Brandon pinned me against the wall, his arms bracketing me on either side. The scent of his cologne wrapped around me, drawing me in. My heart was hammering in my chest as I reached for the buttons of his shirt, slowly undoing them.
When his shirt fell open, I ran my hands over his muscled torso, tracing the lines and gently raking my nails down his skin. He shuddered as I went down to his pants, his eyes never leaving mine.
Even though I made all the moves, I had never felt less in control.
I flicked open the button of his pants and pulled down the zipper. He groaned when I slid my hand beneath his clothing, gripping his cock in my hand. Brandon kept his eyes open and locked on me as I stroked him, his clothing falling down his body and his cock bobbing free.
His gaze burned when I sank to my knees in front of him. He stopped bracing himself on the wall as I licked the head of his cock. His hands sank into my hair, pulling it back from my face as I took him in my mouth.
Brandon moaned as I ran my tongue along the underside of his hardened length, circling the head before hollowing my cheeks and taking as much of him as possible. He pulled on my hair, setting the pace as his hips rocked back and forth.
I grazed his cock with my teeth, licking and sucking as he thrust faster. Wetness pooled between my thighs, my inner walls aching as I took him, gripping the baser of his cock and stroking it in time with my sucking.
He pulled out of my mouth and helped me to my feet before pinning me back against the wall. His mouth was on mine as his hands slid beneath my dress, hiking it over my hips. He dragged down the silky material of my underwear before his fingers trailed along my wet slit.
My hips bucked as his fingers slipped, his thumb rubbing against my clit. It took a few thrusts to have my wetness coating his hand as my inner walls spasmed.
As he looked down at me, my nipples pebbled against my dress. Brandon groaned, one trailing up my body to roll my nipple between his fingers while he dropped to his knees before me.
He grabbed my thigh and lifted one leg over his shoulder, his tongue sliding along my clit. I leaned against the wall, my back arching as his tongue circled my clit faster, his fingers driving deeper into me.
My inner walls started pulsating around him as he continued to work me into a frenzy, his fingers moving harder and faster until I came around him.
When my body stopped shaking, he got to his feet and took my hand, leading me to the bedroom.
We fell to the bed, our hands roaming over each others’ bodies as our mouths moved together. Our clothes came off in seconds, tossed to the floor in a careless pile.
The moment he drove his cock into me, rolling his hips and burying himself to the hilt. I moaned, my fingers digging into his shoulders as he rocked his hips faster. My inner walls pulled around him as I raked my nails down his back.
When he stiffened inside me, I felt my orgasm building. Brandon dipped his head, kissing my neck as he thrust faster, driving me over the edge. My orgasm came hard and fast as he finished.
Coming down from the high, he lay on the bed beside me.
When I looked at him for a moment, I felt guilty.
I had just slept with my best friend’s father, and there was no way I could tell her the truth.
The next moment, Brandon had his arms around me, pulling me into his chest and kissing my shoulder.
Even as he held me, I wondered how long we would genuinely be able to keep this a secret.