Daddies Brat

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Riley groaned as the police began shouting orders in the other room. “This always happens. And the semester hasn’t even started yet. Come on, let’s go outside.”

Abandoning our beers, Riley took me by the hand and led me through the chaotic party. People were pushing and shoving now, scrambling to get away while the police made their way into the house. Riley guided me through the back door, out into the backyard where the cornhole boards and beer pong tables sat abandoned. The air was cool and refreshing after being in the crowded, stuffy house.

The gate in the fence was open, and the last few stragglers were running away. But then a siren wail cut through the night, and red and blue lights flashed as a police cruiser pulled up to the gate.

“Over here,” Riley hissed, pulling me towards the back corner of the yard. There was a narrow gap between the shed and the fence, and that’s where we slipped into. Suddenly, we were veiled in darkness, and the shouting police officers sounded very far away.

Both of us were silent as we listened to the tumultuous sounds outside of our hiding spot. The space was cramped, so I was practically pressed up against his broad chest. Our breath mingled together as we panted.

“We can wait it out here,” he whispered.

“You got us out of there fast,” I whispered.

“Not the first time I’ve been busted at a party.” He chuckled softly. “Although we’re both twenty-one, so I guess we didn’t need to run.”

I gazed up into his eyes, which shone in the faint moonlight that illuminated our hiding place. How could anyone have such blue eyes? They had to be fake. Only contacts lenses could shine like that.

“Lauren,” he whispered. It pained me to hear him say the name from my fake ID, but the look he was giving me made me forget all about it.

“Yeah?” I breathed.

He cupped my chin, tilted my face upward, and then kissed me. It was slow and soft, the kind of kiss that came at the end of a wonderful date between two people that had a connection. The two of us had that connection, the undeniable chemistry that manifested quickly after meeting each other and didn’t fade.

I leaned into the kiss, and Riley’s strong arms wrapped around me protectively. Our bodies fit together perfectly, like I was made to be in his arms. He deepened the kiss while pushing me up against the wall of the shed, tongue sliding into my mouth in a way that caused a groan to rumble deep in my throat. My body came alive as he kissed me against the wall, hands beginning to explore up and down my back, sliding lower to the edge of my ass.

I can’t believe I’m kissing a guy I just met.

My body was on fire now, and I needed more of his touch. I raised my knee up and ran it against his hip, and he dropped a hand down to hold it in the air. Then he was grinding into my skirt, just the way I was hoping for. His hot, hard bulge was impossible to ignore.

“I thought,” I said, gasping, “you had a micro-penis.”

He brushed aside a lock of his hair and replied, “It’s possible that I stretched the truth.”

“Stretched? That was a bold-faced lie.”

“A lie for comic effect,” he said, nuzzling down to my neck in a way that sent lightning bolts of pleasure up my spine.

“You also said you don’t hook up with random girls at parties.”

He pulled away, cupping my cheek so he could stare deeply into my eyes. “Erin was a random girl. You…” He grinned. “This is going to sound crazy, but I feel like I’ve known you much longer than one night.”

Me too, I tried to reply, but he was kissing me again. His lips were hungry now, more forceful in just the right way as he ground his cock into my pussy, separated by several layers of evil fabric. I craned my head back against the wall and moaned, and Riley planted his palm over it.

“They’ll hear us,” he whispered, cheeks scratching against my neck as he bent down to kiss my collarbone.

I felt all my inhibitions disappearing like they were never there. Intrusive thoughts bombarded me, sexual images which I couldn’t ignore: Riley’s face between my legs, devouring me. His lithe body on top of mine, pumping between my legs while sweat ran down his temple. His chiseled arms wrapping around me, squeezing my ass and holding me against him as he buried himself as deep as he could go, gasping with release, a song much sweeter than the one he had sang to me by the keg… “Yes,” I breathed.

“Yeah?”

“I want you,” I said.

