My Step Billionaire (Taboo First Time Bareback Romance) (4 page)

“I was just kidding,” I said. “You want a glass of iced tea?”

“I don’t want anything from you,” she replied. “I don’t even want to see your stupid face. I’m going outside.”

I shrugged. “Suit yourself, but it’s hotter out there than it is in here.”

“At least there’s a breeze outside,” she said. “And I can work on my tan.”

She was probably right. Even beneath the ceiling fan, the air in here felt sticky and heavy. Outside might actually be the better option. That didn’t matter though. I was just happy that she would be out of my hair for a little while. And quite frankly, I could use a little alone time to take the edge off my raging libido.

Brianna got off the couch and hurried toward the stairs. I watched her firm round ass as she bounded upstairs, feeling a slight twinge of guilt in my chest and a massive twinge of arousal in my shorts. The way she moved was hypnotic.

She always ran around the house wearing too little clothing, but it always seemed to get worse whenever her mother was out of town. Her clothing choices went from revealing to scandalous.

I had to wonder if she did it on purpose. Did she enjoy torturing me? Was this some kind of game to her?

All I knew was that it drove me crazy. I wasn’t the kind of man who would take advantage of my little girl, even though we weren’t technically related by blood. It was just plain wrong. No matter how much her young, gorgeous body tempted me.

When she came back down, she was holding a towel. The t-shirt was gone, replaced by a petite pink bikini top that barely covered her breasts. Seeing her in just the bikini almost made my jaw drop.

I didn’t know how much she paid for it, but I’m pretty sure she got ripped off. It looked like they’d only sold her half of the damn bathing suit, that’s how revealing it was.

On any other woman, I would’ve been drooling. The suit left nothing to the imagination. I could see every curve of her tight, young body. I had to look away before I went crazy.

“I’ll be outside,” she said.

Then she walked out the back door. I risked another glance at her through the glass. She was bent over, arranging her towel in the sunny grass.

Her sweet little ass bobbed invitingly as she moved. The fabric of her bikini bottoms had pulled up into the crack of her ass, revealing her tender flesh and outlining the bulge of her pussy between her legs.

In that moment, I forgot that she was my daughter, and all I saw was the alluring young woman presenting herself in front of me.

My hand strayed down to my hardening erection. Part of me couldn’t believe what I was doing, but the rest of me told me to keep going. I lightly stroked the length of my cock while I watched my young daughter arranging herself on her towel.

She was lying flat on her back, her breasts displayed beautifully. A thin sheen of sweat covered her chest, making her smooth skin glisten in the sunlight. She adjusted her bikini bottoms, curling the waistband low on her hips so that her slit was almost exposed.

My hand was working faster now. I had planned on jerking off while she was outside, but I never expected to be pleasuring myself to her. I couldn’t help myself.

No porn on earth could compete with the real thing lying just on the other side of the glass. Not only was she gorgeous, but I found myself excited watching her while she was unaware. Something about the situation awoke the voyeur in me. There was something forbidden about it. I couldn’t turn away, and I couldn’t stop touching my hard cock.

I had pulled my shaft out of my shorts. The back of the couch faced the back door, so even if she could see me watching her, she wouldn’t be able to see me pleasuring myself.

Precum slicked my palm, smoothing my stroking hand. It felt so good. The whole situation was such a turn on, I could feel myself getting close already. I was going to shoot my load while watching my sexy little daughter.

I closed my eyes and pictured myself coming all over my daughter’s sexy little tits. The image was so hot and real in my head. I was almost at the tipping point. Almost there.

Then I heard the back door open.

Chapter 2

Panic flared within me.

I quickly stuffed my throbbing cock back into my shorts and opened my eyes.

Brianna was standing in the doorway looking at me. Her head was cocked to the side and a look of confusion was written on her face.

“Are you alright?” she asked.

I cleared my throat. “Yeah, I’m fine. What’s up?”

“Are you sure? You look a little weird.”

“I’m fine. It’s just the heat. Are you done outside already?”

“No, but that sun is ridiculous. Can you put some sunscreen on me?”

My mind blurred with terror. I couldn’t let her see how hard I was. I would never live it down. She would freak out and tell her mother, and I would probably get divorced.

I had to say no. There was no way I could rub lotion on her with this throbbing beast jutting from between my legs. If I had been wearing something else, I might have been able to hide it, but these flimsy shorts couldn’t hide anything. They were tented up almost comically.

