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  I followed Daniel upstairs to look at the more expensive pieces and for the first time, I saw his own artwork. Never one to show off, there wasn’t a painting to be seen in Daniel’s own home and that was a damn shame as his paintings were exquisite. They were explosions of color on canvas, some just swirls of colors meeting each other, others were portraits mixed with the explosion, like a young woman standing holding an umbrella while the vibrant colors rained down on her. There was a heart exploding outwards in further bursts of yellows, reds, blues and greens.

  “Daniel are these all yours?” I turned to him, my eyes seeking his response, my mouth unable to say another word for a minute.

  He nodded.

  “Wow.” I eventually managed to spit out.

  “What are you two doing up there?” Parker shouted, destroying the moment. “I just sold another painting today. Come down we need to celebrate with some coke.”

  My brows furrowed as I turned to Daniel, but he just laughed.

  “He means the soda. He’s not a pothead.”

  I made my excuses to go to look around the other units while Daniel and Parker talked business. In all honesty, I needed to be away from them for a while. I needed a distraction away from the feelings I was having and the thought that I didn’t want to acknowledge screamed in my mind.

  They’re both hot and I am totally imagining what it would be like to fuck them.

  Dear God. What the hell was wrong with me? I’d always had a preference for both older and younger guys, rather than ones around my own age. I guessed Parker wasn’t that much younger than me. I allowed myself to think about his body. He wasn’t my relation, so why shouldn’t I admit he was sexy. It was him filling my mind with this stepsister crap and making me feel guilty.

  I carried on browsing in a couple stores and purchased a short shabby chic style sundress that came to just above my knees, which would come in handy if this heat continued, and a scented candle for my room, plus some new linens for my bedroom. At the back of a store selling all different kinds of goods, I was surprised to see an over eighteen sign. I followed the arrow on the sign and discovered a display of sex toys and lingerie. I looked around me to make sure I didn’t have Daniel or Parker coming into the store to find me and confirming I was alone I began to look at the toys. I decided it would be a good idea to purchase something to play with while I stayed at the house so that I could enjoy my fantasies and stay satisfied. After comparing the feel of a few vibrators in my hand I finally settled on one called the whisperer. It was named this apparently because it was so quiet which was ideal for where I was staying. It was soft, had a rippled shaft and rounded end and was nine inches in length. The description on the box said it was powerful and waterproof so I could go take a bath and come out feeling even more relaxed!

  I quickly purchased the toy and hid it among the linens I had bought before returning to the gallery.

  “Man, look at the size of that.” Parker pointed to my shopping bag and I flushed. “Daniel. Don’t let her make the house all girly.”

  Daniel laughed. “Let’s go. Put that in the truck and then let’s go get some lunch.”

  With my purchases safely put away, I followed Daniel to a quaint looking restaurant where we ordered homemade burgers and fries. They arrived with an accompaniment of onion rings and coleslaw and I realised how hungry I had gotten.

  As I took a bite mayo ran out from the bun and slid down my jaw. Daniel picked up a napkin and leaning over wiped my chin.

  “Sorry.” I apologized. “I hadn’t realized how ready I was to eat.”

  A look passed between us at our closeness and my words. It was full of something I couldn’t or wouldn’t name. I sat back in my seat and had a drink of my soda.

  “So. I wanted to explain about your mom.” Daniel said.

  “You really don’t have to. It’s passed, hasn’t it? She’s moved on.” I told him.

  “She has, but I can’t. Not until I’ve explained.” He added. His eyes were like pools of shiny black oil. They reminded me of an ocean at night.

  I nodded, giving him permission to continue.

  He rubbed his jaw. “When I first met your mom. She called one of my shops to ask about a tattoo.”

  This amused me as my mom hated ink. She thought it made you look like a cheap whore.

  “When she requested me in particular, I was wary, as usually, it’s some bored housewife trying to get a hook up with what they assumed was a dirty assed tattooist. She seemed shocked when she met me.”

