Release Me Father
He’s always got his nose in a book—sometimes some classic, since he’s a lit professor, but just as likely a thriller, and he knows I love a good romance as much as he loves a good save-the-world-from-the-bad-guys adventure.
Maybe the difference is that this is an erotic romance, and a kinky one at that?
I jump up and try to snatch the book away from him, but it’s too late. He opens it at my bookmark, and begins to read out loud in a rich voice, like he’s reading Shakespeare.
Oh, god. It’s the part where the hero gives the heroine a sexy spanking. Hearing Daddy read it is so embarrassing.
Embarrassing, yet hot.
My face burns, and I squirm from humiliation and horniness, pressing my thighs clo