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I am so Horny 

"Jesus", Kate thought to herself, "I am so fucking horny!" She quickly ran down the options to herself. She could watch a porno flick and masturbate, she could read a dirty novel and masturbate, she could hop online and indulge in cybersex and masturbate, she could call a "personals" telephone line, have phone sex and masturbate. The option were just not appealing. She had reached the point where her own touch was not going to be enough to send her over the edge this time around. She picked up the phone.
"Hi Bradley," she chirped into the phone when he answered.
She could hear the smile in his voice as he answered her. "Hey babe. Whatcha up to?" he asked in his deep mellow tones.
They had a friendship, mostly. Oh, there were some warmer feelings there, but basically it was the kind of friendship based on physical attraction and mutual release. In short, they were fuck buddies. If he was in need of relief he gave her a jingle. If she was the one with the primal urges, she could give him a call. They could talk about current events, his life, her boyfriends, work, and all the other good stuff, but when you got right down to it, they dealt best together when they were naked and doing the horizontal mambo.
"Nothin' much," she responded to him. "What are you doing this afternoon, anyway?" she decided to be honest.
He laughed. He could tell by the tone in her voice, she wanted to be fucked. And Kate wanted it now. It wasn't a problem with him. He genuinely liked her, and cared about her feelings, but what he adored most about her was her body and what he could do with it.
He decided to tease her. "Well..." he drew out the word and followed it by a pause.
"Well, what?" she rose to the bait like he knew she would.
"Well, I really have some work to do. And I am kind of tired. I may take a nap. It has been a rough week," he told her with a serious tone in his voice.
"I can think of the perfect way to relax you," she interjected with a suggestive tone in her voice.
Bradley laughed again. "And how is that, my darling slut?" he asked her as he lowered his voice.
"Invite me over, and I'll show you," Kate answered as she felt a thrill run through her lower regions. Damn, he was turning her on already!
He felt a twitch in his cock at the thought of her naked before him, and he assented. "Come over now, then, I have things to do." He sighed, for show of course, "I can't spend all day taking care of your cunt." He knew how much she loved to be talked dirty to, and he loved to oblige her.
"I'll be there in five minutes," she said, and hung up the phone before he could say anything else.
She quickly ran into her bedroom, slipped out of her nightgown and threw on a sundress. It was black with flowers all over it, and had spaghetti straps over her shoulders. It was tight around her breasts and since she couldn't wear a bra with it, so she decided to leave her panties off too. As she skipped down the stairs of her apartment, she giggled to herself. Her tits were bouncing to beat the band, and she laughed at the thought of actually getting a black eye from hitting herself in the face with them.
Kate hopped in the car and away she went. She was going to get laid!
After making the ten block trip to Bradley's apartment, she found a parking spot on the street right in front. She got out of the car and looked around. It was a nice old Victorian house that had been turned into apartments. There was a huge old oak tree in the front yard, casting its shadows over the front porch that ran the length of the house. Bradley's apartment was on the first floor, and she bounded up the two steps and rang the bell.
"Come in!" she heard him holler from somewhere inside, and she opened the heavy door and let herself in. The apartment was cool, even for the heat of the summer, and he had no need of air conditioning. There were ceiling fans in each room, however, wafting the cool air and making goose-pimples erupt along her arms.
"Where are you?" she asked.
"Back here," he called and she followed his voice in the direction of the bedroom. He had a huge bedroom, with a king sized bed as the centerpiece. The hardwood floors creaked beneath her as she made her way through the hallway, and as she walked through the doorway, she stopped suddenly.
"Oh MY!" she breathed as she surveyed the scene before her.
Bradley was nude and he was standing in the center of the room. His cock was half hard, and he was smiling at her. The bed was stripped of its coverings except for a purple sheet and two pillows. But what really caused the sharp twinge of excitement to run through her entire body was what was on the bed. Lying on the bed was an exquisite blonde female. She looked like she was in her early twenties. Her tits were medium sized, probably about a B cup. She was slim and fair complected, and her pussy was completely shaven. She was in bondage. Her arms were tied to the headboard and her legs were spread wide and somehow tied to the bed posts at the foot of the bed. She was blindfolded and gagged, with headphones on her ears. Kate could just make out the sounds of classical music coming from the phones.
Bradley chuckled to himself as he watched Kate's thoughts cross her face. She would be so disappointed to know how transparent she was, but he loved it. He could always tell what she was thinking, even when she tried to hide it. Right now, confusion and embarrassment were dueling with curiosity and more than a bit of lust.
