My Best Friend's Dad

Sneaking In

Elona's POV

I was stunned by what Tristan had told me. I turned around and walked back inside my house. I was not sure what Maggie was doing here, but seeing Tristan with her again made me so mad that I felt betrayed. I walked up the stairs to my bedroom and I took my phone out of my denim shorts pocket. There was a text from Cris.

Cris: Please, have a sleepover by me tonight. I know that it's a school night, but I am bored, and I haven't seen you this weekend. Please say you will.

I smiled at her text and this would play in Tristan's favor.

Me: Yes, I will.

I packed a little bag. I was not going over there now. I will go tonight when it is a bit dark. I finished my homework until it was time to go to her. Cris was not at school today.

She opened the door. "I missed you!" she exclaimed and took me into her embrace.

"I missed you too," I said as she pulled away from me and stepped inside with my little gym bag and my backpack for school tomorrow.

"My dad is still working. Did you eat something?" she asked.

"What about me?" I looked in the kitchen and there Tristan stood, with a glass of orange juice in his hand. He looked at my bags and then to me.

"I told Elona that you were busy working. She is sleeping over tonight," she said, and he looked at me with a newfound hunger. I felt the heat of his stare all over my body. The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. He was happy about it. I smiled at him. "We will be in my bedroom. Night Dad," Cris said.

"Good night, Mr Crane," I said, he still smiled at me hungrily, and then I followed after Cris.

Once we were inside her bedroom, I got undressed in my tank top and shorts. I plopped down on the other bed in her bedroom. "How was your SNT weekend?" I asked.

My phone chimed and I looked at the screen.

Crane: You are sexy.

I smiled at the text, and then I focused on Cris who was talking about her time at SNT. I didn't even reply to Tristan. "I know that I will love it there. It is the best choice that I am making. I got to rest today, it was much needed." she said.

"I am happy that you are doing what makes you happy," I smiled. "I got into Dakota Agency."

"Yay!" she exclaimed, "That is amazing. We will do what we both love." she lies on her back, a lamp shining on the bedside table between us. I placed my phone on it. I got undressed and climbed into bed. "You will be a gorgeous lingerie model." she sighed, catching me off guard as I looked at her.

"Well, I have my boundaries and who knows, I might get into The Velvet Secret," I winked.

"They are amazing. I do not miss their fashion shows every New Year's Eve. You have to get into that. I saw how my dad even looks at you, he literally checks you out. I mean... he shouldn't be eyeing my female friends. It's just weird," she says as she checked her phone. Immediately, I blushed, but then I couldn't say anything because I don't know how she would truly feel about me already dating her father.

"I did apply to them too, but I'm not putting my heart on it," I said.

"I don't know if I will even have time for dating, but I want to date," she looked up at the ceiling.

I was lying on my side and looked at her. "I will be dating soon," I replied, I just hope that I don't lose this friendship that we have when Tristan and I tell her that we are dating.

"Yeah you will get many guys easily," she yawned, "Let's continue that conversation tomorrow. I am tired as f^ck," she said, "Good night," she said as she turned on her side and switched the lamp off.

"Good night," I replied. I just struggled to fall asleep because my mind was drifting to Tristan. Do I sneak out and go to his bedroom?

I decided against it and eventually I fell asleep.

****

I felt something dip beside me on the bed. I stirred, and blinked my eyes open. I got such a huge fright, "Tristan," I said, my heart beating fast. He was above me, it was dark.

"Shhh. Keep quiet," he whispered, his hands rested on either side of my head. I looked to the side to see Cris fast asleep, her back turned towards us.

I looked back at Tristan hovering above me. "We can't, not here," I whispered.

"Trust me," he replied.

He leaned down and pressed his lips against mine, kissing me passionately. His tongue entered my mouth as soon as I parted my lips, our tongues dancing together. He sucked my bottom lip before he moved down, trailing kisses along my jaw and neck. I gasped because it was both risky and thrilling that we might be caught this way, but I didn't care in this moment. I wanted him, my core was throbbing, and I was soaked for him. He pulled back. I could hardly see him in the dark.

"This will be quick," he whispered.

He moved his hand towards my shorts, and he slid them down with my panties. He threw it to one side on the bed. He was bare chested and in his boxer briefs.

His finger found my cl^t and I gasped, nearly moaning, and I bit my bottom lip, "You are soaked," he rasped, and then he removed his hand from me and freed his c*ck.

I felt the tip of his c*ck at my entrance, and he pushed in. I arched my back, closing my eyes, and gripped the sheets on either side of me as he pushed in all the way to the hilt. I was full...full of him.

"F^ck you feel so good, so tight." he groaned. I moved my hands to his back, and I dug my nails into his skin. He reached behind him for both of my hands, and he pinned them above my head against the headboard, he held them there with one hand.

He began to move, slow at first and then faster. "I want to come inside of you, but I need you to be on birth control," he whispered, and it took all the restraint in him not to just explode inside of me.

My org^sm was busy building up, "I'm on the pill," I blurted out.

"Thank f^ck," he said as he picked up the pace even more and the bed squeaked with every thrust.

I bit my bottom lip as I org^smed, my body convulsing, my eyes closed as I rode it out as silently as I could.

"I'm going to come," he groaned and just then, as I opened my eyes, my chest heaved in my euphoric state. Cris changed positions and she was now facing us. My heart beat faster as it was now too risky.

"F^ck," Tristan tried to keep quiet as he filled me up with his fluids. "F^ck," he repeated softly. He rested his forehead against mine as we panted, chests heaving. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yes," I whispered.

"Come to bed with me," he said, and I nodded.

Tristan got out of bed and pulled the boxer brief over his flaccid c^ck, but it was still huge. I quickly put my panties and shorts on. I stole one more glance in Cris' direction. She was still fast asleep, and then I followed Tristan out of her bedroom. That was so intense.