” he said. “She won’t see you.”

“Are you being serious?” I asked in disbelief, the warmth pooling between my legs.

“My house, Mia. I make the rules.”

I grumbled to myself, yet did what I was told because, well, I was too horny to throw a fit. I unclipped my bra, letting my breasts fall out of it, and handed it to him. “Do you want me to take my shorts off too?” I asked sarcastically.

“I wasn’t going to make you, but since you offered.” He held out his hand and waited for me to remove my jean shorts. I tried hard not to show him how much I actually liked this, but my nipples were pressing hard against the seatbelt, just waiting for him to touch them.

I tugged off my shorts and handed them to him, sitting almost naked in his car. He laid my clothes on his lap, rubbed my pussy through my underwear, and played with one of my tits with his other hands. His mouth on my neck, his scent drifting through my nose, his fingers brushing so lightly against the fabric and making me so damn wet for him.

After sighing, I relaxed against the chair and spread my legs wider, giving him better access. Well, at least, we were staying in the car. Melissa wouldn’t come out here for anything unless she decided to leave, and it was too late fo--

Michael’s lips brushed against my ear. “Get out of the car,” he said. “I want to eat this tight little cunt.”

He opened his car door, grabbed my clothes, and walked right out of the car. I stared at him through the window with wide eyes. From the side-walk leading to his front door, he cocked his finger at me and mouthed the word: “Come.”

My heart pounded against my chest, and I glanced toward the backyard. Melissa could walk around the corner at any minute and see me completely naked in her front yard. I swallowed hard, hurried out of the car, and shut the door softly behind me so Melissa wouldn’t be suspicious.

I held my forearm against my breasts, hiding them in case anyone else saw, and hurried to the front door. Michael pressed his key into the lock, but didn’t turn it. “Put your arms down, Mia. I want to see you.”

I stared up at his lustful eyes and clenched hard. I dropped my hands to my sides and watched him take my whole body in under the front light. He turned the key and pushed the door open for me.

After I took a deep breath, I hurried inside the house and up the stairs, trying to put as much space as possible between me and the pool. But Michael caught my wrist on the last stair and pulled me toward the living room.

“We’re not going to my bedroom,” he said.

My eyes widened, and I shook my head. “No, Michael, we can’t! What if they come up stairs and--”

He pushed me down on the couch, knelt, and held my legs apart, staring down at my wet panties. He brushed his fingers down my inner thighs, and I shivered from his touch. In one swoop, he hooked his finger inside of my underwear and pushed them to the side, placing his hot wet mouth right on my pussy.

I clenched, the heat warming my core, and threw my head back. Melissa’s voice still drifted through the room through an open window, but I could barely make out what she was saying because her father was eating my pussy so fucking well that I couldn’t even think straight.

“Play with your tits, Mia.”

I groped my breasts and tugged on my nipples, letting out a quiet moan. He pushed two fingers inside of me and curled them slightly, hitting my g-spot. My body jerked into the air, my breasts bouncing softly. He watched them and did it again, lips curling into a smirk against me.

“Michael,” I breathed out.

He pulled his fingers out of me and stuck them right in my mouth, pushing them as far down as they would go. I sucked on them and closed my eyes, my pussy aching to be filled by him. His tongue moved faster around my clit, and a wave of pleasure rolled through me.

“Fuck, Mia,” Michael groaned against me. “You’re making me so hard.”

I clenched again, heat warming my core.

“Keep sucking on my fingers, baby.” He groaned softly against my folds, then kissed his way up my body to my breasts. His free hand started rubbing my clit until I was moments away from cumming.

The sliding glass door opened downstairs, and I listened to Melissa and Victor’s footsteps. I sunk down on the couch, glad that Michael decided to keep the light off, and shook my head at him, telling him that we needed to stop. Now.

Instead of letting me go, he pushed his fingers deeper into my mouth and bit down on my nipple, tugging on it with his lips. My legs trembled, and I moved my hips from side to side, trying to displace all the pleasure rushing right to my core because it was too much. I moaned loudly on his hand and squeezed my eyes closed--trying to be quiet.

But wave after wave of pleasure pumped through me, and my whole body felt like it was tingling. My torso jerked back and forth on the couch, eyebrows furrowed together as I tried hard to breathe evenly.

“Oh, come on, don’t be such a pussy,” Melissa said from downstairs.

I stared at Michael and curled my toes, my pussy pulsing over and over. He pulled his fingers out of my mouth and stood up, his hard cock pressing against the front of his pants. “Michael,” I whispered, aching for him to fill me. “We can’t.”

Victor grumbled downstairs and said something incoherent, and Melissa laughed. “Stop it. We’ve been fucking around for months. Now that you two are over we can finally be together, Mason.”

And my heart stopped.


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