SONG - THE BOX BY RODDY RICH
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Kasey's POV

   𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗩𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗠𝗬 𝗥𝗢𝗢𝗠 excitedly, I closed the door as I headed downstairs. I couldn't believe it. After some convincing, my dad let me go with my friend Alissa to a house party. My heels clicked on the hardwood floor that caught my father's attention, who sat in the living watching a football game, making him look toward me.

"Hold on, wait a minute." My dad said, standing up from the couch.

I huffed, turning to him and placing my hands on my hips. "Dad, come on, Alissa's already outside waiting for me."

"Wait, just let me talk to you." He said, nodding his head.

"Okay fine," I replied, crossing my arms.

"Listen, I want you to be careful tonight, okay? McCann is still on the loose, and there's no telling when he will strike again."

Oh my god, here he goes again, warning me about this Jason McCann guy. Whatever issue he has with him has nothing to do with me. At this point, I'm irritated about the entire situation between them.

"Dad." I groaned, tossing my head back in annoyance.

"I'm serious, Kasey. Be careful." He said, and I looked into his eyes, seeing how worried he was.

"Okay, I'll be careful for you." I nodded, smiling as I hugged my father.

"Alright, call me if you're stuck or need a ride home." He said as I pulled away.

"I might just stay at Alissa's house," I replied, opening the front door.

"Okay, bye." My dad said, waving at me.

"Bye, Dad," I said, getting into my best friend's car.

Once in, I fastened my seatbelt, and she drove away from my house.

"What took so long?"  asked, pulling up to a red light.

"My dad. He was warning me about this Jason McCann guy he's after again." I answered, adding lip gloss to my lips in the sun visor mirror.

"Wow, he warns you about this fucking guy every time you leave the house." Alissa smacked her lips, shaking her head.

"I know, and it's get fucking irritating." I sighed as the stop light turned green.

"Girl, I'd be irritated too," Alissa replied, nodding as she drove.

"Tell me about it." I sighed, crossing my arms.

I sat back and enjoyed the ride with my best friend as we jammed out with the music from her radio. Finally, as she pulled up to the house where the party was, I couldn't believe how beautiful this house appeared. The home looked spectacular, in my opinion. Alissa parked her car, and the two of us got out. Upon first glance, people were outside drinking, laughing, and having fun.

It made me wonder who owned this house and how did they acquire this estate. Once we stepped inside the house, different colored disco lights flashed as others danced. Some people were kissing each other in the corner while others were probably upstairs somewhere fucking each other's brains out. Alissa and I found the kitchen where a big jug of green liquid with fruits on top almost overflowing sat on a countertop.

"What the hell is this?" Alissa questioned, grabbing a cup.

"It's called the Swamp Water Jungle Juice. Try it. It's terrific." A drunk girl replied.

"Thanks," I said, nodding my head as she walked away.

I turned to Alissa and arched a brow at her, and she shrugged. She handed me a red solo cup and poured some of the juice from the container, and when I smelled it, the scent was sweet.

"Here's to having an awesome night." Alissa toasted, clinking our cups together.

"Cheers bitch." I smiled, taking a decent amount down my throat, and I had to admit it was good. "You know what? This juice is damn good."

"I know. I thought it was going to be terrible." Alissa replied, nodding her head, agreeing with me.

We drank the remnants of our cups before getting more and making our way to the dance floor. My favorite song by Roddy Rich blared through the speakers, and I started dancing with a couple of other girls.

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Many cups later, I was twerking my ass on the dance floor to Twerk by City Girls ft. Cardi B. First I was dancing with some girl who was groping me, but I didn't mind. She was a cutie. Suddenly I felt arms wrap around my waist, and the body they belonged to swayed with me to the song's beat. Who was this person dancing with me? It couldn't be Alissa because of the scent. The person smelled so good.

   Said man has hips—matching my movements to every beat. I could feel his dick getting hard on my ass as he rubbed against me. He slid a hand wrapped around my waist up my stomach, grasping my right breast before wrapping softly around my throat. A desperate moan found its way out of my mouth, making the guy smirk—his fresh breath mixed with cognac wafted in my nose.

   Wanting to know who this man was, I gaze up, meeting a pair of light brownish-hazel eyes with golden flecks. Those eyes staring back at me belonged to none other than Jason McCann. The man, my father, is after.

   Holy shit, he's sexy in person.

   His hands gripped my hips as I turned around to face him.

"What's your name, beautiful?" Jason asked, tucking his bottom lip between his teeth.

"Kasey," I answered, feeling his hand snake down to my ass and grip it.

"Wanna go upstairs?" He whispered in my ear. Although the music was loud, I heard him.

"Lead the way," I whispered back in his ear, licking his lobe before nibbling on it.

   I don't know what was in this jungle juice, but it made me feel good. Jason grasped my hand and led me upstairs to one of the guest bedrooms. He opened the door, allowing me inside first, and closed it behind himself. We had a staring contest—the sexual tension between us rising by the second. I still had no idea who made that jungle juice, but all I knew was that the beverage had my body on fire.