"I. Um. I... Well," she stammered, taken aback. She didn't even give a thought to the idea that Bradley might be entertaining someone else when she called. And good Lord... he could have just told her he was busy! But she couldn't take her eyes off of the woman.
Bradley approached Kate slowly, not taking his eyes from her face. He so enjoyed taking her places she had never been before. This was something they had talked about. He wanted to see her with another woman, but she had always said that it didn't turn her on. By the looks of her erect nipples, she had been lying to him, and maybe to herself.
"Kate, meet Tawny. She is ours to play with," he spoke softly as he reached out to touch Kate's tits. "I want you to try this." He smiled as her eyes flew to his, and he saw the chaos inside of her reflected there. He flicked the nearest strap off of her shoulder, and watched the front of her sundress peel down, exposing her breast.
Kate was much more generously endowed than the blonde in bondage. Her tits measured a magnificent 42DDD, with dark pink nipples that he loved to tease. One time, he had bound them and sucked and licked and bit them until they both could see that her nips had grown to the size of grapes. That was when he had taken out the digital camera and snapped a few pics for them both to enjoy at a later time.
Right now, though, he walked behind her and pulled the other half of her dress down. Without her tits to cling to, it slid all the way to the floor, puddling beneath her. "Such a slut," he teased her. "No panties either? You DO need to be fucked, don't you sweetheart?" And he slapped her across her ass. Her breath drew in sharply, but she didn't say anything.
Kate's mind was whirling. What did he expect from her, she wondered to herself. Bradley was so kinky that he always kept her on her toes, but this was a little too much. But the sexy slut inside her told her not to leave. The smack on her bottom was nothing - they had played with much more serious S & M than that. When Bradley reached around her and pulled her against him, she felt his semi-erect cock against the warmth of her ass and she wiggled a bit. He cupped her tits and pulled on her nipples while he rubbed his cock up and down the cleft of her bottom. And the things he was saying. Good God, he was making her so hot!
"Look at her tits, Kate. See how hard her nipples are? They are like little pebbles. Wouldn't you like to taste them? And you can just make out how wet her cunt is from here. Tawny has the sweetest pussy juice, Kate. Almost as sweet as yours. She doesn't get QUITE as wet as you do, but can you see it? There is a wet spot right underneath her where she is leaking all over the bed."
Kate squinted and trained her eyes right between the blonde's spread legs. Sure enough, there was a dark stain where she was dripping her pussy lube. "Ohhh..." Kate sighed as she looked. She was speechless. Not many people in the world could render Kate mute, but Bradley could, and did. It was what made their fuck friendship so incredible.
Bradley pushed Kate closer and closer to the bed. He was going to do it, he decided. He wanted to see what she would do. He knew Kate was excited. He could feel the heat from between her legs and could smell her arousal. Kate got wetter than any woman he had ever met. Whether she was tied up and teased mercilessly, or just pounded hard by his relentless fucking, he always had to wash the sheets when they were finished.
They were standing next to the blonde now. Bradley continued to tell Kate how aroused she was. It was part of the humiliation factor that got her excited. "You know why I let you come over, Kate?" And he continued without giving her a chance to say anything. "I let you come over here because I knew that a slut like you would get off on this. I knew that someone who needs it as bad as you do would let me... no... would WANT me to share her with you. I know you said you weren't attracted to other women, but come ON, Kate..." he ran a finger through Kate's dripping gash. "Taste yourself. See how hot you are at the thought of this." He held his finger up to her mouth.
Kate opened her mouth and let him insert his finger. She tasted her juices and she knew that he was right. She WAS a slut. She WAS turned on by this whole situation. She sucked instinctively on the finger, and allowed him to insert another.
Bradley's cock was fully erect now, and with Kate sucking away at his fingers, he felt little pulses running up and down it. He knew what she could do when she sucked his cock, and he had every intention of allowing her to give him head today. But not before...
Kate froze as he took his fingers out of her mouth. She looked on in amazement as he climbed on the bed between Tawny's bound legs and positioned his hard cock at the small pink opening to her pussy. He looked over at Kate and smiled. "Don't you wish you were her, sweet Kate?" And he plunged the entire length of his cock into the blonde.
Tawny's reaction was as extreme as it could be for a woman bound and gagged. Kate could just make out small moans from around the gag, and she grew jealous. She knew what it felt like to have Bradley's thick prick buried deep inside her cunt, and that was the feeling that she craved. Kate slowly knelt on the floor beside the bed and glued her eyes on the junction of the two bodies. Bradley's cock had the vein on the bottom pulsing. She could see it. And his entire manhood was slick with pussy juice. Kate was amazed as she watched the woman's tiny hole stretch around the turgid cock. In and out. In and out. In and out. Bradley had a rhythm to his thrusts. He didn't fuck the blonde hard or fast, but in a steady motion that had Kate reaching down to her own pussy to tease her clit. It was the most arousing thing she had ever seen. The fucking right before her eyes was driving her crazy.
