New Father (18+)

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* mature content *

I felt tense the following day. The weekends weren't supposed to be tense. I couldn't stop thinking about the night in the kitchen and I don't know why. It was completely innocent what he did but I couldn't stop thinking about it. I couldn't stop thinking about what if he did kiss me. I knew that was a long shot, but I couldn't get the thought out of my mind. Now I've come to the conclusion I've developed and unwarranted crush. This is a big problem because he was practically a father figure to me since he was the only authoritative man in my life. At least that's what Aunt Becky tells me. She's told me multiple times to show respect to him because it would do me good to have a male influence in my life and then she went on a long winded rant about my "good for nothing Father" that I don't know a single thing about.

I avoided Gabriel like the plague all weekend and it wasn't hard during the week because I would just quickly eat my dinner and let Aunt Becky do all the talking and then I would escape backup to my room with Blue by my side. I couldn't look at Gabriel because I was trying to forget this stupid crush that probably only formed because he was the only one being nice to me. He was seven years older than me, that was too old to have a crush on. I rolled my eyes and threw my arm over my face and let out a groan. My tense state still remained and I began to realize that it wasn't my mind that was tense. It was a lower region that was begging to be relieved. Maybe that's what this is all about, I was horny.

I haven't had s*x in almost four months that was sure to be the reason for my new found fascination with Gabriel. I needed a release and when I do I'll forget all about my feelings. Yes. That sounds reasonable. Once I calm my hormones things will go back to normal.

I looked at the clock and saw that both him and my aunt would be home in an hour and I knew I only needed a couple of minutes to get off. I moaned loud sometimes so I couldn't risk doing it when they were home. I sat up and ushered Blue out of my room and I shut the door behind him. My core was already aching in anticipation as I laid down on the bed and pulled my white dress up and I dragged my underwear down my legs and I dropped it on the floor.

I lazily ran my hand up my thigh a couple times to tease myself and it only made me more tense, but I liked to be teased. My fingers touched everywhere but my aching core and my breath was picking up and and becoming heavy. I finally touched my clit and the sensation of my fingers made my hips buck and a soft whimper leave my lips. I closed my eyes shut, but immediately opened them when images of Gabriel filled my mind. No no no no I was not going to get off with the thought of him. I kept my eyes open and stared at the ceiling as my fingers pumped in and out of me and my other hand drew circles on my bundle of nerves. As my fingers curled my eyes clamped shut and my lips parted into an o shape. Gabriel filled my mind, but I couldn't open my eyes to stop the images so I gave in to my dirty thoughts. I imagined it were his hands doing this do me, teasing me, pleasuring me. The thought of him was just what I needed for me to be brought over the edge. Moans escaped at a louder pitch and I could stop his name from leaving my lips as I pumped my fingers in and out of me till I finally released all of my built up tension.

My body was limp on the bed as I tried to catch my heaving breath. My eyes blinked slowly as I came down from my high and my breath slowly returned to normal, but suddenly a sound made my blood run cold. Three knocks were heard on my bedroom door.

(Gabriel's P.O.V)

I shut my car door and swung my keys around my finger as I hummed a random tune. I couldn't help but glance up at Eleanor's window like I did every day, but today the windows were closed. That's unlike her.

I was home early today and I made plans to go out for a couple beers with my friend Jonathan. He was my best mate and I haven't had enough time to hang out with him what with all that has been going on.

I was surprised to see Blue waiting for me at the door because the bastard is always with the brunette girl upstairs. Traitor. Nevertheless I was happy Eleanor had someone to hangout with. I rubbed his head as I walked by and I set my stuff down on the bar. I think I have PTSD from this counter because that's where Becca practically jumped me the other day and she told me to take her right there in the kitchen. I felt awful to have done that while Eleanor was just upstairs and after talking to her, realizing she definitely heard us mortified me. I'm sure she definitely didn't want to hear her aunts obnoxiously loud moans when she first woke up.

I glanced over and noticed a white book on the counter and I curiously picked it up and ran my eyes over the title, "Fallen too Far?" I read aloud and the title sounded familiar and I soon remembered this was the book Eleanor was always reading.

I thumbed through the book and it opened up the her spot in the book and I read a small paragraph from it:

"I shook my head. He couldn't stop. I didn't want him to be good. I wanted him inside me. Now. 'Please don't be good. Please,' I begged. Rush let out a rugged breath."

My eyes widened as the story became more explicit and I cleared my throat and closed the book. My shirt collar was all the sudden too tight and I hooked my finger around the collar to loosen it so I could breath.

She read those kind of books? The sweet and innocent girl I've come to know this past month reads that erotic stuff?

I blinked a couple of times and I decided to return the book so Becca didn't have the same revelation as I did.

I fed Blue some food and while he was eating I climbed up the stairs and turned left to walk towards her room. That's when I heard it. The soft angelic moans leaving her room. My hand wrapped around the doorknob and my eyebrows furrowed as I heard soft pants leave her lips. What was she doing?

I quietly opened the door and my eyes widened as I saw her spread out on her bed with her delicate fingers pleasuring herself. My breath got caught in my throat as a loud moan escaped her and her back arched off of the bed. what almost made me faint was it was my name that fell from her tongue.

"Mmmm Gabriel...Yes!" I'd never heard my name sound so good and I couldn't pull my eyes from her as she came undone right in front of me. I finally snapped out of my gaze and silently shut the door and when I did I let out a rugged breath. That girl in there was thinking of me as she brought herself over the edge. It was my name that left her lips. I was the image she saw when she closed her eyes and pumped her fingers in and out of her p***y. Me.

My hands clammed up and I swallowed hard. I ran a hand through my hair as I paced the hall and I glanced down at my feet when I Was back in front of her door. My eyes widened when I realized I was hard.

What the f**k! Why was I hard? Oh my god that 18 year old girl made me hard as a rock.

Well who wouldn't be with moans that sounded like that?

I shook my head trying to rid myself of such thoughts. I adjusted my pants and I brought my hand up to the door and I knocked three times before I opened the door again. This time fully and I wasn't quite about it.

I glanced over at her and she sat up quickly in her bed and brushed her white dress over herself to cover her bare core. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair was a little frizzy from the pillow. I looked away and down at my feet and I noticed her lacy white underwear laying on the floor. I wanted to cry out in frustration, but I contained myself and tried to act normal.

"H-hey Eleanor, you left your book downstairs," I said and I watched her pink tongue dart out and wet her lips. She nodded and I handed her the book. I almost lost it when her fingers slightly brushed against mine. The same fingers that were inside her a moment ago. I needed out of here. Now. "Okay anyway. I'm headed out, bye," I said quickly and then exited the room and escaped the hot tense air so I could finally breathe again.