The Taste of Mr. Davenport (2 page)

As she subtly peered into the room, she saw Carter thrusting into a woman she couldn’t see. All she could see was the way his ass muscles clenched with each thrust and the powerful way his body moved. Slipping her hand under her bikini bottoms, Claire found the bundle of nerves that never failed to send her into oblivion and she began to circle and rub it as she watched the scene in front of her.

“Just think, I could spread her out and eat her pussy while you watched. You could look down and see her swollen lips wet and begging for it. You could watch while I make her come. Would you like that Carter? And then she could eat me while you fuck that tight, virgin pussy.”

Oh God, Claire thought and she dipped two fingers inside herself. She fucked herself with a vengeance watching the uninhibited way Carter fucked the woman now. It was almost like her words were making him lose control.

Visions of a threesome with Carter and this woman flashed in her mind. She bit her lip to hide the groan that threatened when the first of her orgasm came on. When Carter threw his head back and roared with his release, Claire’s hit her head on. She shook in the doorway with her hand between her legs. Once she was able to move, she quietly walked to the bathroom.

Once inside she slumped against the door. Her heart was beating wildly and there were still faint flutters between her legs. Her mind wandered back to the things she overheard the unknown woman saying. She wanted that. She wanted to feel what it would be like to have a woman between her legs. She wanted to know what a woman tasted like and what Carter’s cock would feel like inside her. And oh God, what he tasted like when he came down her throat.

This summer was about living and that was what Claire was going to do. Mind made up, she decided she wouldn’t stop until she experienced all of those things.

Chapter Two

Walking out onto the veranda, Claire debated about telling Elise that her father was home. She didn’t want anyone to know what she saw.

Deciding to keep her mouth shut so that no one put two and two together, she settled into the lounge chair on her stomach. Claire undid the top of her bikini to avoid tan lines on her back. The heat of the sun’s rays felt rejuvenating and made her skin tingle. Or maybe that was the replay in her head of Carter fucking that woman.

Claire turned her head to the side and watched Elise texting on her phone. “Who are you talking to?” She asked with a piqued curiosity.

“Bobby Williams. He was the quarterback in high school. He had such a tight ass in those pants that football players wear. Anyway, he is home for the summer too. He wants us to go out tonight. His brother is a bouncer at the Metro and can get us in. What do you think?”

Claire bit her lips and pondered her choice. If she went out tonight, she wouldn’t get to spend time with Carter. And that was what she truly wanted. But she also wouldn’t mind having a few drinks and dancing the night away. She really did want to have fun this summer.

“Okay. Let’s check it out. If it’s lame we can always find something else to do.”
Or we can come home, and I can seduce your father
, she silently thought.

“Daddy!” Elise squealed and jumped off her chair. “You’re home! I missed you so much!”

Claire watched as Carter lifted Elise up in a tight hug and spun her around while murmuring in her hair. He wore nothing but swim shorts. His muscles were on display and his hair appeared damp from the shower. When he set Elise back on the ground, his gaze came to her. If she wasn’t mistaken his eyes were heated. It was enough to burn her with its intensity.

Lifting up off the chair, she hesitated before grabbing the strings of her bikini top and tying it back in place. When her erect nipples were no longer hidden by the chair, Carter’s eyes darkened and lust overtook all his features. It was a heady feeling that came over her. She felt hot and flushed knowing he enjoyed seeing her bared breasts. Before anyone noticed her show, she tied her top back on and got up to greet her host. Deciding to be bold, she walked right up to him with a small smile on her face.

“Hello, Mr. Davenport. It’s a pleasure to see you again.” She wrapped her slender arms around Carter’s shoulders and pulled his body flush against hers in a hug. God that felt good. It wasn’t the first time they had hugged, but it was the first time they did so when they were both barely clothed and she had just flashed him. “Thank you for having me. I’m looking forward to playing here this summer,” she whispered in his ear and felt him shudder before she pulled away.

“Daddy, you have to tell me all about Africa over dinner. I was thinking we could go to the seafood restaurant in town tonight. I’m dying for some lobster. And then Claire and I are going to go and hang with some friends,” Elise babbled, oblivious to the sexual tension emanating from Claire and her father.

