infatuated

five

       As the next few weeks went on, Tyler shoved away his thoughts about Paige. Or at least tried to. They were becoming more intense as the days went on, Tyler finding it hard to keep it of his head. They were dirty, much more dirty than before. After a while, Archie had come to Tyler to let him know he was gonna be flying out to some of the new locations, Shannon going with him as well. Tyler thought nothing of it, until he asked Tyler to check on Paige here and there. Tyler politely agreed, knowing deep down it was a bad idea. The day he left, he simply asked Tyler to make sure she was being responsible and not go to any parties she was surely going to go to. Tyler of course agreed, Archie giving him her number to keep tabs on her, despite Paige already having his.

        Later that night, after he got home, he texts Paige asking if she needed anything. Paige doesn't respond, causing Tyler to be concerned and starts calling her with still no response. As it grew later in the evening, Tyler finally gets a text with Paige asking him to pick her up followed up with an address. He quickly leaves his house, showing up to a large house with plenty of cars and loud music. He calls Paige a few times, not getting a response. After a few more attempts, he finally decides to go into the house. He walks in, looking around the crowded house, seeing a bunch of different people abusing all sorts of substances. He shakes his head, pushing past a group of people before seeing Paige standing with another guy, her body leaned up against his.

       Tyler becomes slightly enraged by the sight, walking over towards Paige and grabbing onto her arm. "Let's go Paige." He says, Paige looking over at him. She slowly nods, pulling away from the seemingly confused guy. "Wait, is this your dad? I thought you said he was out of town?" He asks looking at Tyler, then back to Paige. "No it's just my... friend. Family friend." She quickly adds, before looking over at Tyler. Tyler looks at the other guy nodding his head. "Yup, and she needs to come with me. So let's go Paige." He says as he starts pulling her towards the door. "I'll talk to you later!" Paige yells back through the sound of all the music.

       Tyler gets her outside, Paige groaning softly as they walked. "Stop pulling me, I can barely walk with how fast you're going!" She exclaims as Tyler whips open the passenger door. "Get in. Now." He says sternly as Paige looks surprised. "Wow... okay." She says as she gets in, sighing softly as she crosses her arms. Tyler closes the door before getting into the driver's side. He looks over at Paige while he started the car. "Seatbelt." He says as Paige rolls her eyes, putting on her seatbelt before crossing her legs. "You're not my dad so stop acting like it." She says annoyed as Tyler scoffs. "I might not be but I'll put you in your place real f*cking quick. Your dad said he didn't want you out at these parties while he's gone." Paige laughs, "I'm 18 years old, I can do whatever I want." Tyler looks over at her in disbelief, shaking his head. "No Paige, you can't. You're still under their roof, they're just looking out for you. There's f*cking coke and shit all over that house. You're gonna kill yourself doing sh*t like that." He says sternly as Paige glares over at him not saying anything.

He quickly takes off, leaving the party as Paige stares out the window for a while. "I didn't do coke or anything I just drank, that was it." She says her arms still crossed over her chest. Tyler doesn't respond, his hands gripping the steering wheel. Paige sighs softly, Tyler pulling up into her driveway. He looks over at her as he parks the car, disappointment all over his face. "Who was that guy anyways?" He says and Paige looks at him her eyebrows furrowed. "What does it matter to you? Are you jealous?" She says as Tyler shakes his head. "Not at all." He says clenching his jaw, knowing that was a lie. Paige laughs a bit, uncrossing her arms and leaning over the console. "You are. Just f*ck me already." She says with a smirk. Tyler takes a deep breath, running his hands through his hair. "You're gonna regret saying that." He says before reaching over, quickly unbuckling her seat belt allowing Paige to climb over into his lap and straddle him.

She quickly starts kissing along his neck, working her way up before Tyler grabs onto her chin, pulling her face to his. He kisses her eagerly, bringing his hands onto her thighs and swiftly moving them up to her ass. Paige pushes herself against his crotch, moaning softly as she did. Tyler groans, bringing his hands down to the hem of her tight dress and pushing it up a bit. Paige grinds against his growing hard on, Tyler pulling his head away and tilting it back. "F*ck Paige..." He grumbles, grabbing onto her hips roughly before looking down as he watched her grinding against him. "You like that daddy?" Paige says, looking down as well before they both look up making eye contact. "What did you just say?" He says as Paige stops for a second. "Um.. I'm sorry.. I shoul-" She starts before he cuts her off. "Say it again," He says sternly. Paige bites her lip gently nodding a bit. "Daddy.." Tyler nods his head in approval with a smirk on his face. "Do you want daddy to f*ck you baby?" He asks as Paige shyly nods her head in response. "Yes? Yes what?" He says as Paige nods again, "Yes daddy."

Tyler quickly reaches down pulling her dress up a little more before pointing towards his belt. "Go ahead baby," He says as Paige reaches down and undoes his belt and his button, his hard on springing up through his boxers. He pulls his hips up, allowing her to pull them down enough for his c*ck to be out. He reaches up, pulling her panties to the side, feeling how wet she was for him. He quickly slips a finger into her before kissing on her neck. Paige throws her head back, moaning softly as he did. "You like that huh baby?" He says in between kisses. "Yes daddy.." She moans out before he pulls his finger out, pulling his head away from her neck and looking at her. "Open your mouth baby." He says sternly, Paige obeying. His slips his finger into her mouth, Paige sucking on it gently.

He watches her, groaning softly. "Good girl," He says before pulling his finger from her mouth, grabbing onto her hips and slowly lowering her p*ssy onto his c*ck. "Oh f*ck baby.." He mumbles, feeling her tight p*ssy slowly wrap around his c*ck. Paige moans softly, nuzzling her face into his neck. "Ready baby?" He asks softly leaning his seat back as Paige lifts her head up, nodding slowly. He kisses her hard as she starts bouncing on his c*ck. Moans starts filling the car quickly, Tyler's hands gripping onto her hips as he slams her down on it. He starts bucking his hips, moving in sync with her. "You're so f*cking tight baby.." He mumbles, Paige's head thrown back in pleasure. He watches her, his eyes trailing down as he watches her bouncing on him. Paige quickly tightens around him, moaning loudly. "I'm gonna c*m daddy.." She mumbles softly as he keeps thrusting up into her. "Hold it baby." He says as he looks back up at her, watching her facial expressions and her squirming. "I can't daddy.. I'm gonna c*m.." She says as he groans softly, "F*ck baby.. You gotta hold it.." He says softly, Paige nuzzling her head back into his neck. "I can't!" She exclaims before she came, Tyler feeling her pulsating around him.

He groans, his thrusting slowing down as he became close. "I'm gonna c*m inside you if you don't get off baby." He says as Paige pulls her head up "Please do daddy.." She says softly as Tyler shakes his head. "Please daddy, I'm on birth control.." She begs as he throws his head back before picking up pace again. "Okay baby, just once." He says before he climaxes, trying to catch his breath after, Paige still on him. He sits there for a second with his eyes closed before opening them shaking his head. "F*ck."