Me and him (dating my dads best friend)

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Flashback....

"But I don't want the party to end" i acting like a child but I'm more than a little drunk so I can't help it.

"I've booked a suite, there's a mini bar" Kelly said as she swayed.

I didn't need anymore encouragement than that, it seems no one else did either as we were all following Kelly to the make shift after party.

"Go ahead without me I'm going to grab a bottle from the statue" I mumble as I struggle to remove my shoe. They had bitten into my feet for the last hour but a lady doesn't remove her shoes at a Party.

Out of no where joe is on his knees pulling at the clasp. His finger brushes against my ankle as he removed my shoe . His touch is feather soft as it trails up my leg.

He realises himself and returns to his feet, his copper eyes had turned almost black. If I wasn't mistaken he was full of lust, he looked at me like I was a steak and he hasn't eaten in years.

"Your skins so soft"

"Thanks" I mourned, I was way too drunk for this, my head was a mess.

His eyes continued to penetrate me, we were so close that I could feel his breath on my face.

I had never really paid much attention to joe, I had been so caught up on deducting Zach that I never noticed how attractive joe was. "Your pretty fit"

Did I say that out loud.

He looked down at his body " I did go to the gym last month"

I don't think I could be more confused, then I remember he's ancient and probably doesn't know that fit means attractive. I start laughing. Well really it's more like childish giggling.

"I mean hot, not in temperature" I clarify.

He raised his eyebrow, his face is dripping with sarcasm. His fibres brush against my arm making my eyes dart to his.

Have I seriously been blind, how could I not have not noticed how beautiful he was. He's no young brad Pitt like Zach he's got more of a Christian bale thing going on. His eyes are smouldering and he's so serious that he's seriously sexy. He kind of makes me think of a strict school teacher who you just want to cain your ass over the desk.

"So what's with that" he asks pointing to the bottle of tequila in my hand.

"After party upstairs"

"You want to come" I shake the bottle at him as though it will tempt him to join.

"Would I be the oldest one there"

I smile and nod.

"By how many years"

"Oh I think one of the guys is 21" I joke.

"I'll pass"

I shrug "your loss"

I turn to walk away but he grasps my arm, I turn back and before I can register what's going on his lips are on mine. His longer fingers are in my hair pulling me closer. My body is limp against him, it takes me a money to register what's happening but I finally kiss him back.

My arms flung around his neck and I somehow don't drop the bottle I'm holding.

His tongue is against mine, they dance in harmony. He pulls away so I bite his lip and toy with it between my teeth. He lets out a growl, it's almost animal like. My sex clenches at the sound, it's so manly I can't help but to be turned on.

"I'm going to hell" he grunts as he pulls me back to him.

It's cheesy but I'm weak at the knees, I feel a sense of urgency pass through me. Kissing him is great but it's not enough, I need more of him.

"Private party in your room" I ask as we finally part. I push the bottle at his chest.

"How did you know I have a room"

I roll my eyes, I may be drunk but I'm not stupid. "Well either that's your room card in your pocket or your really happy to see me"

"I'm always happy to see you but if you had my cock sticking in you, I'm sure you would know it"

I melt a little "I'm hoping I get to find out"

"Fuck it, I can't resist anymore" he takes my hand and pulls me to the elevator. We are safely behind the doors when he pushes me against the mirrored wall. His lips are on my neck suckling at my tender flesh as his hands cup my breasts toying with my pebbled nipple.

I pant like I'm running a marathon , I drop the bottle and luckily it doesn't smash not that I would really care. I put my hands on his ass and squeeze, his firm ass fits in my hands like they were made for each other.

I don't notice the elevator has stopped until someone coughs when the enter the small space. Joe at least acts like he's embarrassed and moves so he's by my side. He doesn't shop touching me, his arms are snaked around my waist and he's kissing my neck.

I hear the woman tut but I don't really care, I'm too wrapped up in joe.

We're finally on our floor. Joe pulls me forward almost knocking the disapproving woman as he does.

"Your old enough to be her father"

"You have no idea" joe says over his shoulder. I had no idea he had such a great sense of humour, it's like I've met a different man.

"Can you hand me he tequila I plan to lick it from her" he puts his hand in between the doors stopping them from closing.

The woman kicks the bottle at him, I can't stop myself from laughing. It's like I've been on gas, I don't know why I find it so amusing.

"Old bitch, she needs a stiff one"

He lifts me up and I squeal as he pushes the door open and throws me on his bed. "You need it more"