Filthy Desires: A Dad's Best Friend.

ing darkness in his eyes. His desire was tangible, I could taste it, see it, feel it. We were so close to each other, it was almost like we we

sed his eyes and took a slow step backwards. His r

ng this game w

was all in my head; maybe I made up those glances, read too much into them because I wanted to believe that he wanted me just

my robe. I didn't care that it was wet, I threw

mbled, "I should

ed around but didn't dare look him in the eyes. I didn't want to see what was lurk

yle

ade a mistake and I'm sorry. I genuinely thoug

it so I was staring straight at him. A question was at the tip of

I imagined he would- rough, wild and with unbridled passion. He kissed like a man starved, his tongue claiming e

rail down to my throat and when his fingers stopped and his

heave of his chest as he ran his

urmured mostly to himself, "But Go

ft as I responded,

fath

n my hand down his bicep, "What I do in my spare time does not conc

r half y

issues." I offered and a chuckle

to take adva

e; I know what I wa

's all over. Are you ready for that?"

es s

ther bruising kiss. I was doing a mixture between a squ

go of my robe long enough to trail my hands

grasp my hips and pull me flush against him. I felt him against my lower belly

gged edges and rough strips and his hot breath again

st my neck. At first, it was just a soft touch- almost tentative, almost hesita

moan when his tongue snuck out and licked over the spot. He continued l

one into his mouth and I let out

ed his nose into my neck, "The thin

own voice. It was hoarse and want

d me into his arms. I was quick to wrap my legs around his waist a

me on the bed. I stared up at him from the bottom of

sound of the lock felt permanent. It felt like the final act of signing

g cut through the air. It was like the spell was broken and I saw him

ed right and held the phone to his ear. When he s

did you know that?" he frowned even further then ta

d through the speakers, "I saw your car there. It was nice of you to check up on

leared his throat,

run, to apologize and say that it was a mistake. I prepared myself for the inevitable heartb

his gaze. I fixed them on the wall beside him-

nstead of walking away, walked towards me. His hand rested on my

et about it. Your father will start to notice if he s

tion left my lips before I could

ottom lip softly, "I'm going to drive my car down the block and I'll come back and enter th

know about t

e pulled his hand away from me; "I cou

's wick

naked and on all fours with your ass facing the door. I want

ad in a way that felt both patronizing and affe

ssed his features. He looked like he wanted to say some

e after he left. It still felt surreal and I had t

asked me to and couldn't help but think about how wanton it felt and looked. Anyone walking in

counted back from ten over and over again to prevent myself from chickening out. He asked me to stay

this for so long; I will

irs door creak open. My breath quickened as I heard his slow and

his presence filled and dominated the entire room.. I heard the door click shut as he turned the key. I h

all I could hear was my own harsh breathing. Then I felt his hands ag

ooked over my shoulder at him and he ha

eeze before delivering a soft slap to one. I was shocked b

down to the most intimate part of me. His fingers stopped

a question or an accusation,

rmation away for future use; it was

ep back from me and sh