“You’re all I’ve wanted since I saw you in line,” he replied, fingers sliding up my skirt, then diving underneath the elastic of the panties. I gasped as his fingertips pressed into my clit.

“You like that?” he whispered while rubbing faster.

I bit my lip and nodded, not trusting my voice. If I opened my mouth, I would scream with pleasure. It was building so fast, the ecstasy of his fingertips and lips and body pressed against mine. I reached for the front of his pants, eager to touch him the way he was touching me, but he snatched my wrist away and then pinned my arm against the shed.

“I want you to come first,” he said directly into my ear, nibbling on the lobe. “I want to feel you tremble and moan.”

Yes, I thought frantically, yes, please yes. It was impossible to be nearing an earthquake of an orgasm so quickly, but I could feel the heat of it rising like an atomic blast. A few more seconds of his perfect rubbing and the shockwave would hit me, annihilating me where I stood.

“Yeah?” he breathed, pulling back to gaze hungrily at me.

“Oh yes!” I managed to grit out.

His fingers moved faster. “Are you going to come for me?”

“Yes,” I gasped as I neared the edge. “Yes, Riley, oh please don’t stop-”

“Let’s see some IDs!” a cop shouted somewhere on the other side of the shed. “Stop running, you’re not in that much trouble. Come on, let’s see them. The sooner we record who was here, the sooner you can all leave.” The atomic blast receded. I let out a frustrated groan.

“Shit.” Riley’s magic fingertips left my body. “I guess the jig is up. Let’s go show them our IDs.”

“I’m only twenty,” I said, panic flooding into the vacuum left by the erotic energy. “My ID is fake.”

“Oh.” Riley’s eyes widened. “Oh, fuck.”

“I need to find Erin. I can’t believe I just left her…”

His demeanor changed from worried to assertive. “Does she have a fake, too?”

“No, she’s twenty-one.”

“Then forget her. She’s not in danger. But you are.” He looked around us, then up. “If I give you a lift, you should be able to get over this fence.” “What about you?” I asked.

“Forget about me. Do you want a lift or not?” He cupped his hands in front of him.

“You just want to see up my skirt!” I said, half teasing and half serious.

“That’s a fringe benefit to saving your ass.”

“The ass you want a glimpse of.”

He gave me a playful look. “Do you want to flirt with me, or get out of here?”

I want to flirt more. I want you to rub me like a firestarter, until my body is consumed with flames of passion. I want to take you home and make those intrusive thoughts a reality, even though I just met you.

All of that flashed in my mind in the blink of an eye. Then the cops were shouting at someone who sounded like he was resisting, banishing the thought.

I placed my hot girl heel in his cupped hands. Before I could step up, he leaned in and gave me another kiss, passionate and hurried.

“Meet me three blocks west of here?” I asked. “By the convenience store?”

Riley gave me a mischievous grin. “Nothing could keep me away.”

Then I was being raised up into the air, until my head was above the fence line. I reached over it and began scrambling up.

“Nice ass,” Riley whispered beneath me.

Stifling a laugh, I threw my leg over the fence, somehow avoiding tearing my skirt in the process. Then I was on the other side, hanging by my hands. I dropped silently to the ground, my hot girl heels sinking into the soft ground without breaking.

“What are you doing back there?” I heard the cop ask on the other side of the fence.

“Taking a leak,” Riley replied. “Here’s my ID…”

Not waiting to hear how it turned out, I kicked off my heels and began running. I had to cut through the property behind the house party, but then I was on a side street filled with other college kids from the party, laughing and fleeing. I didn’t slow down until I was several blocks away.

Only then did I double back, cutting over a street to get to the aforementioned convenience store. Everything was calm and quiet, now. I let out a laugh of victory and relief. Getting busted at a college party was a rite of passage, but this was the first time I had gotten away from one. It was exhilarating. I touched my lips, and imagined I could still feel Riley’s mouth pressed against them.

I can’t wait to see where the rest of the night takes us.