Daddies Do It Better: Forbidden Desires Duet のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

AriaI’m not sure what Derek said to have two hundred rich kids scrambling for the exit, but they cleared out in two seconds flat…except for Faye, of course. At five feet and five inches of fury, I feel like she can even give Derek a run for his money.She isn’t afraid of anyone, and wasn’t buying whatever Derek was selling. She refused to leave without seeing that I was okay, and of course I don’t exactly look okay, so here I am, sitting on my bed, being interrogated by my cock-blocking BFF.“He fucking what?!” She’s burning a hole through my carpet from all of her pacing.It’s obviously going well. I let out a long sigh, resigned to the fact that she probably isn’t going anywhere anytime soon.“I don’t know where it came from. He’d been pushier lately, but I never thought he was capable of something like this. I mean, we know Shawn. We hang out with him all the time. It just came out of nowhere.”Faye pauses her assault on my floor, and I see a light bulb go off behind her eyes.“Wh

AriaHis hands skirt up my thighs, sliding my nightie up over my hips and setting my skin on fire in the process.“No panties? Such a good girl.” He continues to peel my clothing off, while I grind myself against the growing bulge in his pants. He kisses me long and hard and I feel myself getting closer to coming from this alone.“You look so innocent, but you’re rubbing yourself on my cock like a whore. You want to be your daddy’s little whore, don’t you?”His words are so fucking ugly, but so beautiful at the same time. A complete dichotomy, just like us. “I want this,” and “please” are the only decipherable words tumbling from my mouth.I tug frantically at his shirt, and slide my feet up to the waistband of his pants and kick them off in a frenzy to rid the layers between us. He chuckles at my desperation, but the moment he feels that thick cock rest between my pussy lips, all signs of humor are gone. I’m using my legs to pull him into me, but he doesn’t budge.“I can’t be gentle

Aria “Eat.”“I’m not hungry.”“You haven’t eaten all morning. It’s noon. You’re going to eat.”“Everybody’s looking.”“That’s because we’re two hot motherfuckers.” Derek takes a sip of his Americano completely at ease, sprawled on a chair in front of me in the coffee shop we sit in.Throughout my teenage years, I was so focused on just trying to get by and making sure my mother was off drugs, that studying was a luxury I didn’t have much time for. Of course, some will say it’s just a poor excuse but for me it’s the truth. I couldn’t multi-task. On days Derek was at work, which was always, and I heard my mother throwing up in the bathroom, knowing exactly why she was sick, I couldn’t focus on anything else other than the fact that I needed to make sure that she’s okay.Sure, she’s a lot better now, but I didn’t know she would be.“Maybe people just assume that we’re having lunch as a father and daughter,” I mutter, trying to distract myself from the fact that everybody is looking at

Aria“I wanted to save you, but then something weird happened, Dolly. You turned into someone I never expected you’d be, especially with your kind of upbringing. A good girl, who doesn’t fuck around, who is interested in dancing and dreams about becoming someone great. You looked at me respectfully, but never tried to get too close. Not a gold digger, and not someone who cares aboutmoney too much. I started noticing you, and it was terribly inconvenient, both for my mind and my cock. I wanted to fight it, I didn’t want to be the guy who fucks his step-daughter, it’s bad for business this kind of reputation, but then I realized that you were never actually my daughter. You refused to accept me as your father and I…I never really looked at you fatherly either.”I chuckle sadly. It was the truth. Shifting my weight from one foot to the other, I ask, “So what made you finally let go?”“You,” he responds quietly, squatting down and rearranging the flowers on Kathleen’s grave. Without aski

AriaAnother two weeks tick by, and I’m in love and happy, and it scares the shit out of me. I’m not used to it and fear begins to trickle into my gut. For the first time in my life, I allow myself to feel. I don’t want to lose this. My mom is coming back today and she’s not going to like what she’s going to see.“I can’t believe we changed the locks,” I mutter, fingering the curtain of what is now our bedroom, looking out and trying to spot her car peeking from the main road.“She needs to know we mean business,” Derek says simply, putting his shoes at the edge of the bed. He is getting ready for work.“I’m scared.”“I told you, Dolly, I’m not leaving you here to take the heat. We’re doing this together.”I graduated from high school, alone. I didn’t want Derek to come to my graduation ceremony because I thought it’d be too weird after people had spotted us at the coffee shop, and he respected that. Derek and I have been looking for college courses for me in New York, but I was distr