From Thug To Pornstar: I Reincarnated As Jonny Sins, So What!
Chapter 36: My Daughter’s best friend 2

Chapter 36: Chapter 36: My Daughter’s best friend 2

It was definitely time for bed once it was done, and I got another big hug and a kiss on my cheek from Livy, then a big hug from Charlie as well.

I tried not to show my surprise, just holding her and gently rubbing her back. She wished me a quiet ’happy birthday’, and I could tell it was costing her a concerted effort not to let herself literally run away from me afterwards as she and Livy headed up the stairs to get ready for bed.

I sat back down on the couch, wanting to give them their space, and trying to dissect the meaning of what had just happened. It was probably nothing, I eventually concluded. Or at least, nothing I needed to worry about.

Another step in Charlie’s years-long battle with her shyness, maybe; something to be celebrated, not concerned over.

I was listening in upstairs, not for voices, which I couldn’t make out anyways, but just for the sound of doors closing so I would know when it was time for me to head up as well.

Which is why I was so surprised, after hearing Livy’s door and rising to my feet, to see Charlie standing nervously at the foot of the stairs, still wearing her jeans and t-shirt, not one of the oversized sleepshirts she and Livy always wore to bed.

"Charlie?" I asked in concern. "Is something wrong?"

She bit her lip, shaking her head, slowly coming closer, her eyes focused on a spot in the center of my chest. I’d often wondered if Charlie might be just a little bit autistic, direct eye contact being so difficult for her, but as she came within arm’s reach she forced herself to meet my gaze.

"I..." she hemmed, speaking so quietly I could barely hear her. "I... wanted to give you a birthday present. If you’ll let me."

"You don’t have to do that," I smiled, shaking my head. "And you already did, anyways! Supper was delicious, and you can’t tell me Livy was doing anything but following your instructions making it! That was already much more than I ever expected or needed. But if you’re really determined you want to give me something else, you certainly don’t have to ask my permission, first."

"No, I do..." she shook her head, taking a deep, steadying breath, then slowly reaching up, placing her small, delicate little hand on the back of my neck. "For this!" She stretched up onto her toes, pulling me gently down towards her, pursing her lips, her beautiful blue eyes fluttering closed. I could hardly believe what she was doing... but I didn’t stop her, meeting her lips in a soft, slow kiss, my hands finding her hips. She was so gentle, and sweet... she pulled away slowly, opening her eyes again, staring nervously into mine.

"That was my present?" I asked almost breathlessly. We hadn’t been making out, hadn’t been doing anything that would explain my sudden lack of air, but that didn’t matter.

"No," she shook her head, biting her lip, as excited and out of breath as I was. "That was just the bow. To get your real present... you have to unwrap me, first!"

My eyes widened, hardly able to believe what she seemed to be implying. I glanced at the stairs, my question obvious to her before I’d even thought to ask it.

"Livy knows," she confirmed, blushing brighter and glancing down at my chest again. "She’s in her room with her head buried under her pillows right now, because she doesn’t want to actually hear any of it... but she knows what I was planning to ask you tonight. She’s okay with it."

"Really?" I gasped, trying to adjust to this new, entirely unexpected information, considering what it meant. "And... are you certain that you are really okay with it?"

"You know I’m eighteen, now. It’s okay. You won’t get in trouble, or anything," she said, which was absolutely not an answer to my question. I reached up, slowly lifting her chin.

"Are you sure about this? Absolutely, one hundred percent sure?" I demanded.

She glanced around, biting her lip, unwilling to fight against my finger under her chin, but doing anything but looking me in my eyes. Finally she did, and it was like lightning struck.

"I... I’m in love with you!" she gasped, her words tumbling out like the flood from a breaking dam. "I’ve been in love with you! You have no idea! I’ve never been so sure about anything in my entire life! I... I know this might be weird for you, me being the same age as Livy, and everything... but please, just give me a chance, okay? It’s not like you’ve been dating anybody else, and I know I can be good for you! I... just please, give me a chance, okay? Let me show you how much I love you, how good I can be for you!"

I don’t think I’d ever heard her say so many words all in a row before. Certainly not to me! But looking into those soft, beautiful blue eyes, seeing her so completely overwhelmed by previously hidden emotion, the tears of vulnerability and hope welling... I could only imagine how difficult that had been for her, opening herself up like that, throwing her heart to the floor at my feet and just praying I would pick it up and hold it to my own, and not grind it to dust under my heel.

So, what else could I do? I kissed her again. And after the initial moment of her surprise, this time it was anything but soft, or slow! She responded eagerly, almost desperately, moaning into my lips.

For once in her young life, there was nothing shy about her! My hands roamed her back, she threw an arm around my neck, lifted her leg to wrap around mine. My hand went lower. She trembled at my touch, teasing at my lips with her tongue, sliding into my mouth.

I grabbed her ass, hard, using both hands—God, she felt good!—so tight and small and round, just barely enough of her to even fill my grip! I lifted her, so I no longer had to bend down, and she wrapped her legs tightly around my waist, both arms around my neck.

"You know you can change your mind. You can tell me to stop at any time," my conscience forced me to tell her, struggling to get the words out against her kisses.

"Shut up and take me up to your room already!" she moaned against my lips. Well... consent didn’t get much more emphatic than that!

I carried her through the house, and she flailed blindly at the switches for me, turning out the lights before I carried her up the stairs.

My bedroom door was closed, and I pushed her against it, kissing her almost violently as I rubbed against her body; it took her three tries to remember how doorknobs worked, and I stepped quickly inside, nudging the door closed with my foot.

It slapped against the frame much louder than I’d intended. Oh, well. It wasn’t like Livy didn’t already know what we were about to be doing anyways! My bedroom light was already off, and I didn’t change that; I could see well enough in the moonlight through my window, and I hoped Charlie would find it more romantic this way.

I crawled up onto the bed, making her squeal adorably as I let us fall down together, bouncing slightly on the mattress. She reached between us and began fumbling with the buttons of my shirt. I had a much easier time with her t-shirt, though the fact that neither of us was willing to interrupt our kissing long enough to properly strip was certainly an impediment, if a thoroughly enjoyable one.

She was wearing the cutest little pink and white bra, small, lacy and unbelievably sexy. She was small enough she didn’t need to wear one, so I knew she’d chosen to wear it just for me.

Even so, I wanted it off! Immediately! But I made myself wait. Once she had my shirt off, I finally pushed myself back to my knees, undoing her jeans, then grabbing them by her ankles and starting to tug.

They were unreasonably tight, and she laughed and squeaked as I yanked her down the bed, clutching at the blanket to try to push herself back up.

Her panties were a match, tiny and tight on her, the outline of her lips just barely visible beneath the fabric as she moved. She joined me on her knees to resume our kiss, before pushing me onto my back. I lifted my hips to help her remove my pants, but unlike me, she wasn’t willing to stop there.

"Oh, wow..." she moaned as she got her first true look at me, eight thick inches laying proud and hard for her in the dim evening light. "I thought, when I grabbed your thigh... but I had no idea you were this big!"

"And was that actually an accident, by the way?" I chucked as I looked up at her, stroking her hip with my hand. "Knowing now what you had planned for tonight, I have to ask."

"It was, actually!" she gasped, playfully shoving me on my shoulder. "Not your thigh... I meant to grab that! But I hadn’t planned on getting... that, as well!"

"You can say the word, you know," I smiled, pulling her down, rolling on top of her, rubbing myself against her through her thin, cute little panties. I nibbled gently at her pretty little earlobe, whispering hotly into her ear. "If it’s about to be inside of you, you should be able to call it by name."

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