Virginia Beach was about a three hour drive from Vanna's house. The ride there seemed to take and eternity, but finally she pulled up in front of a tan clapboard house with a fancy stone walkway. The lawn was very well cared for and the landscaping and flower beds were absolutely stunning. Who's ever house this belonged to, they took some seriously great pride in it.
"I'm here." Vanna typed out on her phone. But before she could hit send, she could see the familiar face of Nash rushing out of the house fit for a king. She swung the car door open and launched herself out, straight into Nash's arms. Nash picked her up and hugged her tightly, spinning her around in a circle as he did so.
Tears of joy creeped down Vanna's face and laughter fell sweetly from her mouth like summer rain. Vanna stared deeply into Nash's eyes before their lips came crashing down on one another's. The kiss sent fireworks soaring into the air and butterflies to tickle her stomach. When they finally pulled away, Vanna stood on her tiptoes and gently pecked Nash's lips.
"I love you." He whispered into her ear, petting her hair softly with his fingertips. Finally, he led her into the house, where she was surprised to find no one else there.
"My parents left this house to me, along with a small fortune right before they died."
It was as if he was reading her exact thoughts.
"Oh." She replies, rubbing her thumb in small circles on his back for comfort. "I'm sorry to hear that."
"Its okay. It just gets so lonely being in this big old house all by myself sometimes." He whispers in her ear, putting lots of emphasis on lonely. She shivered as she felt his hot breath fan across her neck.
"Nash..." She moaned into his ear. She felt herself blush deeply before untangling herself from his grasp. He smirked down at her.
"Yes?" He questions at the mention of his name.
"You're moving too fast. I only just got here you know!" Vanna huffed, straightening herself out.
"Oh. Right." He replies, scratching the back of his neck. "Want to watch a movie?"
"Sure." She says, getting up from the couch and following him to his bedroom. Vanna flopped down on his bed and cuddled in the corner by the wall. He puts the Disney movie Sleeping Beauty in, before sitting creepily close to Vanna. He gives her bra strap a tug and snaps it, giving her a look of lust.
"You're beautiful..." He whispers into her ear before placing his tender lips on her shoulder. He felt her body twitch at his touch as he laid kisses down her arm. His last kiss ended with her fingertips. She blushed deeply and he smirked at her once more.
"Naaaash!" She whines, nuzzling deep into his chest and resting her hand on his shoulder. He took this moment to sneak in a nonchalant boob grab. Oh how he wanted to see them in real life instead of just in nude form.
"I'll be right back..." He cuts out, practically sprinting to the bathroom. He needed a release, and he needed it now.
When he got to the bathroom he quickly locked the door and took his pants down; his length sticking straight out and bobbing slightly. His dick was pulsating and he swore it was the hardest he'd ever been. Nash began to slowly stroke his member, pretending that Vanna was wrapping her lips around his manhood.
"Oh yeah...suck it. Be daddy's little whore." He moans, letting his imagination start to take over. "Take all of daddy's dick you slut."
"Yes daddy!" Vanna moans, cramming the length of his member down her throat and pumping it in and out. Nash felt himself start to cum, and he pulled his cock out of her mouth and unleashed his seed all over her angelic features. Her tongue darted out of her mouth and she seductively licked the cum off of her lips.
Nash jumped as his member began to spit and he realized it was all a hallucination. He was in the bathroom by himself. Vanna was in his bed waiting for him. He quickly washed his hands and scurried out of the bathroom.
"What took so long?" She asked as he laid down next to her. He wrapped his arms around her and let her use his chest as a pillow.
"Oh nothing." Nash said, stroking her hair, feeling slightly relieved. It was only a matter of time before he got another boner.
He inhaled her scent and felt a tingling sensation all over his body. There was something about her that drove him to insanity.
Looking at her body, which was pressed up to his, he couldn't refrain from thinking about tying her up and having his way with her; and making her call him daddy. Tying her up and making her beg "daddy" to make her dirty cunt drip.
Her body poisoned his thoughts, making him want to hold her down and cram his member into her tight wet hole for eight hours straight. He wanted her to scream daddy's name, and tell him how much she needs him.
When he heard the ending song to Sleeping Beauty fill the room, his thoughts snapped back to reality. He saw that Vanna was sleeping soundly in his arms and he was very careful that he did not wake her. He moved a piece of hair out of her face and watched her chest slowly rise up and down as she slept.
She's so beautiful...
After intently watching his girlfriend sleep for over an hour, Nash finally sneaks out of bed and hurries down stairs. Making his way into the garage, he quickly grabs a big white vehicle cover and throws it over his green pickup truck.
The same green pickup truck that had ran Vanna off the road earlier that day.
Nash smirked as he turned on his heels and flicked the light off and shut the door behind him. To take even more desperate measures, he even went as far as to lock the door that went to the garage.
She couldn't find out about the truck under any circumstances.
