My Best Friend's Dad

Needs

Elona's POV

I walked past Tristan up the the few steps and I unlocked the front door, opening it. I entered and he followed after me. I could feel the tension coming from him and he closed the door behind him. I feel bad for not answering the phone and making him worry about me but I am fine and safe at home.

"I don't want you to be anywhere near him," he seethed. I turned around to face him. He was livid, his jaw clenching.

"He is a friend, Tristan. How many times do I need to say that to you? Why are you so worried about Spooky? Afraid that he will steal me from you?" I raised my voice.

"Yes and the fact that I don't trust him one bit. He is bad news," he raised his voice too.

"He has been missing and I went to look for him-"

"In the dark? Alone? You could've asked me to come with you," he interrupted.

"And then you would tell me not to go. I am sorry that I didn't answer your calls. But Spooky is not well and his phone is broken. He didn't respond to our texts and calls. His parents are away for business. It was enough for us to worry," I tried to explain.

"I will not tolerate you two being together." his gaze burned into mine as he slowly approached me and I walked backwards.

"I won't allow you to tell me who I can and cannot be friends with let alone my modeling career," I hissed at him and my back was now against the wall.

He rested his hands on either side of me against the wall, caging me in, and then he leaned in. He was inches away from me. "You are mine and no one will have you," he was stern but yet the tension was so much that I couldn't say anything further, I wanted him, I was soaking in my panties. My lips parted. "Tell me that you're mine," he whispered.

"I'm always yours," I said softly.

His lips crashed against mine, kissing me passionately as I closed my eyes, my hands roam his chest until my arms are wrapped around his neck, bringing him in closer. His hands found my ass and he pulled me against him, his hard bulge against my lower abdomen. He moaned and he moved against me. His tongue entered my mouth as soon as I gave him the gap to do so. Our tongues danced, lifting me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

His lips were inches from mine. "I want you so badly," he rasped.

"Please, just f^ck me," I begged.

I couldn't wait anymore, I didn't want to wait any longer. He smiled at me and then he carried me upstairs and into my bedroom. He kicked the door closed behind us and his lips found mine again. He put me down, breaking our kiss. He bit his bottom lip and my stomach flipped, that was a huge turn on for me. His hands reached the bottom of my cropped top. I lifted my arms up in the air and he removed it, discarding it onto the ground.

His eyes fell onto my breasts and then his hands moved down to my denim shorts, he undid the button and little zip, slipping my shorts off until it fell at my feet. I kicked off my sneakers and I stepped out of my shorts, pushing it to the side with my foot. His hands reached my lace panties.

"Lace," he breathed, "I love lace," He lifted his gaze to mine again. His hand moving down until it was inside my lace panties, cupping my p^ssy. I wanted more than this. "You are drenched for me," he said softly.

"Yes," I breathed, my hand gripping his arm. A moan escaped me as his finger found my cl^t. He flicked his finger over it and I felt as if I could orga^sm right in this moment. I clenched my legs together in order to prolong it, but then his finger entered me and my grip on his arm tightened.

"F^ck, you look so beautiful even when you are aroused."

"Please, just f^ck me," I begged.

"I love the way you beg me," he continued to thrust in and out of me, my one hand moving to his t-shirt, gripping it. I felt my org^sm building.

"Please," I continued to beg but he wouldn't stop. My org^sm ripped through me, "Ahhhh, sh^t!" my knees buckled and he caught me before I could drop to the ground. He held me against him as my chest heaved and I came down from the powerful org^asm that I had.

He removed his hand from my panties, "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah," I whispered in my euphoric state.

He helped me to stand up and then he cupped the back of my head, pressing a kiss against my lips, becoming passionate again. His hands moved behind my back as he unclipped my bra, and removed it. Discarding it on the ground with my cropped top and my denim shorts.

His hands moved to my panties and he removed it, letting it fall to the ground and I stepped out of it, as I broke our kiss. My bed hit the back of my knees and I sat down.

Tristan was watching me with this hunger that I haven't seen before as he removed his t-shirt and then he undid his jeans. Removing his sneakers and letting his jeans fall to the ground and he stepped out of it. He was left in his boxer briefs. His erection was visible and he was huge. He removed his boxer brief, his c^ck springing to life and my eyes widened at how huge he really was.

I moved further to the middle of my bed and he climbed onto the bed. His eyes moved to my breasts and as he moved on top of me, he leaned in and captured one n^pple into his mouth, his other hand fondling the other. I moaned, closing my eyes and my whole body tingled and wanted more. I felt a sharp sting on my n^pple as he bit. He paid attention to the other one too before he trailed kisses between my breasts all the way up to my neck, my jaw and finally lips. He was fully on top of me now and his c^ck teased my entrance as he balanced himself on his elbows which rested on either side of my head.