  I could imagine. Daniel was clean cut and didn’t have his own inkings.

  “Anyway, she dropped information to me, like I was some dumbass. No doubt usually men sucked it all up, but I had far too much experience of these desperate housewives and just thought she was another. She told me she was divorced and had a seventeen year old daughter who depended on her. Then she put out all this guilt about why was she enquiring about tattoos when she could barely make the rent. She started to cry. I was a little taken aback at that point. Your mom had seemed so confident. Anyway, you know how I am with the homeless and strays. Been like that my whole life. So I told her I had a room she could use while she got on her feet.”

  “Big mistake,” I told him.

  He sniffed. “Yeah, well yes and no. Because your mom asked me to pretend that we were an item. She didn’t want you to think she was struggling. I was to act as a stepdaddy while she got on her feet.” He laughed. “I even tried to get her work. I thought she was out there trying to fend for herself when actually she was using credit and store cards in my name and maxing me to the hilt. I let her stay because by then I had been introduced to you.” He said. “I thought you needed a stable home while you graduated, but then you didn’t seem to settle and moved in with your friend.”

  I looked at my burger. I couldn’t look at him.

  “So everything went to crap and I had to sell the business. Your mom abandoned you and I wasn’t ready to let you go. That’s why I kept in touch.”

  “Because you wanted to make sure I got my education?”

  “Sure.” He said. “And to make sure you were happy.”

  His voice drifted off at that point and we carried on eating in an uncomfortable silence.

  On our way out we walked past the ‘famous’ ice cream parlor, Creamy Delights, and even though I was bursting full after the burger, Daniel insisted on buying me an ice cream. I settled for a vanilla and coconut cone and we made our way back to the gallery. Parker was busy with a customer so Daniel directed us upstairs where he had his office.

  The office itself was small with a table and two chairs. There was a sideboard in the corner with a coffee machine and mugs and a door led to a bathroom to the rear, with a toilet and sink.

  “Would you like a coffee?”

  I pulled a face. “Not with ice cream, thanks.”

  I walked next to him while he got himself a pod and placed it in the machine to make a drink.

  “I’m really proud of you, Daniel. Your art is amazing and this place is great. Thanks for what you did for my mom and me. I’m glad you managed to recover, financially I mean, and you didn’t lose your beautiful home. I guess it came close, huh?”

  He turned to me, his eyes bored into mine. “It did. Very.”

  I had been ignoring my ice cream and a huge run of white cream dripped down onto my neck and ran in between my breasts. Not missing a beat, Daniel grabbed my shoulders and threw me back against the wall. His tongue dived onto my chest and trailed the whole same route as the ice cream as he licked it from my bare flesh.

  He lifted his head up and his hooded eyes fixed on mine. His breathing was rapid.

  He let out an uncontrollable moan and dropped his hands from me, standing back. “Fuck. Kayla. I’m so sorry.”

  “I’m not,” I replied and I closed the distance between us, launching myself at him, my mouth finding his.

  Everything happened so quickly after that.

  My tank was lifted up a
nd then Daniel pulled down the cup of my bra so one of my tits was free. He sucked it into his mouth and I groaned with the sensation of warmth and the feeling of pleasure that coursed through my body. I felt like I was fitted with underfloor heating—underbody heating! His hands fumbled at the button on my shorts. He managed to undo it and then lowered the zipper. He edged them past the curve of my ass and pulled them to my knees along with my panties so I was stood there--my breast in his mouth and fresh air hitting my lower body. I felt my cream run down my leg. I was so wet for him.

  He raised his head and pushed me back onto the wall. I felt the coolness of the wall meet my ass cheeks. “I need to be in you. I can’t wait. Not this time.”

  There would be a next time?

  I wondered if I was dreaming as I watched Daniel unfasten his own pants and hitch them down along with his boxers. His erection sprang out and I couldn’t help but moan at the sight. He had to be a good ten inches. He was definitely larger than the vibrator I had just purchased and his girth was wider. I could see a bead of pre-cum glistening on his mushroom head. He lifted his knee to spread my thighs apart while he fisted his cock. Testing between my legs with his fingers he brought up a digit coated in my cream.

