2. Daddy....Please

For one impossible second, neither of us moved.

The room fell into a suffocating silence.

His expression shifted from stunned to hard, his jaw tightening as irritation flashed across his face.

"What are you doing in my room?" he demanded.

The sharpness in his voice snapped me back to reality.

He reached for the towel beside him and wrapped it around his waist with one swift motion, never taking his eyes off me.

Heat rushed to my face.

"I—I came in with my mother. I had no idea you were around—"

I couldn't even finish my sentence properly and rushed out of his room to mine.

​I slammed the door to my room shut and tried as much as possible to calm my heavy breathing 

“Calm down Steph. Calm down…” I said to myself not wanting to believe I just saw my mother’s husband naked.

Freaking naked!

And with shaking legs I moved towards my bed to sit. I sat at the edge of the bed like a ghost.

Legs pressed together. Toes digging deeply into my carpet.

Eyes locked on nothing. Like what I saw a few minutes back was nothing.

The thought alone made my skin flush.

My cheeks were completely red.

My nipples hard enough from the thought of his body, every hidden part of him.

A constant pulsing within my thighs. So bad it felt like my heartbeat was in my clint.

I was already ruined.

And he hadn't even touched me yet.

All I'd done was look.

One look at that perfect being and my whole body turned into pudding.

I couldn't stop seeing it.

The way he stood there...naked water dripping down his body, like some ancient god sent to destroy me.

I could still see his eyes devouring me, but somehow they were covered in anger.

No smile. Just hunger mixed with anger.

I should have looked away.

I didn't.

I couldn't.

He had me already.

"Steph."

My mother's voice broke through the silence.

I jerked, blinking at her as she stepped into my room, box in hand, or rather, boxes.

"What are you doing here all by yourself?"

She giggled. "You have been a bit distant lately. Is everything okay with school or Josh?"

"I'm not distant, and Josh and school are fine," I said, trying to play it cool without her noticing anything.

My mother stroked my cheek slightly before sitting at the edge of the bed.

"When do we get to meet Josh?"

"Mother, Josh and I are not that serious, so probably never." I desperately wanted to end the talk about Josh.

She seemed a bit confused at my sudden change of tone. "You're a bit weird sometimes, with your unstable emotions," she said, opening up the boxes without giving me a glance.

"But since you're beautiful, it's fine. We'll just say you are quiet and a bit emotionally unbalanced, with a touch of mystery."

"Mother..."

She spun, grinning while showing me the new set of jewellery... my new set to be treasured.

"What? I'm not lying. You are a bit aloof, and it seemed to have gotten worse these past couple of days.

"Fun facts, darling, I bet if you get some proper fucking from a man, all these pent-up emotions will disappear. You are now an adult, but you're still holding on to that virginity like it's something precious. Look, baby, give it up and release those pent up energies you have.

"And the wedding is the best place for you to meet someone for that job."

She handed me the jewellery box, a beautiful piece, I must say. And all I did was laugh and blush at her comment. If she truly knew my reasons for waiting, I wonder how she would feel if I told her I wanted her fiancé to fuck me into oblivion.

She stepped close and looked at me.

"Pool. Boys. Wine. orgies Parties... That should be your target this summer. Unless?"

I almost choked.

"You're officially insane."

"I will arrange a pool party soon. Then a few little parties before my wedding. Then we can get you a nice young or old man to fuck that edge off your soul until you feel reborn."

At the mention of an older man, my breath hitched because the only older man I wanted to be fucked by was her soon to be husband.

Thankfully, she noticed nothing.

She just pulled down the knots from her dress so her boobs could be seen even more before staring back at me and saying, "All this talk has made me horny. I need to go have your Daddy fuck me."

Before leaving, she winked at me happily.

Jealousy filled me completely. The fact that she gets to have him whenever she wants, and I... all I get are stolen glances and freedom from his constant nightly pleasures given to my mother.

I knew I had no right to be angry or even jealous, but how couldn't I?

I needed him too... had always needed him for as long as I could remember, but never got a touch from him, only those rare moments when he would come close to my room,jerking off knowing fully well I would cum just from him cumming.

I fought the urge not to tiptoe towards their room and listen to my mother's cries of pleasures, but I couldn't resist. I now stood a few steps away from their door, listening to my mother's plea for mercy.

"Remember, you came to me, and now you beg for mercy... No, sweetheart, I promise to fuck this pussy till it can't feel anymore."

His voice was rough and deep, almost animalistic.

I heard my hands covering my mouth.While two fingers sliped inside under my dress as I pleasured myself.

After a few minutes, I had to rush back to my room before anybody noticed what I had just done.

My thighs were still clenched together and clearly pulsing with need.

My phone suddenly rang, and showing on the screen was Josh's number.

"Wonder what he wants?"

I turned it off, tossing the phone over. But it never hit the floor.

"I truly wonder what this poor phone has done to be treated this way."

At the sound of that voice, I stood up immediately, and indeed he was here in my room... my room.

"Did you enjoy yourself enough a few minutes ago, or does your body still cry for my touch?"

I froze completely at that question.

Was it a trick question, or was I just daydreaming again?

So I pretended to be deaf.

"Sorry... Excuse me, I'm a bit lost."

"No, you're not. I noticed you earlier standing right outside while I fucked your mother, do you like me just fucking other women while you pleasure yourself like you have always done." He smirked.

"Or do you need me to fuck you?"