All Chapters of Marry Her Father and Have Her Call Me Mommy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

The moment his mouth landed on my clit, It was as if fireworks erupted. My eyes rolled back in my head, my back arched, and I came hard on his face with a loud moan.“You liked that, did you?” he teased. A small giggle left him, and the hot air he released brushed against my skin.Still in recovery from my orgasm, I could only manage a “mhmm”.“Good girl”, he cooed. “You came for me like such a good girl. I want to see you do it again.” He abandoned my clit, and moved slightly lower, positioning his mouth at my entrance. “Look at me”, he said as he started licking and caressing me, sending lightning bolts down my spine.I turned my eyes to him, barely able to hold them open, and his hazel eyes locked with mine.“Good girl”, he repeated between licks. “Just like that.”As if that wasn’t enough, he inserted his tongue into my slick hole and started fucking me with it. I felt every push and pull of his tongue as it entered my pussy over and over again.I could feel the pressure slowly

Andrew sauntered back into the room with a wet wash towel and gently cleaned me up like he said he would. He went into his wardrobe, then exited wearing boxer briefs and holding some folded items of clothing in his hands. He offered them to me. “You can wear these”, he said. “Oh, thank you”, I replied, beaming up at him in gratitude, the blush still probably evident on my face. It was a white T-shirt, which was so big it swallowed me whole, and a pair of his boxer briefs. They were both as soft as a cloud and very comfortable. His clothes smelled like him. I couldn’t quite put my finger on the scent, but it was manly. The fragrance was slightly woody, but also warm and spicy. Like a holiday drink without the vanilla, drank around a toasty fire pit. “I think this is the best I’ve ever seen you look”, he teased. “You should wear my clothes all the time.” At this point, I had grown extremely tired, so a huge yawn came over me, and I quickly blocked my mouth with my hand. Andrew

To say I was worried was an understatement. What could this conversation be about? Was Andrew changing his mind about us? Did he go to brunch with Charissa and suddenly begin to regret having a relationship with someone the same age as his daughter? Did he want to end it immediately? Was he also experiencing guilt for having slept with his best friend’s daughter? There were so many possibilities that could lead to the same conclusion. As dinnertime drew nearer, my worries only intensified. I was barely able to eat anything at all today. I only had a sandwich and a glass of apple juice at lunchtime. I could feel my hands shaking as I got ready. Today was most definitely not a day for eyeliner. I expected the weather to become chilly, but as it was summertime and the sun was setting later, I didn’t want anything that would be too heavy or make me sweat. I settled on a baby blue form-fitting mid-length dress with a gorgeous side-slit, a pair of white strappy heels, a matching jac

Something real was afoot. Over the past month, Andrew and I had been seeing each other several times a week.We had grown very comfortable with each other and were being careful to respect each other’s boundaries.I had not been seeing anyone else, but I wasn’t sure what his life looked like in the romantic realm outside of his relationship with me.I had woken up on most mornings to the sight of this gorgeous human being, either at his penthouse or at my flat.We would have dinner together, cuddle, watch cheesy movies and of course, explore each other’s bodies, but he opened up to me a lot over the past month. Gradually, I learned about what happened to his wife Jane, Charissa’s mother. She had passed away from cancer when Charissa was only six years old, making Andrew a single parent.I learned that they met at uni, fell completely and madly in love, got married and started a family at a very young age.I learned that she bravely battled breast cancer for 3 years before tragically

The office was buzzing with excitement as I walked through the doors. Everyone was discussing the upcoming ‘Leaders in Business’ conference, scheduled to take place in two days, and we were receiving our assignments today. As junior editors, Danielle and I were very excited too. Conferences like these, with so many stories to cover, allowed us to contribute more to the journal. Because the team was so small and the event one of the largest in the world, everyone was assigned individual tasks. I would be covering the Technology in Business panel, where five representatives from the world’s biggest tech companies would discuss how their innovations are leading the field. One of the main reasons I was happy was that Andrew would be on the panel. His expertise and influence in the business world were limitless. His group was involved in nearly every sector, and tech was no exception. My brother Iain would also be at the conference, as he was the president and CEO of the family business,