Celeste
An hour later, I'm walking into the two level penthouse that Brady is living in while in New York. It's stunning and even though my family is loaded, it's still fucking impressive. It's sleek and modern and clean. I walk directly to the floor to ceiling windows that look out over the city and Central Park. The glass is so fucking clean that it's as though it's not even there, except for the reflection of the lights within the penthouse.
"Mmm" he hums as he comes up behind me, sliding my hair from my neck and my head tilts automatically as he presses his nose to my neck and glides it up the side and presses a kiss to my skin.
Not temporary. Permanent. He said I could make this permanent. Me and him. If I wanted it. As much as I loved all the little fantasies I got to live out at the club, this was always my biggest fantasy. The man I grew up adoring, and crushing on in my teen years. My fathers best friend.
His lips press over and over, soft kisses up and down my neck, his hand lifting up to the strap of my dress and sliding it over the ball of my shoulder as he kisses on my skin.
The sex in the bathroom at his club , was so much better than the sex wed had in the room of his office. Being able to see him, to know it was him inside of me. I also knew, that whatever sex we had here, in his home, would be even better.
"I can't keep my fucking hands off you" he whispers as his hands slide onto my waist and around my stomach and up to my breasts where he grabs them softly while still kissing my neck.
"Nobody asked you to" I say, losing all interest in the view and closing my eyes as he sqeezes my breasts and one hand goes to the back of my dress and slides the zipper down slowly.
"I'm going to be so good to you" he whispers.
I bite my lip, and not sure if he means right now, or forever.
"You taste so fucking good" he groans as his tongue licks the curve of my neck and up it and his mouth comes to my ear.
"so fucking good" he murmurs and then kisses below my ear and slips my hair away from my back and begins kissing down my spine and I place my hands on the glass as every single bit of my skin buzzes with awareness that this mans mouth is on my skin. He hands push the straps down my arms and I lower my hands from the glass, sliding my arms the rest of the way out as my tits hit the air, and the fabric falls down my torso and he gets down on his knees , kissing the small of my back as he gently tugs the dress off my hips and lets it fall to the floor. His tongue traces the top of my panties along my back and then his fingers curl around the fabric at my hips and his mouth presses kiss after kiss from one side of my lower back to the other as he drags my panties down slowly , i suck in tiny breaths of anticipation and I whimper as he drops my panties to floor so I'm standing in nothing but my high heels.
My jaw drops and my forehead goes to the glass as his tongue licks my cunt from behind, I arch my back, pushing my ass out further and he groans as his head angles and his hands stroke my thighs as he tongues my pussy.
"I love tasting my fucking cum on you" he groans. My toes curl, my heels lifting from the floor as I push onto my tip toes trying to give him better access to me.
"your pussy will always fucking taste like me Celeste, wont it baby?" he groans and licks to my clit and I moan.
"yes" I answer.
"i want my cum inside you everyday" he groans and then grabs my waist and turns me and I let my shoulders press to the glass and I look down as I watch him kiss above my pussy and then spread my lips gently as he kisses my clit.
"would you like that? My cum dripping from your perfect cunt everyday?" he asks as he slides two fingers inside of me.
"Yes" I answer with a whimper as my hips roll forward and I bite my lip as I watch him lick my clit while fingering me.
"you have such a pretty fucking cunt" he groans and looks from my eyes down to my tits, down to where his fingers are, as he draws them out and pushes them back in.
"Jesus, your cunt is so fucking beautiful" he groans and his tongue licks at my clit again with a deep groan and I gasp as his fingers curl.
"so fucking pretty" he groans, the worlds slightly muffled as he speaks against my clit and then sucks it hard and I cry out, my hands grabbing his hair and gripping it.
"Brady" I cry as my hips buck and he groans, his fingers working my g spot as he keeps sucking and licking at my clit.
"Might have to let your father take a taste just so he understands why I made his little girl all mine" he groans and I groan, because, fuck. I curse as my head goes back against the glass and my hips roll as I ride my clit on his tongue and my pussy on his fingers.
"mmmm, dirty girl" he groans. "You like that? You want your father to taste this pretty pussy?"
"Shit" I cry and he chuckles.
