My Dad's Rival

I’d do anything for her. I know challenges are coming our way, but I don’t care. Right here, right now, none of that matters.

“God, Lucy,” I grunt, capturing her nipple in my mouth and sucking it hard. She tilts her head back as she rides me, moaning deeply. It allows me to see her in all her glory, her tits swaying with her movements, her body writhing on top of mine. She’s perfect. This moment is perfect.

And she’s going to make me come so damn hard. But not before she comes first.

“I’m close,” she pants, rolling her hips faster. But I need her to come now. I can feel my seed rising up my shaft. I grip her hips hard, hold our bodies pressed together in a sweaty mess for a second before and pound into her from below, fast and hard. It’s messy and perfect. I feel myself fall over the edge and at the same time she lets out a long moan followed by my name. I come deep inside her pussy, grunting as I fill her up with my seed. She cries out, collapsing against me as the pleasure becomes too much. I pump my seed into her as her walls clench around me, milking me for every last drop I have to give.

I hold her in my arms, as we both come down, my cock still inside her. All I can hear is the sound of us both trying to catch our breath. I don’t know what comes next but I do know one thing for sure. Now that I’ve taken her virginity and made her a woman, she’s mine forever.

I’m never going to let her go.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Lucy

After making love in Wyatt’s office, he takes me back to his place where we spend the evening trying to forget our problems. We take a dip in his pool, lounge in his theater room to watch a movie, and talk for hours on end.

Anything to avoid our reality.

Both of us know that this isn’t sustainable. I texted my dad earlier to let him know I was having after-work drinks and that I’d be home late, but I can’t do this forever. At some point, I’m going to have to be honest with him. What happens when I want to start a family with Wyatt? What happens when things escalate, even more, marriage, moving in together, spending the rest of our lives together? We’re already moving so fast and once we reach those milestones, it’s going to be impossible not to come clean to my dad.

He’s going to be so angry. Not only have I hooked up with his biggest rival, but I’ve failed to do what he asked of me. But the more I think about it, the more he looks like the unreasonable one. Did he have any right to push me into being a spy for him? If anything, he owes me and Wyatt an apology. Maybe his blessing can be a way of saying sorry.

But that’s never going to happen.

I’m an optimist, but even I know a lost cause when I see one. This is the one thing that my dad would never, ever budge on. He’s dedicated his life to hating Wyatt and everything he does. Now, I’m beginning to see that his hatred is unfounded.

I’ve learned quite a bit while working for Wyatt. He has never knowingly poached customers from us, he’s never applied aggressive tactics in business and he gives most of his earnings to charity now that he’s set for life. I know he’s a good man and I would never have fallen in love with him otherwise…

As that thought crosses my mind, I freeze. I’ve never admitted to myself before that I’m in love with Wyatt. I guess some part of me has been aware since the moment I met him, but now, I’m certain of the fact. I find myself blushing, which isn’t like me in the slightest. Only Wyatt has ever had that kind of effect on me. But it’s so fast…does he feel the same or am I crazy?

The tension inside me is almost too much and I don’t have the ability to deal with it, not after the few days I’ve just had. I have to be patient, but at the same time, I want to shout from the rooftops how I feel. But if I do that, won’t I just scare Wyatt off? I’m always terrified of doing anything that will make him see me in a different light, make him realize just how young I am. I don’t want him to think I’m not ready for this. I’ve been waiting my whole life for this, for him, and I don’t want to give up on us now.

We’re sitting in bed as I contemplate this. With his arms wrapped around me protectively, I feel safe, but I know the second I leave his arms, my problems will come rushing back to get me. I close my eyes with a sigh and he pulls me in even closer.