Darkest Desires [Joel Miller]

15

The quiet hum of the evening settled over the Miller household. Sarah had gone out on a date, leaving me and Joel all alone in the house. The air seemed tense when I finished washing the dishes after dinner and sat next to Joel on the couch.

Joel moved an inch away from me the moment I sat on the couch. I pretended not to notice his small movement as I picked up the book, trying to get lost in the pages of a romance book. 

The silence was palpable, broken only by the TV playing quietly in the background. I hid my face behind the book, trying to concentrate on the words but instead, I stole glances at Joel. He sighed quietly and ran his finger through his hair which had gone a little bit gray over the years. Joel looked up from the TV, his gaze meeting mine. There was something unreadable in his eyes, a mix of uncertainty and desire.

 "Joel,"I finally spoke, breaking the silence between us.

"Yeah?"he replied, looking at me.

I closed my book, setting it aside. "Everything okay? You seem... tense."

Joel hesitated, sighing heavily. "Daisy, I can't keep pretending that nothing happened. I can't keep pretending that I don't feel something towards you. No matter how hard I try."

My breathing quickened and I was taken back for a moment. I sat closer to him, gently placing my hand on his chest. Joel placed his hand on my cheek, gently stroking it. It was a simple touch but my body reacted to it immediately, sending shivers down my spine.

"Joel..."

I couldn't say anything more because he pulled me in and our lips collided in a heated kiss. There was a voice in my head - rational voice - which was telling me to pull away before it could go any further. I didn't care. I didn't care that Joel was much older than me, that he was my dad's best friend and Sarah's dad. I didn't care about any of these things. The only thing I cared about was his lips against mine. His lips, that fit so perfectly with mine. I couldn't get enough, I wanted more.

I sat on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck. Everything about this moment felt so right. Nothing else mattered to me. I didn't care about the consequences.

"God, I shouldn't be doing this..."Joel whispered, breaking the kiss for a moment. "But it's so damn hard to resist you." 

He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, stroking my thigh with his other hand. I could see he wanted to give in and go on where we left off.

"Please, Joel..."I said, brushing my lips gently against his. "We both want this."

 For a second I thought he was going to push me away but instead, he kissed me again. Joel's hands let go off my thighs and slide between my legs and I felt goosebumps all over my body. I was wearing a lightweight dress which was giving him easy access everywhere. His hand slid up even further, stopping around the edges of my underwear. 

"Can I...?"Joel asked, his eyes looking for my confirmation.

I nodded, my heart beating in my chest. He slowly pulled my underwear aside, gently stroking my wet clit. I let out a soft moan, needing more than his gentle stroking. My breathing got heavier with each of his touch. Joel pulled away my hair, placing kisses on my neck.

"Joel, please, I need more..."I begged him, my gaze meeting his.

Joel smirked and he pushed his fingers inside me. My heart was beating even faster than before and all I could concentrate on was his fingers inside me. I buried my face into his neck, trying to hold back my moans.

"You don't have to hold back with me, Daisy,"he whispered into my ear.

His fingers inside me were getting faster and I couldn't hold myself back anymore. When I screamed Joel's name, he seemed pleased. Happy. I've always seen him as grumpy but in this moment, he seemed different. He seemed to be enjoying the moment.

Maybe things would've gone even further hadn't there been a car pulling up in the Miller's driveaway. Seconds later, we heard voices. Sarah and her date. Shit. 

"Oh, fuck..."I mumbled. It was eleven o'clock and we didn't expect Sarah to be home so early. 

None of us didn't want to pull away from each other but if we got caught, everything would be fucked up. Joel gave me a quick kiss on the lips and I went to the bathroom, to fix myself up. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I could see my cheeks were flushed, my hair was a mess and my breathing was shallow. But I didn't regret anything. 

When I fixed myself up and went out of the bathroom, Joel was sitting in front of the TV like nothing happened, welcoming Sarah back home.