"Are you ready?" he asked softly.

"I have always been ready," I responded impatiently.

He reached between us and he guided his c^ck into my entrance with a bit of force. I yelped. "Are you fine?" he looked at me with concern.

"Yeah," I held my breath as he pushed further into me. I was a virgin and he didn't know that I was. I had lied to him, so obviously he thinks that he can just penetrate.

"F^ck, you're so tight," he breathed, his face contorted as he also struggled to push inside of me, "F^ck," he let out a breath. A tear slipped and he saw it. "Is it too much?" he asked.

I shook my head, no. Sucking in a breath, "Continue," I demanded.

"I am not even fully inside of you yet. So bare with me. I know I might be huge," he smirked.

I just nodded and then more tears streamed down my face as he penetrated further inside of me, all the way to the hilt. I moved my hands to his back and I dug my nails into his skin causing him to groan. He started thrusting into me and the pain seared through me. He was only going at a slow pace.

"I'm sorry that this is hurting you," he whispered, his elbows still resting on either side of my head and he leaned down to press a kiss on my forehead as he continued to thrust into me. I wished that it wasn't this painful, but I tried to focus on the pleasure over the pain.

He picked up the pace and I dug my nails into him again causing him to groan. He kept at that pace. "You're mine. No one else's but mine," he rasped.

Another org^sm started to build within my core and the heat caused us to sweat. I clung onto him as my body convulsed with my org^sm, I bit so hard on my bottom lip that I tasted the metallic of my own blood.

My p^ssy pulsated around him causing him to draw close to his release. "F^ck," he muttered under his breath as I saw white spots. He kissed me. Sucking onto my bottom lip where I bit myself and then he pulled back.

As I came down from my org^sm, he pulled out of me and released his fluids onto my stomach. His face contorted as he continued to come on me. Our chests heaved, and our panting were the only sounds in my bedroom. Tristan Crane had s^x with me, my crush on him and to even be with him came true. It felt so surreal.

"F^ck. You're bleeding," he said as he got up from the bed and he looked around for something but he took his t-shirt and he cleaned me up. I looked down and there was some blood on my sheet. I just continued to lay on my bed in my euphoric state. I felt exhausted and I just wanted to sleep. "How are you feeling?" he asked as he continued to clean me up.

"I feel good," I gave him a lazy smile. He discarded his t-shirt on the ground and then he moved up beside me. He took a throw that was draped over the end of my bed and he covered us with it. He wrapped me in his arms, and nuzzled his face into my neck, kissing me.

"Are you sore?" he asked.

"Yes," I was about to drift off to sleep. The lamp continued to shine in my room. It was battery operated so I left it on during the day too. It was the only light that was shining besides the hallway lights.

"I'm sorry if I was rough," he said.

"Don't worry about it," I responded.

"You are mine forever," he breathed against my ear, "No one touches your body besides me."

"There will only be you, Tristan. It has always been you since I had my crush on you which started a few years ago."

"Really?" he asked with surprise.

I chuckled slightly, "Yeah. I wanted you to notice me too but to my surprise, you eventually noticed me this year."

"I'm glad I did. I don't know what I would do without you. There is something about you that just makes me feel alive and happy again. No one else has that effect on me." he sighed, "I want us to be this way forever...well not be a secret for long but when you are in college next year then we can break the news to Cris and your father. I don't care if they don't take it well, I will still be with you no matter what. I have been lonely for the past three years and this is my only chance at happiness, so they need to understand. For the time being, we have to keep this a secret. I will book hotels in order for us to hang out. We can drive away from close places and just be us somewhere else with no one noticing us," he said.

"I like the sound of that. I may be hesitant about Cris and my dad finding out about us, especially next year but if we want to be together then I think we should approach this carefully. Maybe we can let them know at the same time." I suggested.

"That could work." he said. He nuzzled his face into my neck again and kissed me as I started to drift off to sleep. I am not sure if I was imagining this but I did not expect to hear what was said next, "I love you," he murmured.

I was too far in my drifting off that I couldn't even decipher if he really said that to me or if I was dreaming. But darkness started to consume me as my body felt exhausted from the s^x that we had. I hope that it was not a dream when I woke up in the morning. I still inhaled his scent as I was in complete darkness and I found comfort in that and the way that he held me...I felt safe.