Chapter 4

Ari's POV

Home alone

These past few days have really been boring. All I do is chat with my friends, watch t****k videos and try to read a bit of academic stuff so I won't be too lost when I resume college.

Marco flinches whenever I call him daddy,as though he isn't sure who or what daddy meant. Ari travelled to France for her official conference three days ago. At the airport she had kissed Marco, pecked my cheeks and told me to be a good girl and not give Marco any problem. That wasn't too difficult because honestly, as soon as Ari's plane took off and Marco drove us back to house, he had become a ghost. He stayed in the room he had converted into a work area all day, only hastily coming out once in a while to ask if I needed anything. It was as if he was running from something {or someone}. I hope it wasn't me he was avoiding.

I fell asleep last night rubbing myself and imagining it was him sliding his sexy fingers into my wet clit one after the other after dreaming of him throughout the night, I woke up this morning and decided that I had had enough of his pretending I didn't exist in the house. I showered, put on a short skirt that rode higher when I walked and a flimsy crop top, made two cups of chocolate and took them to the office. He was bent over the computer, clicking away.

"Daddy," I called and I wached his back stiffen before he turned round and smiled at me. His gaze travelled down to my breasts, erect nipples, my smooth thighs and he adjusted, trying to focus on my face.

"princess, good morning"

"Hello daddy" I made sure to draw out the daddy while watching the effect it had on him. 'I noticed you've been so busy so I made you chocolate, to help you relax” I almost laughed at how innocent and sweet I sounded.

I placed the tray on a stool and sat on a chair, crossed my legs and sipped my chocolate as he watched me anxiously. His eyes scanned my long tan legs and he swallowed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Thank you." He smiled slightly and sipped his chocolate. It was a while before he spoke.

"when are you leaving for college, princess?"

Why is he asking me that all of a sudden? Was he tired of my presence already? Well if that is the case he would have a long wait because my leaving for school seems like a lifetime away.

'Next year April' I tell him, shifting my legs so my skirt hikes upward a bit more to reveal my thighs. Marco doesn't miss the action and I see his cock twitch in response from the soft shorts he is wearing. Seems like I would not have to do a lot of seducing to get Marco. Hehehe.

"Ap..April is almost one year away" his voice was raspy and shaky.

I nodded briskly. The heat between my legs was getting increasingly hard to bear so I inched closer to him till the side of my breast grazed him. He put his arms around me in a fatherly way but I saw his dick slowly get erect until it threatened to spring out of his shorts. I looked at him, smiled slyly and placed my hand on his shorts. He moaned slightly but stood up immediately, startling me.

"princess, you have to leave now, please"

Normally, I would have shied away in shame and left the room but today I was determined to get what my aching cunt wanted; daddy's sweet cock. I stood up and moved closer to him,taking in the sweet musky scent of his perfume mixed with sweat.

'why daddy,' I said very sweetly, throwing myself on him in a tight hug. His erect dick proded my belly and despite his reluctance, I felt him relax. I looked at his eyes that were burning with desire and slowly he brought his lips down on mine making a soft moan escape from my lips. He searched my mouth with his tongue, kissing me desperately. I was inching my hands towards his dick when he pushed me away suddenly.

"Princess, no." His voice was firm, desperate for self control. "we can not do this, my marriage to your mother is barely up to a month"

I sighed. I couldn't leave like this, not when my pussy lips are dripping this way, aching for Marco's cock to slide between the slick folds. My nipples were getting harder by the second, hurting slightly, I wanted him to pinch them, to slam his big dick in me and pound me till I got dizzy.

"I.. I need you" I say quietly but he shakes his head and I see determination in his demeanor. He takes my hand and then tries to lead me to the door.

"Listen princess, I kno.. know how you must feel but I'm sure it'll pass, your mother left you in my care and doing anything with you will equal taking advantage of you. Besides, princess your mother is my wife and really, I love Ari."

I sniffle, trying hard to fight tears. A pang of guilt hits me as he mentions my mother and I feel like the most selfish girl in the world. Ashamed, I allow Marco to lead me out of the room where he gives me a pat and a quick, fatherly hug, which I wish he didn't because it felt very awkward. He asks if I'll be fine before entering his room again. I hear the keys jingling as he locks the door, perhaps to keep out unwanted daddy-seducers. I hurry to my room and cry, muffling the screams with my pillow and ignoring the loud screech of my ringing phone.