While father and daughter made plans for dinner, Claire glanced beyond Carter into the house looking for the woman she saw him with earlier, but the house appeared empty. She felt a little disappointed by that thought. A part of her still wanted to try a threesome with them.

“Come on, Claire. Let’s go get showered and changed for dinner.” Elise grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the house. As she walked through the open doorway, Claire glanced back at Carter and caught him staring at her ass. When his eyes lifted and met hers, she winked.

* * *

The bass pounded as Elise and Claire danced together provocatively at the club. Bobby and his friends, Matt and Brian, were standing nearby against a wall watching. Whenever the girls would run their hands over each other, they practically salivated. Claire wanted to laugh at how obvious they were being, but she kept up her actions because Elise really wanted Bobby to fuck her tonight. Elise thought this was a sure way to seal the deal. Claire personally didn’t think she needed to, but what did she know?

“Doesn’t Bobby look so tasty in those tight jeans?” Elise asked before bending her knees sliding her body down Claire’s. “And I think Brian really wants to fuck you.”

“I’m really not all that interested,” Claire replied and then dipped her hips low, sticking her ass out teasingly.

“Not interested? Are you nuts? He’s like captain of the baseball team at Georgia Tech. You can’t go wrong there. I bet he knows what he’s doing.”

Claire resisted rolling her eyes. Elise also thought that last two guys she hooked Claire up with knew what they were doing. She had yet to experience the big ‘O’ unless it was her own hand or vibrator delivering it. She wanted a man with experience. An older man. A man like Carter.

“If you aren’t going to fuck Brian, do you mind if I leave with Bobby in a little bit? I’m sure his friends will give you a ride home.” Claire couldn’t believe Elise was leaving her hanging on their first night out. They had a pact to never leave the other one alone when they were out drinking. She must really like this boy if she was going to break the pact.

“Actually, I think I’m just going to catch a cab back to your Dad’s. I’m kind of tired from all the sun today and those drinks went right to my head.” It was partially true. Claire was feeling tipsy, but she wasn’t tired. No, she was full of energy. Energy she was hoping to have Carter work out of her if she played her cards right.

“You sure?” Elise asked, but you could hear the hopefulness in her voice.

“I’m sure,” Claire reassured her.

Elise smiled wide and gave her a tight hug. “Thank you! I’m going to stay over at his house tonight so don’t wait up.”

Claire nodded and continued dancing. After a few more songs, she ducked into a cab and headed back to the beach house. Anticipation filled her, making her nipples tingle and her panties damp. She couldn’t wait to have the night alone with him.

* * *

Laying on his bed with the only light coming from the television, Carter’s ears perked up when he heard the front door close. Confused when he didn’t hear any sounds of young girls having probably drank too much, he padded out of his room and down the hall. He stopped abruptly when he saw Claire alone in the entryway, untying her shoes that wrapped around her ankles. She stumbled a bit, so he raced over to her and propped her up against the wall.

“Sorry. I borrowed these from Elise and have no idea how to get them off.” She blew a stray piece of hair out of her eyes and gave him a shy smile.

He bent down and wrapped his fingers around her dainty ankle. He tried really hard not to notice how smooth and soft her skin was. Or the smell of strawberries that lingered around her. And he definitely tried to keep his eyes from venturing up her short little dress. It was of no use though. He noticed everything.

His fingers slowly undid the straps, lingering over her skin. With both feet free of her shoes, he had no choice but to glance up at her. When he did, he saw her eyes were hooded and her chest was rising and falling rapidly.

He set her foot on the floor and stood, acutely aware that all he had on was a pair of boxers that were starting to tent. “Claire, I—”

Carter didn’t get to finish his thought because Claire leaned forward and pressed her mouth to his. Her tongue tentatively traced his bottom lip, and he lost it. Completely. Lost. It.

Groaning, he pushed her roughly against the wall and claimed her mouth with his tongue. He swept in and delved deep, tasting her sweetness. And God help him, he liked it. He wanted more of it. He had to have it all.

Carter ran his hand up her taut stomach and cupped one perfect breast. His thumb swept over the nipple, making Claire moan in his mouth. The sound spurred him further. Snaking under the loose top of her dress, his hand went into the cup of her bra and pinched her nipple. This time Claire broke from his mouth and panted, “Do that again.”

