Page 17 of Mercy
He cocks his head at me in surprise, he swallows hard, “Yes, baby girl, come for me.”
I reach my hand between my legs and circle my clit with my finger as he continues finger fucking me so hard, that I can barely see. He bites my bottom lip, and that’s all it takes. I’m coming so hard, my back arches as I throw my head back, screaming for him. Taking his fingers out, he sucks them clean while staring into my eyes. Fuck, everything he does, everything he says sets my body on fire.
“Fuck. Why does my son’s friend have to be so sexy?” he says.
“This has nothing to do with Nash. Leave him out of it.”
“Are you a submissive?”
I shake my head, “No.”
“Then how did you know to ask permission to come?”
I giggle, “I read.”
“He can’t know about this, Mercy.”
“I know,” I said.
“Good girl.”
I bite my lip, “Thank you, Daddy.”
He drags his hand down his face, “Fuck, what did I just do? This is wrong in every way.”
Reaching down underneath me, I stroke his cock through his pants.
“I think part of you disagrees.”
“Get back to your seat before I spank your ass again.”
“Promises, promises.” I say as I shuffle back into my seat.
Reaching over, he strokes my thigh as he starts driving, “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
I blush, “Thank you, sir.”
“And perfect,” he said.
I smile at him; he’s so sexy, everything about him, arouses me.
“But we won’t do that again, I can’t.”
My smile falls. I’ve never wanted to strangle someone more than I do right now.
We get to the house, and I see my friends and tell them all about my day. I tell them about Ivy but, of course, I leave out the parts about Liam.
Sitting in the living room, drinking, and talking, Nash pulls me into his arms, “I’m so proud of you, Mercy.”
I smile, “Thank you.”
He’s been hugging me a lot, and it’s kind of weird. He never did before, Jessica gives me a look each time he does. I mean, he’s my best friend, so it’s not a big deal; it’s just weird. We spend the evening planning out the party. They’re all disappointed when I tell them I’ll be going to the hospital every day. But Ivy has no one right now, and that’s more important.No child should spend their days in a hospital bed going through chemo, alone.
We all finish watching TV and head to bed. I wish I were closer to Liam’s room. He may be Nash’s dad but damn, he’s sexy. His hair is dark with silver specks, I want to run my hands through it as he buries himself inside me. When he called me a good girl, I melted. I know he wants me too. I saw his eyes move up and down my body with desire. When he had his fingers inside me, his expression told me a story his words won’t dare express. He wants me. I want him. I will have him. If Nash finds out, he’ll get over it. We’ve been friends for a long time. Besides, it’s not like I’m going to marry him and become Nash’s stepmom. I just want to fuck him, mostly.
I come up with a plan, hopefully, Liam reacts the way I want him to. As I rise out of bed, I can’t stifle the grin on my face. I put on a bathrobe in case I get caught. I find my way to Liam’s room, quiet as a mouse. I open the door to his room and close it quietly, and let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding in. He’s sound asleep, the blankets hanging below his hips. Taking a moment, I stare at his chest, my mouth watering. He’s gorgeous with a strong muscular chest, my eyes travel down to that perfect ‘V’, then to his hard cock. The sheet over him does nothing to hide it, he’s huge. Dropping the robe to the floor, I slide into the bed; I climb on top of him. He’s really out, he moans but doesn’t wake up. I press my lips to his and slip my tongue into his mouth as I run my hands through his hair. In one swift movement, he’s on top of me, straddling me, holding my wrists above my head. His dark green eyes are filled with a darkness I can’t decipher. Anger? Lust? I’m not sure.
Seven
