Trapped by My Crush's Dad

Chapter 26: His Son’s Bedroom

Mila's pov

I'd been in this room before and flirted with Everett under the guise of doing homework. Thinking about the fact that Everett had planned to fuck me here tonight made me feel both excited and ashamed.

Mr. Williams kept his eyes on me. Somehow, he knew what I was thinking about.

"I know you've been here with Everett before but promise me that you'll never be alone with him again."

"I do promise, but why?"

"You're too tempting. If I was Everett's age, I'd indiscriminately try to fuck you."

I laughed feeling flattered then he moved to me and pushed me down on the bed. I was already dripping from sucking him downstairs and our earlier play session. It didn't take long for me to soak my jeans again, especially being where we were.

From the bed I could see the clouds gathering outside. The sky was almost black then a flash of lightning lit up followed by cracking thunder. The sky opened and soon rain began to tap the windows.

We dry fucked and I almost came from that. I knew if he entered me, I would be writhing. His hands moved to my blouse as he unbuttoned it then lifted my bra over my head, my firm tits popping out. Eagerly, I rose up hoping he’d come closer.

His hands were so big they eclipsed my breasts as he eagerly squeezed them. Then his hungry mouth suckled onto my nipples. I watched as he flicked his tongue over my flesh sending electric sensations to my pelvis. My pussy was soaked, and my core was surging as I implored for him to fuck me.

Mr. Williams unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. I helped by wriggling out of them. When he pulled my panties down, he kept them dangling from one ankle then he kicked his shoes off.

When he was closer, he began to play with my clit. I moaned, seeing him through my half-shut eyes. I felt tortured as my pussy twitched for him. Waves of orgasm were building up already.

"You're still slick from earlier, aren't you?" he asked me. I nodded whimpering against his hand. “Then that will make it easier for my thick cock to enter your tight pussy.”

My core surged as I wordlessly begged for him with my eyes. I was already shuddering, on the verge. I could feel my palms sweating against Everett’s comforter.

Once he was out of his clothes he moved over me. He pressed the tip of his cock against my sopping hole, lubricating himself then using it to rub on my clit. I whimpered loudly as he teased me.

“Fuck me, Mr. Williams. Don’t make me wait,” I pleaded.

I pulled him to me as he placed his warm cock tip just inside but only for a few seconds before filling me completely. It sent racking shivers down my thighs. As my pussy accepted, I locked my legs around him, pressing my heels to his ass hoping he didn't go before I was satisfied.

He kissed me deeply as I reached up and gripped the back of his warm, sweating neck drawing him in. Still holding him with my thighs and heels, he plunged his cock deeper again, so I felt him all the way to g-spot. Reaching up to the headboard, I held on as he continued fucking me.

I had been dying for this all day. Waves of climax built up as he touched my tummy. Running his masculine fingers over my supple skin made me suddenly come. Hearing my desperate breaths only made him crazier, and he rammed his cock into me faster. As he inhaled against me, the sound of his breathing made me come again.

"Mila, you little slut. You can't help yourself but come for me, can you?"

“No, I can’t, Mr. Williams!” I exclaimed, my throat hitching. My legs dropped down; my pussy was contracting as my orgasms ran into one another.

He bit my nipples and flipped me over, plunging his cock in me from behind. When he gripped my hair, it forced my head back. I glanced up at him, running my teeth over my wet lower lip.

"Do you like having my cock in you?" he asked, holding my throat tightly. I loved the way his thick fingers felt on my slick, sweaty neck.

"Fuck yes," I squeaked, barely able to speak.

He held onto my hips and fucked me more wildly, winding his other hand into my hair. His breath was labored as he drew closer. Feeling his swollen cock along my pussy lips made me crazy as he pumped in and out.

Just as he was about to come, he pulled his cock out. I heard him jerking off using my natural lube and then he came all over my pussy. The feeling of his powerful shots against me almost made me come again.

I felt him wiping me off and after he was finished, he turned me around. He spread the shirt out for me to see our combined fluids all over it.

"This is Everett's," he said, then laughed under his breath. I giggled.

"He probably won't notice with all the jerking off he does," I said, rolling my eyes flopping on my stomach. Mr. Williams balled it up and tossed it into the hamper.

As I glanced outside the rain was pelting the windows now, covering them, blurring the horizon.

"I don't want to have to walk home in this," I complained. "The bus won't come for another hour, either."

"You don't need to leave. Stay here," he said. I turned to him with excited butterflies.

"What about my parents?"

"I'll explain to them. Don’t worry."

Lying down, my eyelids felt heavy. Listening to the rhythmic sound of the rain made me fall asleep within seconds.

***

The next day, I was awoken to incessant knocking on the bedroom door. They grew more forceful as each second ticked by.

"Let me in!" I heard a familiar voice say. Feeling alarmed, I sat straight up in bed. That was Everett. My heart began to hammer against my chest. Rolling on my side I could see that Mr. Williams was lying beside me, recently woken as well.

I watched fearfully as he calmly rose, making his way to the door. Scrambling to get dressed, I pressed myself against the wall, hoping to hide.

"What's going on, Everett?" he asked his son through the door.

"Why did the housekeeper clean my room without permission?"

After I gained my bearings, I realized I wasn't in Everett's room anymore. This was Mr. Williams' master bedroom. What was going on?