  “So wet.” He smiled. “And all bare. I love it.”

  Then he slammed into me with a hard thrust. The chemistry between us was undeniable. My body broke out in goose bumps. I looked over his shoulder as he continued to thrust and noted the unlocked door. My nipples hardened further and I got wetter with the thought that at any time Parker could open the door and see us together. I could hear the mumble of his deep bass voice from downstairs and then the flirty laughter of a woman vibrated through the floor. God, some women were pathetic.

  I stared at Daniel. His eyes were closed, his breathing jagged and heavy and small beads of sweat had formed on his forehead as he continued to thrust. I leaned in and licked one off. His sweat was salty and I imagine that it wasn’t his sweat, but his cum in my mouth. Daniel opened his eyes, stared at me and then captured my mouth, teasing my tongue with his own. He tasted of burger and slaw, with a hint of the beer he washed his meal down with. His hand captured my naked breast, cupping it. It fitted so beautifully in his warm hand. His fingers outstretched and then stroked my tit, capturing a nipple and pinching it between his thumb and forefinger. The sensations whirling inside me were incredible. I couldn’t get close enough to his body.

  “Harder,” I told him. “Fuck me so hard I can’t walk.”

  He pulled almost out of me and then thrust back in super hard and rough.

  I mewled.

  He put a hand across my mouth. “Ssh.”

  The thought of being restrained, having my mouth unable to ask for assistance made me even hornier. What was I turning into? I had never experienced anything like this before.

  Daniel kept a steady rhythm of riding me hard until I felt him go rigid. He reached between us and flicked my clit and I went off like a volcano. I bit down on his thick fingers that were across my mouth, not too hard but otherwise, Parker and the customers downstairs would have been in no doubt as to what we were doing.

  Daniel climaxed, thrusting into me, his seed spilling inside in warm spurts. He rested his head next to mine on the wall and his heart thudded in my chest.

  “Fuck,” he said, lifting his head up and grasping my chin in his hands. “Kayla. Tell me I haven’t just ruined everything. That I didn’t fuck up.”

  “Oh, you fucked up all right.” I smiled at his concerned face. “But only in a good way.”

  A slow exhale escaped his mouth. He rested his clammy forehead against my own. “I promise next time I’ll go slow and give you everything. Put you at the centre of all the pleasure. But Christ, Kayla. I waited so long for that. I couldn’t go slow.”

  “You waited so long?”

  “Kayla. I tried to explain earlier. I just was going to take it slow.” He ran his finger down my cheek and softly brushed the pad of his fingertip on my lips. “I allowed your mom into my home at first because of pity. I let your mom stay in my home because of you.”

  I gasped.

  “Too much.” He smacked his own forehead. “I’ve said too much and made you uncomfortable. I’m sorry.”

  I grabbed his hand and held it in my own. “No. No, you haven’t.” I told him. “It’s all I’ve ever wanted. I was so jealous at the thought of you and my mom.”

  “That never happened. Never Kayla.”

  “Okay.”

  He withdrew from me. My pussy felt the loss of the heat from his cock.

  “We should clean up quickly and say our goodbyes to Parker.”

  I nodded. “About Parker. I can’t do anything with you while he’s in the house. It would be too weird. I know it means we might not get a lot of time together but I just can’t okay? Can we take things slow? It’s a lot to process, that you liked me the way I liked you.”

  “Sure, baby girl, we can take it really slow. You need to spend some time with Parker anyway and get to know him better. Plus I have to go away for the evening tonight to pick up some artwork. I’ll be back tomorrow afternoon.”

