Story 1 Chapter 2

My stomach growls loudly and Gavin quirks an eyebrow at me, smirking. "Not hungry huh?"

"Just give me the damn food." I say pushing myself up until I am sitting back on my knees.

Gavin laughs and hands me the plate. "I made you a bacon sandwich with an egg on it."

"Thanks." I mutter. He just stands there staring at me, as if he is waiting to see if I am actually going to eat or not. "You can go now." I say, taking a bite of the sandwich.

He doesn't leave though, he just keeps standing there. I chew and swallow the bite of sandwich and look at him. "Why are you just standing there? Thanks for the food, you can leave."

Gavin laughs looking around the small bedroom. "I'm not leaving, not until you come with me."

I scoff. "Well I'm not going with you, so you are going to be waiting a while."

Gavin shrugs. "Well here's your two options Naudia. Either you come with me to my house, or I am going to stay here with you until your mom comes back home."

I snort. "Yeah right, you are not the kind of person that would sleep on a couch."

Gavin smirks. "Nope, I'm not. I will be sleeping right here."

I furrow my brows. "Right where?"

Gavin sits on the bed, smiling at me. "Right here."

"No you wouldn't because I am not going to be sleeping on the couch." I say looking at him, like he's insane.

Gavin laughs. "Then we will both be sleeping right here." He says patting the bed beside him.

My eyes go wide, for more reasons than one and I hate to admit that one reason is the fact that my pussy just got very wet. Just the thought of sleeping next to him, possibly brushing up against him accidentally on purpose when I'm pretending to sleep.

I have had a major crush on Gavin since I was probably about thirteen years old. Which is one of the main reasons I don't ever talk to him except for a few minutes here and there every year. I don't want to accidentally say anything that would let him know how pathetic I am for having a crush on a man twice my age that also happens to be my brother's dad.

When I don't say anything because I don't know what to say to that besides okay daddy, Gavin smiles again. "So what's it going to be Naudia? Are you packing a bag or am I staying here?"

I growl irritated. "Why won't you just leave?"

Gavin laughs. "Because sweetheart, I'm a stubborn man and I always get what I want."

God I hope that's true, and I hope what he wants is me. Maybe if I go stay with him I can get what I want. I am eighteen years old, it is completely legal and my brother will be leaving for football camp in like two days so it would just be me and him in his house. Which means I can tease him until he breaks.

"Fine I will pack a bag, if and only if you pay for the apartment. I want mom to have somewhere to come home to and I know we are about to be evicted."

Gavin smiles victoriously and I roll my eyes. "Finish your sandwich and pack a bag."

"Okay daddy." I say flirtatiously and take another bite of my sandwich.

Gavin's eyes darken and he watches my mouth the whole time I am chewing. I swallow and lick my lips. He clears his throat and looks away. I almost laugh as I keep eating my sandwich.

I lean forward, holding myself up on one hand and reach across his body to set my plate on the nightstand. I bat my eyelashes at him and smile. "Thanks for the food. I will pack up some clothes real quick."

Gavin's eyes go wide as he glances down at my exposed cleavage. "Umm you're welcome."

-Gavin's POV-

I knew it was a bad idea the second it came out of my mouth. I mean yes I don't like the idea of her staying here by herself with no money and a creep of a landlord that let me in here without even really knowing who I was.

I don't know how I am going to control myself around her. The second she came out of her bedroom in that little tank top and those tiny little shorts that did absolutely nothing to cover her perfect ass I just lost all sensible thoughts.

Her brother, my son will be leaving for football camp and now what. I will be at my house alone with this perfect five foot six, blonde haired beauty that just called me daddy and made my dick so hard it feels like it's going to explode. It's going to be a long summer.

Naudia climbs off the bed and makes her way over to her closet. I watch as she bends over and grabs a duffle bag. I have to bite my tongue to keep from groaning. If I didn't know any better I would think she was doing this shit on purpose.

That's just wishful thinking though, I know there is no way in hell a beautiful eighteen year old girl would be interested in a thirty eight year old man like me. No matter how badly I wish she was.

It only takes her a couple of minutes to pack up all her clothes. She turns around and gives me a flirty smile. "I'm ready to go daddy!"

I take a deep breath and stand up off the bed, hoping like hell she can't see the bulge in my pants. I don't want her to know what kind of fucking pervert I am. Every time she calls me daddy in that sexy little voice of hers with those fuck me eyes I get closer and closer to coming in my pants like a prepubescent teen.

I clear my throat and smile. "Let's go."

We make our way downstairs to my car and I open the door for her. She smiles at me. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." I close her door and walk behind the car to give myself a chance to adjust myself before sitting in the car next to her.

I get in and she smiles. I wonder if she knows what she's doing to me. I hope like hell she doesn't. If she does, she must love torturing me. The drive to my house is only about fifteen minutes but it feels like forever when your dick is throbbing painfully under your jeans.

We pull up outside my house and I get out opening her door for her. We make our way inside and even though she's been here a couple times in the past she still looks lost. "Do you have a guest room or something I can sleep in?" She asks, suddenly sounding shy and unsure.

I smile and lead her upstairs. "I have had this room ready for you, for several years."

"A room for me?" She asks confused.

"Yes, just in case you ever needed somewhere to live."

She looks at me with something I can only describe as awe. "Oh." She whispers.