"you're fucking filthy, sweetheart" he groans and then stops and slides his fingers out and I pant, my cheeks heating, because clearly, that taboo little mention of my father was getting me off.
He smirks as he stands and puts his hand on the glass behind me, then the other and looks down at me.
"You can want your father between your legs as much as you fucking want Celeste, frankly, it turns me on that you like the idea of his tongue tasting what's mine..but i'm telling you right now...no man but me, gets that fucking pussy" he growls and I moan and grab his belt and undo it as I nod.
"I dont...really want that...i just...have lots of...fantasies..." I say and he smirks as I get his belt undone.
"I'd love to hear about them sweetheart" he says as I unzip him.
"when i work....or..worked....i always imagined people i knew....were the ones fucking me" I say and he hums.
"Did you picture me?" he asks. I nod.
"all the time" I answer and he groans.
"And you pictured your father?" He cocks a brow. My cheeks flush and I push down his pants.
He groans when I dont answer.
"Celeste....did you picture Daddy fucking his princess?" he growls and I whimper.
"yes" I answer and he groans and and grabs my jaw.
"yeah? You fantasize about your father screwing that perfect little cunt of yours?" he asks and I nod, his grip becomes harder and he thrusts into my hand as I grip his cock.
"that's fucking dirty , you're a dirty little girl Celeste" he groans, but I know it's turning him on.
"i know" I say and he hums and i stroke his cock as I keep my eyes on his.
"Who else?" he groans. "Besides Daddy and his best friend"
"Everyone" I whimper pathetically.
He groans louder and his jaw clenches.
"Who, tell me, make me cum to your filthy little fantasies" he groans and fucks my hand.
"my uncles...my cousins" I answer and he hums.
"who else"
"old teachers...teachers i had crushes on in school"
"men i passed on the street....old men....i liked pretending.....that...every man i knew....was using me to get off" I moan.
"Who's to say they havent sweetheart?" he groans and I suck in a breath.
"For all we know, every man that's had his cock inside you in my club, is someone you know...sounds like half the people you mentioned would have the money for a place like that....your uncles....cousins.....daddy too" he groans and I moan and feel how wet I get from the possibility. Sure chances were slim, and Im sure my father would kick my ass before fucking his own daughter. Plus he'd never cheat on my mom, but it didnt matter, the way Brady was saying it, made it believable that it could have happened.
"he'd never" I pant. Brady just grins.
"Oh baby , I think he would" he groans and takes my hand and then moves me to the side and to the corner near the glass window and the wall and his hands grab my thighs.
"I dont think you know just how pretty your little pussy is, and how there was no saying no to this sweet cunt once I saw it" he says as he lowers me, and slides himself inside of me, making me wince and bite my lip.
"you really think, if your father saw your fucking body laid out, ready to be fucked, he wouldnt drop his pants and sink his fucking cock into you Celeste?" he groans and drills into me.
"Your father would fuck you bare, just like i did" he groans and I clench around his cock and he fucks me harder, faster, bouncing me on his cock and against the corner of the walls, my arm slipping around him, over his shoulder and behind his neck, my legs wrapped around him as I buck my hips.
"Yeah, he'd fuck your cunt bare and cum inside it, put that fuck daddy dick deep inside your precious little pussy" he grunts and I cant believe his fucking mouth, his willingness to feed my little fucked up fantasy. Im so wet, its fucking embarrassing.
"but you know how i know none of them were him?" he groans. I whimper and he smirks.
"because if he had fucked you sweetheart, he'd need it all the time, once he had this pussy, he'd probably try to turn you into his wife instead of his princess"
I cum. I cum so fucking hard and I scream as Brady chuckles.
"you're such a bad fucking girl" he groans and then thrusts , cumming inside of me. "god , youre, so, fucking, bad" he grunts as he spills inside of me. Both of us panting and he pins me to the wall and whispers in my ear.
"I'll make you a hole, here in my house, where ill fuck you, and let you pretend it's him...but anytime youre on my cock, looking at me, you better only be picturing me sweetheart" he breathes hard and I nod with a whimper.
"good girl" he kisses my cheek and then nudges my nose, and it's such a one eighty compared to the filthy things he just said to me, as he adorably brushes his nose back and forth and then kisses me softly.
"you belong to me" he says and I nod.