But if I said no, Brianna would probably want to argue about it, the way she argued about everything. Then she’d come over to the couch and see my hard on for sure. I needed to buy some time.

“Sure,” I said. “Go grab the lotion.”

She dashed off upstairs again, and I tried to will my hard length to shrink. The damn thing did not want to go down. I was way more scared than horny at that point, but I guess I had been so close to finishing that my stubborn cock was demanding that I finish the job.

I heard the thudding of Brianna’s steps coming back downstairs.

I called out to her before she came over to me. “Just head outside. I’ll be out in a second.”

“Alright,” she said, not being difficult for once. Probably because she needed a favor from me. Still, I wasn’t about to argue.

I heard the back door close, and I took a deep breath. Come on, I told my cock. We’ve have a lot of good years together. Don’t fuck things up for me now.

As if it understood me, my erection began to soften up. I breathed a sigh of relief. It didn’t go down fully. I was still at half mast, but it was better than it was before. I still looked like I was packing some serious meat in my shorts, but at least I didn’t look like I had a hard on anymore.

I got up from the couch and went outside.

Brianna reclined on her towel, leaning back on her elbows and looking at me. My eyes ran up and down her body, and my cock began to grow again. I hurried over to her and positioned myself behind her before my body betrayed the forbidden thoughts running through my head.

“Alright, sit up,” I told her.

She did as I asked, and I sat behind her with my legs on either side of her. She presented her back to me, covered only by the thinnest strand of tied fabric that held her top up.

I squirted a glob of white sunscreen on her shoulders. It hadn’t occurred to me until that moment that putting sunscreen on her meant that I would have to touch her. Just the thought of it made me rock hard again.

At least she can’t see me, I thought.

I spread the lotion over her shoulders in big, smooth strokes. Her skin was hot under my hands. I massaged her shoulders, rubbing it into her skin. She moaned, and arousal ached within me at the sound.

“That feels good, Daddy.”

A shiver ran through me when she called me that. It made all the feelings I was having feel all the more wrong. Somehow, it turned me on even more.

She gathered her hair up in her hands, revealing the long, graceful line of her neck. My heart beat fast at the sight of it. I had the wild urge to kiss her there. I managed to resist.

Instead, I tried to apply the lotion as quickly and efficiently as possible.

My hands moved down between her shoulder blades. Brianna arched her back at my touch. My fingers snagged on her bikini strap.

“You know, that’s going to leave an ugly tan line,” she said.

Her hand reached back, and before I could protest, she pulled the knot loose. Her top fell open, revealing her naked back to me. I was simultaneously angry and relieved that I was sitting behind her and couldn’t see her naked breasts spilling free from her bikini.

A dull ache of arousal pulsed within me. It was so strong it was like a physical pain. I gritted my teeth and fought the feelings down.

I would have called the whole thing off then and escaped into the safety of the house. Unfortunately, my cock was so hard that she’d know exactly how I was feeling if I stood up.

I resigned myself to finishing up and trying to find a way to make a subtle exit later.

My hands moved up and down Brianna’s back in long, lingering strokes. I was enjoying the feel of her bare skin too much, and without realizing it, this was turning into almost a sensual massage. It might be wrong, but since I was stuck doing it anyway, there was no reason I couldn’t enjoy myself.

Brianna let out another moan, indicating that she was enjoying it as well. I could feel her heart beating fast in her chest. At least I wasn’t the only one getting into it. At least I wasn’t just taking advantage of her.

Besides, I thought. It’s just a little harmless fun. I would never let things go too far, and I was sure Brianna felt the same way.

My hands rubbed up and down her sides. A thrill rushed through me at the feel of my fingertips barely brushing along the edges of her breasts.

She shifted backwards and my hands slid forward, cupping the sides of her glorious tits.

I let my hands linger there for a little too long, then I pulled them away.

“I’m sorry, Brianna,” I said, flustered.

“What are you talking about?”

“I shouldn’t have touched you there.”

“What, my boobs?” she asked, giggling. “They’re just boobs, Daddy. Besides, you need to get them, too. I don’t want to get sunburned.”

I was trying to process her statement when she reached behind her and grabbed my hands. She yanked them forward and placed them fully on her bare breasts.

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