Chapter 5

VANESSA

My whole body is frozen in place. I can’t believe I’m this close to getting everything I want and my dad is about to barge in and

ruin all of it. Dylan slides his finger out of me, taking mine with him, and I give a disappointed sigh at the loss of him.

I can see the worry in his eyes, and I know guilt is going to join it as soon as he sees my dad, and I don’t want that. I don’t want him to second guess what we’ve done or to back away from me. Bringing my wet finger to his mouth, I trace a line over his lips. His eyes go dark before he grabs my wrist and sucks my finger into his mouth. He never takes his eyes off mine as he licks and sucks my finger clean. My body is still humming with pleasure, and the feel of his tongue on me is driving me wild all over again.

When my dad knocks again and he slides my finger out, I give him a quick kiss and say, “Don’t you dare start to doubt us, Dylan. This doesn’t change anything.”

He gives me a sweet smile before pulling my sweatshirt back down and helping me to stand up. Before walking to the door, he pulls me in for a quick but fierce hug, enveloping me in his strong arms.

“You’d better go put something else on.”

I wrap my arms around him tighter, breathing in the amazing smell of him before letting go. I run to the laundry room when my dad starts to holler again. The dryer is still going, but I yank my clothes out anyway. I put on my bra and panties and my still damp jeans, but I keep Dylan’s sweatshirt on. I can’t bear to part with it just yet.

“There she is,” my dad says when I walk back into the kitchen. He’s eating a slice of leftover pizza, and judging by the happy look on his face, he’s absolutely clueless about what just happened.

When he notices my sweatshirt, he laughs and says, “I’ll be damned. I haven’t seen that in a while.”

“Yeah,” Dylan says, pouring himself a whiskey when my dad waves off the offer. “I was going to toss it, but it turns out that Vanessa is more of a pack rat than I am.” He gives me a smile and a sexy wink that my dad can’t see.

“Remember that girlfriend you had during your senior year? Stephanie, I think it was. God, she was so mad at you because you wouldn’t let her have it.”

“I remember,” Dylan said with a groan. “I just didn’t want her to have it.”

I return his smile, happy that Stephanie didn’t ever manage to get her hands on this shirt. Moving to stand by Dylan, I rest my elbows on the counter, hoping my dad will just decide to go home.

“Damn this is good pizza. You have any more?” My dad asks, dashing my hopes of him leaving soon.

When Dylan walks behind me to get more pizza, I almost let out a squeal when he gives my ass a soft pinch. I turn around to see a smile playing on his lips as he grabs the pizza box and hands it to my dad before coming to stand by me again.

My dad digs in, focusing on the pizza in front of him and not on the fact that his best friend is now cupping my ass. I rest my chin on my hands, holding back the moan I want to give when he slides his hand between my legs, pressing his fingers against my pussy.

I’m frozen in place, trying hard to keep control of my body, but Dylan’s hand is showing no signs of letting up as his fingers press against my clit, and I start to wonder if this situation might turn into my most embarrassing moment ever if I actually cum right here in front of my fucking dad. I’m just about to turn my head, hoping by some miracle I’ll be able to cum quietly and unnoticeably when my dad’s voice puts everything to an immediate stop.

“So how’d the date go last night?”

Dylan gives me one last squeeze before slowly sliding his hand out from between my legs. He gives a pained groan, and I’m not sure if it’s because he’s thinking about the brunette I’d seen him with or if it’s because his hand is no longer cupping my pussy.

“It went, man. That’s about the best thing I can say about it.”

“You’re too picky,” my dad says, walking around to toss the now empty pizza box in the trash.

“I don’t think so,” Dylan says, letting his eyes run over me.

I smile at him, loving all the desire I see on his face.

“You’re never going to find someone if you keep being so damn stubborn.”

“Well,” Dylan says with a grin, “it just so happens I have met the perfect woman.”

I have to bite my lip to keep from grinning, but I must be doing a pisspoor job of it because when I look up at him, he’s giving me the sweetest smile, making my heart do a little flip-flop.

“No shit,” my dad says. “Who is she?”

“I’m not ready to say just yet, but you’ll find out soon enough. I can tell you that she’s the sweetest, most beautiful woman I’ve ever met, and I’m completely obsessed with her.”

I’m so touched by his words that all I can do is stare at him and grin like an idiot.

“Wow, I’ve never heard you talk about a woman like that. She must be pretty damn special.” My dad points a finger at Dylan, “You, my friend, are in love,” he says with a laugh.

Dylan doesn’t answer, just looks at me with a sexy grin on his face. I desperately want to kick my dad out so I can be alone with Dylan, but there’s no way in hell to do that without him quickly realizing who this mysterious woman is.

“I’m excited for you, man,” my dad says, walking around to stand by us. “Come on, Vanessa, let’s get out of his way so he can call his lady love.”