Page 72 of Tangled Hearts

Nic

ELI YOUR DAD IS STANDING RIGHT NEXT TO ME

My stomach does a flip, my cock thickening a little. Not that I actuallywantto get caught, and especially not by Beck, but I have to admit, it gives me a little thrill to think that wemight.

I don’t respond right away. Instead, I lift the front of my skirt and snap another photo of my half-hard cock against the lace. I really do leak a shit ton, and there’s already a bead of pre-cum clinging to the tip of my cock and seeping through the material.

Then I take another from behind, capturing my whole ass with my skirt pulled up.

I keep taking photos. I’ve never done this before. Never sent photos of myself to anyone. Never let anyone see me like this.

I send another. The one of my cock.

I wait for his response with my heart in my throat.

Nic

Jesus fucking Christ. Are you getting hard, baby? Is sending me dirty little pictures turning you on?

I whimper, nodding even though he can’t see me.

Me

Yes.

Nic

Are you touching yourself?

Fuck. My cock throbs, more pre-cum oozing out.

Me

No.

Nic

Good. Now get your ass back out here and be miserable with me. If I have to do it, so do you.

Ugh. Fucking mean. I cup my dick in my hand, gasping at how good it feels. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. Although… I hit record on my phone, giving myself a long, slow stroke as I choke on a whimper. Then I stop the video and let my skirt fall back down.

It seems like it covers everything okay at least, so that’s good. I smooth it out and check my reflection in the mirror. My cheeks are a little flushed, but it’s nothing that looks too bad.

The second I step through the door and into the yard, Nic’s eyes find me. I’m not the only one with flushed cheeks around here. I give him a big smile and wave. He shakes his head at me with narrowed eyes, but Dad catches his attention again, and he jumps a little, dragging his gaze from me and back to Dad.

I chuckle to myself. This is fun. Even if I did get myself all worked up for no reason.

“Are you having fun?” Roman’s voice beside me nearly scares me halfto death.

“I am, yeah. I’m glad summer is almost here. I was so tired of the cold.”

Dad hums. “Yeah, me too. I especially like all the family time we get in the summer.”

I roll my eyes, but it still makes me smile. “I’m thankful every day for you guys.”

“We’re just as thankful for you,” Dad says, kissing my temple. “Wanna help me get everything outside?”

I nod. “Yeah.”