My legs were shaking as I stepped up behind the couch. She hadn't noticed me staring at her. Thank god. Flipping the blanket into the air above my daughter, I draped it over her body. Her eyes were closed, but she murmured another thanks. A few seconds later, she started to snore. For a minute, I just stood there, watching her sleep. My eyes couldn't help but drift down, tracing the outline of her body the blanket displayed. The contours of her breasts were quite visible, and I could even see her nipples impressed on the blanket. It took every shred of willpower I could muster not to reach out and pull the blanket down, just for a little peek.What the ever living hell was wrong with me? Stiffly, I did an about-face and forced myself to walk down the hall. As I crawled into bed a minute later, my erection was raging rabidly. I ignored it, though. As much as I could, anyway. It plagued me for the better part of the night, preventing me from resting fully.The following morning, Olivia
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