   McCann stalked toward me, ridding himself of his white tee. He wrapped his rough yet soft hand around my neck and smashed my lips to his. Our lips moved perfectly in sync, and the feeling of his hand on my bare thigh set my body on fire. Jason spun me around and slammed my back against the nearest wall. His hands find the bottom of my skirt and lift it around my waist.

   I could feel the rough pattern of his jeans rub against my covered pussy. By the second, my panties became drenched. My body had a mind as my hips ground against his hard cock through his pants.

"Mmm, seems like someone's needy." Jason cooed, looking down at the mound between my legs.

"I'm not in a teasing mood." I grinned, biting my bottom lip.

   My fingers maneuver down and unbuckle his belt before shoving my hand inside his boxers, gripping his cock. Jason groaned, tossing his head back as he allowed me to sink to my knees. Pulling the rest of his clothes down, I gripped him before wrapping my lips around his tip.

"Fuck, sweetness!" He groaned as I took his dick deeper down my throat.

   I bobbed my head up and down, stroking what I couldn't reach with my right hand. Jason's hand went to the back of my head, pushing me further until my forehead touched his stomach. Glancing up at him, I see his head thrown back in pure bliss. His hips jolted forward, causing me to gag. When he pulled away, the strings of my spit coated his long and thick cock.

   Jason dragged me up to my feet, hoisted me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing, and tossed me on the bed like a sack of potatoes. He gripped my skirt and ripped it off along with my panties. Spreading my legs open, Jason left hot kisses down my legs to my dripping cunt. I whimpered as he gave my sensitive clit a light kiss.

   A loud moan escaped my throat as Jason licked my gushing mound to my clit. His eyes locked with mine as he sucked it in his wicked mouth. His tongue felt so good I had to bite my hand to keep from screaming. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and he licked all over my little bud. I lost it when he placed his mouth over my pussy, slurping me up.

Shit, who knew a criminal could eat pussy this good?

"Aah, fuck!" I screamed into my hand, watching the skin turn red.

   Feeling the coil in me beginning to unravel, I held the back of his head, pushing his face deeper in my wet cunt. Before that coil snapped, Jason pulled away, making me cry at the loss of stimulation.

   He stared at me, dropping his pants and grabbing my ankles, dragging me to the edge of the bed. I feel the tip of his dick run up and down my wet cunt, tapping my clit.

"How bad do you want it?" Jason smirked, watching me squirm.

"So bad." I mewled, pushing my legs back.

"How bad?" He asked, wrapping his hand around my throat.

"I want your dick so bad, daddy, please." I pleaded, biting my lip.

Jason stared into my soul as he slid inside, filling me to the hilt.

"Fuck! Your dick is so big!" I moaned as my eyes rolled back. I heard Jason chuckle.

"Shit, your pussy's like a vice grip. Gonna yank my shit off." He grunted slowly, thrusting inside me.

His hand returned to my neck as he adjusted himself on the bed and picked up speed. I saw stars as my little pussy was punished.

"A-Aah fuck! Shit, d-daddy!" I cried out, gripping the back of my knees tighter.

"Yea, you like daddy fucking your tight pussy?" Jason asked, staring down at me.

"Yes, daddy!" I screamed, nodding my head.

"What's my name?" Jason questioned, gripping my hips.

"Daddy." I shivered, arching my back.

"Louder." He smirked, spitting on my clit and rubbing it with his thumb.

"Daddy!" I cried out, feeling the same coil as earlier begin to tighten.

"Fuck, you feel so good." He groaned, leaning down and pressing his lips to mine. The more he continued rubbing my sensitive bud.

"Aah fuck, you're gonna make me c-cum!" I screamed as my thighs started to shake.

"Go ahead and cum. I'll be right there." Jason smirked, continuing to abuse my clit with his fingers.

Suddenly that coil snapped, and I gushed around his cock, making my body shake. My walls spazzed around him, and soon after, Jason grunted, shooting his hot seed inside me. I whimpered as he pulled out of me. I whimpered, feeling myself clench around nothing. He flopped down beside me, heavily breathing. Before I knew it, both Jason and I were like a light.

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My eyes opened to the bright ass sun shining through the large window. As I reached out beside me, I realized the bed was empty—only a piece of paper left on the spot of my one-night stand. Confused, I grabbed it and read the letter written on it.

Dear Kasey,

   I had a great time last night, but all you were to me was a hit and quit. Don't get too comfortable because your friend is waiting downstairs for you.

   Yours truly,

   Jason McCann

Angry, I crumbled up the paper, jumped out of bed, and found each of my scattered clothing. With my heels in hand, I left the bedroom and found Alissa waiting for me downstairs.

"Damn, there you are. I thought I would have to go up there and get you." Alissa groaned, throwing her arms up.

"Dude, stop screaming. My head hurts." I whined, holding my head.

"Was it from the jungle juice or getting your guts rearranged?" My best friend grinned, raising an eyebrow.

"Shut the fuck up," I grumbled, walking out the door with Alissa in tow.

We made it to her car and got inside. As Alissa drove to my house, I softly groaned, leaning my head against the rest as my eyes closed.