  My jaw dropped. “Hey, don’t look so down. We’re going home now aren’t we and Parker’s at work. We have the whole place to ourselves, right?” He grabbed my hand and brought it over to his dick. “Feel me.” I took his cock in my hand. It was hard as rock. “Does it appear like I’m done with you yet? I told you. I’m gonna make you come so hard and so many damn times.”

  He left me and headed to the bathroom. I’m stood against the wall with my top still pushed up and my breast showing, with my bare pussy on show and cum running down my leg.

  I’m fucked and satisfied and yet all I can think is that I want Parker to come in and find me.

  Chapter 6

  Daniel

  I could barely drive us home. My cock just wanted to be deep inside Kayla as much and for as long as possible. I had one hand on the steering wheel and another one stroking her wet heat every chance I could. She was panting she was so damn ravenous for my cock back inside her.

  I tore up the driveway and we rushed from the truck into the house. I followed Kayla’s tight ass that I could now openly stare at as she led me into her bedroom. I closed the door behind me and pulled her down onto the bed so that she was lying on top of me. I captured her mouth in my own and gave her mouth a good tongue fucking, teasing her by not touching her elsewhere. Kayla became frustrated with my inaction and sat astride me in her shorts. She started rubbing her mound over the seam of my jeans.

  “Oh, Daniel. Fuck that feels good. Oh.”

  It was so damn hot that she could moan and scream my name now at the top of her voice. We continued to kiss as she carried on rubbing that hot sweet cunt over my hard on. I lifted up her top. She had taken off her bra in the truck and shoved it in her bag so that I could keep playing with those cute little tits on the way home. I captured one now in my mouth, sucking on it and playing with the other one. Then I let it slide from my mouth and did the same to the other side. Sucking noises filled the room, along with Kayla’s moans from her pussy rubbing. We stripped off all our clothes and I guided Kayla until she was hovering above my mouth.

  “I want you to stay there until I’ve made you come, okay?” I instructed. “Play with those titties, while I’m busy.”

  “Okay,” she nodded. My sassy Kayla was gone right now. She was so focused on chasing that pleasure.

  She lowered herself onto my mouth and I could smell her musky scent. My dick twitched with desire. Her pussy lips spread over my face and some of that cream ran from her core and into my mouth. She tasted of sunshine and woman. I ran my tongue down her slit and then up over her clit and I felt her lift up a little as if it tickled. She grabbed hold of her tits, one in each hand and started to play with them. I held her ass cheeks, one in each of my hands and split her open like a juicy peach.

  “Fuck, yeah.” She said as I kept flicking, licking and sucking and she rotated hersel
f around on my mouth.

  I decided to turn up the heat a little and I poked my tongue right up that sweet wet cunt.

  “Oh my God,” she screamed. “Oh fuck. Daniel. More of that, please. More.”

  I stopped and sucked on her clit until she begged me so damn hard for more and then I thrust my tongue in her opening and back out over and over and over. I felt her cunt gather together over my mouth and I pulled her ass cheeks so she was as close to me as I could get her. She exploded, and I felt each wave of her orgasm upon my tongue. I let her ass cheeks go and she laid at the side of me as if made from a puddle of goo.

  I watched her breasts rise up and down with her short, fast, breathing.

  “Tell me what you want from me next Kayla. Anything. I want to give you the ultimate pleasure.”

  “Daniel. I feel so dirty when I’m with you.” She replied. Her face was flushed and those freckles looked cute laid across her pale cheeks. Her long red hair was spread across the pillows. “In a good way that is.”

  “Thank Christ for that,” I said. “For a minute there I thought you were going to say what we were doing was wrong.”

  She grasped my dick in her hand. “No. It’s oh so right. It does feel slightly…forbidden, but I... Well, I like it.”

  “What do you like?” I started to move within the curl of her hand and fingers. I needed to be inside her soon.

  “Can I talk dirty?” she asked. “I’ve never had the confidence to do it before. We can stop if you don’t like what I’m saying.”

  I didn’t like to be reminded that I wasn’t her first lover, so if I could be the first she dirty talked and really opened up to, well that was fine with me.