Chapter 2

Vance

This was a mistake.

I should just turn the car around and take Celeste home. Home where she’ll be safe from me. When she came onto me a few days ago, I was caught off guard. She surprised the fuck out of me. I almost gave in. I almost took her by the waist and gave her what she wanted. Thankfully, I didn’t. Her father would kill me if I touched her.

The little girl I watched grow up wants me to take her virginity.

I want to.

I really do.

But there’s the fact her father is my best friend.

She wasn’t wrong when she accused me of looking in places I shouldn’t have.

Little Celeste grew up to be a beautiful woman.

If she was any other girl, I’d have already fucked her.

But… I was caught between a rock and a hard place.

Best friend’s daughter.

That’s what I’ve been repeating in my head since I saw her sit down next to me at the bar.

“Celeste, I...” I felt like I was being suffocated.

“Please, it can be our little secret. My father never has to know.”

Ah, fuck!

This wasn’t right to feel the things I was feeling.

My cock was hard just imagining her…

Nope.

Don’t even go there, Vance.

She’s too young for you.

“I should take you home.” I whispered.

“Probably, but something tells me you don’t want that, do you?”

Hell no.

I wanted to spread her thighs and stretch her unused pussy. Get Daddy’s little girl nice and wet before I broke through her virgin pussy. Hell, last night I dreamed of her. I woke up hard as hell and jerked off to her pretty face. I dreamt that she sucked me under the desk of my office desk at the gym.

“This can’t happen, sweetheart. I’m sorry, but it’s for the best. Besides, your father would kill me if I fucked you.”

The drive her house was silent. Neither of us spoke, but there was so much I wanted to say. I glanced over at her and sighed. “I’m sorry, but I’m doing us both a favor. You’ll meet someone and it’ll be special for you. You deserve that much at least.”

I pulled up to her driveway and put the car in park. Her father, Dean, was walking towards us with an angry expression. Hopefully, it wasn’t because she was in my car. I rolled the window down and forced a smile. “Hey, found her wandering about. I thought I’d be a gentleman and drop her off.”

“Thanks, you’re such a great friend. I don’t know what I’d do if anything ever happened to Celeste.”

If only he knew what went down, he’d beat my ass.

Dean leaned in and sniffed. “Is that alcohol I smell, young lady? Up to your room.”

“But...”

“Now! We’ll talk in the morning. For now, sleep it off and get some rest.”

Dean groaned in frustration when she slammed the door and stormed off.

“Troubles?” I asked.

“I don’t know what to do anymore. She won’t talk to me and acts like she hates life. What do I do, man?”

“I could talk to her.” I blurted out without thinking.

Bad move, Vance.

“Really? Why don’t you stay over tonight?”

“I just live across the street.”

“Yeah, but maybe you could talk to her tonight. Please, I’d owe you one.”

I turned off the engine and sighed. “Ok, I’ll stay.”

I followed him inside and glanced at the picture on the wall. I felt for him. He’d lost his wife five years ago to a drunk driver. I could understand why he was angry about Celeste drinking. Dean rubbed his temples and closed his eyes. He was tired, overworked, and dealing with a daughter that was out of control.

I patted him on the back and whispered. “I’ll go talk to her. You go to bed and get some rest. You look exhausted.”

The closer I got to her room, the more nervous I got. What if she took it the wrong way? I knocked on her door three times and all I got was silence. I pushed my way through and wished I had just gone to the guest room. Celeste was on her bed, hand in panties. Her eyes were closed and her breaths were harsh. I couldn’t bring myself to look away. I should be ashamed of myself. Watching my best friend’s daughter masterbate. Just when I was about to walk away and close the door, I heard her whisper my name.

“Vance, I’m coming! Oh God Daddy, I’m coming so hard for you.”

I quietly closed the door and pressed my forehead to it. This would have to wait until tomorrow. Because if I stayed in there, I’d be tempted to take little Celeste up on her offer. I couldn’t do that.

I stepped into the kitchen to see Dean nursing a whiskey at the table. He glances at me and smiles. “Did it go well?”

“She was already asleep. ” I lied.

“Tomorrow then?”

“Yeah, tomorrow.” I murmured. “I think I’m gonna go to bed. Long night.”

Finally, I fell asleep at one in the morning. I felt a pair of hot lips on my cock, causing me to wake up. I tried to sit up but realized just how fucked I was. My wrists were bound by rope to each post. “Celeste, no.”

She pulled my cock out of her mouth and ran her tongue around the head. A soft groan escaped my lips as she took me in her mouth again. I won’t lie. It feels good to feel her mouth on my dick. It’s wrong but still, it feels too good to stop.

I fought against the rope and broke free. My hand tangled in her hair and yanked her head back. “Stop this, Celeste. Your father could hear.”

“Mmm, you taste so good.” She moaned.

“Go back to your room, we’ll talk in the morning.”

The next morning, I stepped into the kitchen to see Dean just coming back from his run. He looked a little flustered. That’s strange. He’s never been that out of breath. Something must’ve happened to him. I thought about asking him but refrain from doing so. If he wants to tell me, he’ll let me know on his own.

“Good morning, Daddy.” Celeste says.

“Morning, I’ve got to get ready for work. Vance wants to talk to you.”

I lock eyes with Dean and nod.

I could do this.

Just talk to Celeste and be on my way.

If only things were that easy.

I needed to talk to Celeste in private. I couldn’t let her father hear her slip up and call me Daddy. Definitely not what happened last night either. I took Celeste by the hand and led her up to her room. Closing the door, I gave her a soft push in the direction of her bed. A slow smile spread across her lips as she spread her legs slightly. “Come to finish what I started, Daddy?”

“This has nothing to do with what happened last night. Your father asked me to talk to you. He’s worried about you.”

“Worried about what? All he does is work and wonders why I don’t want anything to do with him. I do everything for him and all I get is scolded when I want to go out and have fun.”

“You could be hurt.”

“But you would be there to save me, right? Because all I do is run into you.”

I leaned down and pinned her to the bed. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but who came to who and begged them to take their virginity? It sure as hell wasn’t me, little girl. Now, are you going to be a good girl for Daddy and stop this madness or do I have to take matters into my own hands. Trust me, you really don’t want a punishment from me.”

“Maybe I just want a little attention. Perhaps, I just want someone to love and care for me.”

“Celeste...” I hesitate. “Be a good girl for me and make Daddy proud. No more alcohol or parties. Promise me you’ll stop being so wild and focus on your education.”

“On one condition.” She adds.

“What?” I have a feeling I already know.

“Fuck me.”

“No.” I snap. “I won’t fuck my best friend’s daughter. It’s not right.”