Semua Bab Marry Her Father and Have Her Call Me Mommy: Bab 11 - Bab 18

I removed him from my mouth while sucking, earning a soft pop as he escaped my lips. I could feel Andrew shaking with excitement. He reached his hand to the back of my head and guided me back to his shaft.“Hands off!” I commanded, as I teased him by sucking and releasing one more time.I held his balls in my hand and started kissing down the side of his length from tip to base while fondling his wrinkly sack.When I got to the base, I reached my tongue out and licked the back of his balls, then sucked one of them into my mouth. Caressing it with my tongue, I slowly moved my hand up and down his shaft, listening to his grunts of pleasure, and trying to decipher if it felt good for him.“How does it feel?” I asked seductively. I released the one ball and was about to suck on the other. “Tell me what you want me to do, and I’ll do it”, I said, just before sucking it into my mouth.“It feels so… ungh!... Good”, he responded. “You’re doing so well, baby girl.”That was all the encouragem

“I waited at the restaurant for you for almost an hour, and you didn’t even send a text to say you’d be late!” Charissa sounded angry.“I know, and I’m sorry. I was just about to leave. I overslept, that’s all. Don’t you think you should have some compassion for your dear old dad?”I stood in the bedroom, panicked and unsure of what to do. On the one hand, it would be great to walk down the stairs and see the look on Charissa’s face as she realised what had happened between me and her dad, but on the other hand, it was way too early to play my hand. Andrew and I didn’t have a strong enough bond to withstand her disapproval.If she made a big enough deal of the situation, Andrew could end things with me right here, and I would never get the satisfaction of seeing Charissa squirm. I would never be able to see the horror on her face as her dad chooses me over her over and over again. I’d never get to ask her to call me mom and correct her every time she uses my actual name. I would never

“Okay, let me just take a little minute to calm down”, he suggested. His brows knitted together, and his expression slowly changed. He shifted from shock and anger to something different. Something softer.His brows and jaw relaxed, and he placed his two hands gently on the table, palms facing down.“Amy," he started. “ I refuse to let you think that any of ‘that’ is even a possibility.” He said the ‘that’ with his right hand circling in the air as if to gather up the idea itself.“I never do anything I think I’m going to regret”, he stated sternly. “Do you know how long I thought about asking you on a date, how much time I spent thinking about how to ask you out? God! If not for that interview, I swear, I would’ve gone steering mad just trying to think of something!Our age gap means nothing, whatever reason you’ve come up with as to why I would’ve ended it is probably the farthest thing from my mind”, he continued. “All I care about is the fact that I want you and you want me.”He

I could feel my underwear getting wetter with each round of his fingers. I closed my eyes and attempted a deep breath, but the air felt thin. As I inhaled, my breath hitched multiple times.The thoughts in my head became mushy, and I couldn’t think of anything but the pressure building up inside of me. My body ached for release. My breath stuttered at each inhale and exhale.I held on even tighter to Andrew’s neck and ground myself against his hand. My body moved as if it were on autopilot, holding the same rhythm as his fingers. I stared deeply into his hazel eyes and then slammed my mouth against his.My two lips enveloped his bottom lip, and I swiped my tongue against it, caressing it. I kissed and sucked at his lip aggressively at first, then slowly. I pulled his lip into my mouth and bit it, moving my head backwards and drawing his lip toward me.Andrew gasped and hummed as he felt the pain.“It drives me crazy when you do that”, he said“I know”, I retorted, laughing, arousal st