When he did, he was awarded with her pressing her hips into his erection. Fuck that felt good. Too good. He needed to get away from her. From the temptation she posed. None of this was right. He couldn’t give in to the sinful thoughts that were taking over his brain.

Shutting down his impulses, Carter stepped back from her and watched her body slouch down the wall. “I shouldn’t have allowed that. I’m truly very sorry if I’ve given you the wrong impression, Claire.”

“But I wanted that,” she pouted with a wounded look on her face.

“I know. I’m sorry. That can’t happen again. I’m old enough to be your father and Elise is your friend.”

She took a step towards him. “Trust me. I do
not
think of you as a father. I want you to fuck me, Carter.” She swallowed hard and remembered the mystery woman’s earlier words. “I want you to eat me and fuck my tight, little pussy.”

Carter visibly shuddered at her words. Those sexy as fuck words coming from her sweet little mouth. God, he had such an urge to fuck that mouth. To come all over her. He shook his head and took another step towards the hall. “No. I won’t. I’m sorry.”

* * *

Claire stomped into the guest bedroom after watching Carter’s retreating form. How could this have gone so terribly wrong? She was all worked up thanks to their make out session and he just walked away from her. She thought for sure she had him right where she wanted him. But no, he decided to have strong willpower.

Stripping out of her clothes, she climbed under the covers naked and turned off the light. Running her hands over her heated flesh stoked the embers still burning from touching Carter. She pinched her nipples the way Carter did, loving how it sent wetness rushing between her legs. While one hand continued to toy with her breast, the other one slowly slid down her body, leaving goose bumps in its wake. When her fingers ran up her slit, she couldn’t believe just how wet she was. Working herself over with her fingers, she enjoyed the sensations building inside, but it wasn’t enough. Needing more, she reached into the nightstand and grabbed the vibrator she had put there the day before, after she used it while thinking of Carter.

Turning it on full speed, she gasped and moaned when it touched her swollen clit. Pressing her head deeper into the pillow, her legs fell apart further. The cool metal of the vibrator was a stark contrast to the heat radiating from her skin.

“Oh yes,” she groaned out. “Fuck me, Carter. Harder. Yes.”

Dipping the pulsing tip into her pussy, her words became louder. Her legs started to tremble, and her breathing was labored as pleasure coursed through her body. “Take me, Mr. Davenport. Fuck me like the bad little girl I am.”

* * *

Carter punched the pillow and muttered another curse. The buzzing started a few minutes ago and now she was telling him to fuck her. What the fuck had he done to deserve this torture?

Unbeknownst to his brain, his hand reached down and curled around his rock hard cock and started pumping. Yeah. That felt good and gave him some much needed relief. He imagined it was Claire’s hand on him, stroking him and spreading his pre-come over the tip.

Just like that, baby girl.
He closed his eyes and fucked himself to the tune of her own masturbation.

“Fuck me like the bad little girl I am.” Her words were muted by the distance across the hall, but he heard them just the same. His hand stilled on his cock, and he groaned loudly. How the hell could he say no to that? He could just picture her tight cunt sucking him in deep while he fucked her from behind.

“Oh God, I’m going to come,” she cried out, and he vaulted out of bed and found himself rushing across the hall. The door to the guest bedroom slammed against the wall with the force behind his movements.

“What—” Claire started. Her eyes were wide, and she gripped the sheet against her chest. The buzzing of the since forgotten vibrator filled the dead air between them.

“You want me to fuck you?” Carter asked, stalking towards the bed like a predator. If Claire wanted this, she was going to take him the way he liked. Hard and rough with some dirty thrown in for fun.

Claire licked her lips and nodded her head. Her grip loosened on the sheets and Carter whipped them away from her body. The second he got a look at her completely naked with her legs spread wide, his restraint snapped. He pushed his boxers down his legs, kicking them away. He leaned over, picked up the vibrator and thrust it inside her dripping wet pussy. She cried out and flung her head back. Carter settled in between her legs and began licking and sucking her clit rhythmically along with the thrusts of the vibrator.