I should've known McCann was going to pull some shit like that. For some reason, I thought that maybe when I woke up, he would still be in bed, and we could at least talk about the previous night but no. Many thoughts ran through my head, especially how would I tell my father I slept with the man he's trying to arrest?

Arriving home, I opened the door and stepped out of Alissa's car. "Alright, I'll see you later."

"Okay, love you." Alissa smiled, blowing me an air kiss.

"Love you too." I laughed, waving at her.

Unlocking the front door, I closed it behind me, locked it back, and headed upstairs to my room. I didn't even bother to shower off last night's escapade and face-planted on the bed.

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A month had passed since that house party where I slept with the criminal Jason McCann. Don't get me wrong. I didn't regret it. The sex felt so good, but now I have to deal with keeping the secret from my father.

The feeling of my stomach churning made me jump to my feet and run to the bathroom-puking for the third time today. I had no idea what was wrong with me. Flushing the toilet, I grabbed my toothbrush and cleaned my teeth. As I walked back to my room, the realization hit me, and I grabbed my car keys. My fucking period hasn't come yet. It was supposed to come four days ago.

Pulling into CVS Pharmacy's parking lot, I got out of the car, raced inside, and walked down every aisle until I found the pregnancy tests. I grabbed three boxes of the First Response and headed to the checkout. Not even bothering a bag, I grabbed what I paid for and left for my car. Once I returned home, I ran to my bathroom, took each test out of the box, and peed on the stick. Capping them back, I followed the instructions and waited three to five minutes.

The wait was killing me. Five minutes couldn't pass fast enough for me. Finally, when the time was up, I looked at the tests and damn near passed out.

All three tests were positive. My heart raced as I paced the bathroom, not knowing what to do.

Grabbing my phone, I decided to FaceTime Alissa. The call took forever to connect, in my opinion, and I felt relief when I saw her face pop up on the screen.

'Hello, bestie. '

'I need you to come here now. Asap no Rocky. '

'Bitch, what's wrong? '

'Please get here. '

'Okay, I'm on my way. '

After hanging up, I slid down the wall, sighing. I couldn't believe I was pregnant and by Jason fucking McCann.

Just fucking great.

Hearing the doorbell ring, I got off the floor and went downstairs and opened it to see my best friend.

"What's going on? I had to leave with half-assed makeup." Alissa complained, pointing to her face.

"In the bathroom on the counter," I said, pushing her toward the stairs.

Alissa looked at me confused but walked up the stairs with me behind her. As she walked into the bathroom, her eyes shot at the pregnancy tests on the counter, and she gasped.

"What the fuck?" She questioned, shaking her head. Suddenly realization came across her face, and she looked at me. "No fucking way."

"Girl, what do I do?" I asked, pacing around.

"Okay, let's just take a deep breath and calm down," Alissa instructed, taking a breath. "How do you plan to tell your dad you're pregnant by the man he's trying to catch?"

"I don't fucking know, okay," I replied, panicking inside.

"Look, sit him down and tell him everything. The worst he can do is kick you out, and if he does, you can come to my house." Alissa explained, wrapping her arms around me.

I was glad to have a best friend like Alissa, who was my voice of reason. Nodding my head, I threw the tests away and sat in my room with my best friend as we watched The Walking Dead on Netflix.

When the time came, Alissa wanted to be my support when I told my dad the news. We walked downstairs and found my dad sitting on the sofa watching football highlights on tv.

"Hey, dad, can I talk to you about something?" I questioned, making him look up at me.

"Sure, what's on your mind, kid?" My dad gave me all of his attention.

"Alright, so you know I went to that house party with Alissa last month?" I asked my dad fiddling with my fingers.

"Yea, what about it, Kasey?" My dad asked me. I could hear that he was annoyed with me for prolonging what I had to say.

"W-Well, I got a little drunk and slept with someone, and now I'm having their baby," I replied, peering up to meet his gaze.

"Oh my god, Kasey. How many times have I told you to use protection?" He asked me, standing up to his feet, shaking his head in disappointment.

"I-I know you've told me plenty of times, but I got drunk, and things escalated," I replied, nodding my head.

"Jesus, man." He sighed, running his hand over his head. After a while, he calmed down and turned to me. "Okay, who is this guy? Does he know?"

"You're not going to like this answer," I commented, shaking my head and preparing myself for what was to come. "I'm pregnant by the man you've been after for the last eight months."

I watched as my father's expressions changed from confusion to shock and, finally, realization. "YOU'RE PREGNANT WITH JASON MCCANN'S BABY?!"

His voice echoed off the walls slamming into my eardrums, making me wince. I looked at my father and nodded my head. My father paced the living room, mumbling to himself as he shook his head.

"Dad, I'm sorry." I softly apologized.

"This can't be happening. It just can't be." He denied shaking his head as he laughed. "Of all people you sleep with, it had to be him. Just fucking great."

My dad gave me one final look before grabbing his keys and heading out of the door. I looked toward Alissa as tears ran down my face. She came to me, wrapping me in her arms as I cried.