Bradley was enjoying the feeling of Tawny's pussy around his cock. She was hot and wet and the walls of her cunt clung to him. He was struggling with his instinct to pound into her with all of his might, but that wasn't part of his plan. He looked down at Kate and smiled when he saw where her hand was. She was hot alright, he thought to himself. He wanted to see what she would do next.
"Kate. Kate? Kate!" he called her name quietly but commandingly, finally getting her attention. Her dilated brown eyes rose to his and she looked at him questioningly, never stopping the caressing of her pussy.
Her eyes clung to his. "What?" she asked. She ran her forefinger over the top of her clit and her eyes started to slide shut with the feeling.
"Kate! Look at me now!" he compelled her to look at him again. "Stop playing with your cunt." He watched as she slowly took her hand away from her pussy and she moaned. He reached out, while still embedded in Tawny's grasping walls, and twined his hand around the long length of Kate's brown hair. He pulled her toward him onto the bed.
As she climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees, Kate saw Tawny's body freeze. With a moment of clarity, Kate realized that the blonde had no idea that there was a third person in the room. Kate's cunt twinged at the thought. She wondered what Tawny was thinking, but then Kate's rational side disappeared as Bradley pulled his cock completely out of Tawny. It pointed skyward, it was so hard, and Kate could see his balls pulled up tight behind the length of his prick.
Bradley pulled Kate closer so that her face was in front of his cock. "Now, Kate. Suck me. I want you to taste how sweet Tawny is. Lick her wetness from my cock." He stopped smiling as Kate's eyes flew to his. Her head jerked in his grasp, and he knew that she would have moved away if she could. She needed some more convincing, he thought to himself. He reached underneath her to her dangling tits. He pulled harshly on one of her nipples, almost as if milking her. "Kate! You know that you want this. Your mouth is watering for a taste of my cock, isn't it, my slut? You know how much you like to drink down my juices. I want you to suck me off. Now!"
He smiled as he watched Kate's mouth open and her pink tongue came out. She tentatively licked at the head of his cock. And as she realized that it wasn't so bad, she became more enthusiastic at the blow job. He rewarded her by easing his grip on her breast, pinching but more gently, to keep her aroused as she sucked him off.
Kate was horrified at what she was doing. She was licking another woman's pussy juice off of Bradley's cock. This had to be the farthest she has sunk in her pursuit of sexual pleasure, part of her brain told her. But the slutty part of her mind told her that it really wasn't bad tasting at all. In fact, it really wasn't that much different from when she sucked him off after he fucked her own cunt. In fact, Slut Kate's mind told her, it kind of tasted good. The mixture of Tawny's juices when Bradley oozed a little pre-cum was absolutely delicious, in fact. Kate stopped thinking again.
Bradley groaned as he felt Kate swallow the head of his cock. Jesus... she had never deep throated him before! It was all he could do to maintain his control as he felt the narrowness of her gullet around him. And her tongue was just darting all over the shaft, driving him insane with lust. He needed to concentrate on something else.
He reached his free hand out to Tawny's pussy. He had one hand teasing Kate's nipple, and the other was now doing the same to Tawny's clit. He set up a similar rhythm with each, enjoying the way the two women were wriggling around. Kate's mouth suddenly redoubled its suction, and Bradley moaned and pulled out before he shot his wad. He had one more thing he wanted before he allowed himself the bliss of climax.
Kate looked up Bradley's face. Dammit, she thought, she wanted to drink him down. Now! She followed his gaze to where his left hand was pulling on Tawny's clit. The wet spot underneath the bound woman had grown, and Kate could see more clear fluid oozing from the pink slit that was spread open before her eyes.
Bradley took his hand from Tawny and held his shiny fingers up before Kate's lips. "Do it, Kate. Taste her again. You know you want to. Lick her from my fingers." And he watched as Kate's pink lips opened and her pink tongue began to clean his hand. With his other hand, Bradley finally touched Kate's wet cunt. Her moan was from the soul, and he felt her shudder as he thrust two fingers inside of her. She was hot as an oven, and as slippery as silk.
He fingerfucked her slowly as she sucked his hand clean. He knew she would get off on this, he thought to himself. She was as sexual as he was, and he loved pushing the envelope with her. She hadn't disappointed him yet.
Finally, he pulled his fingers from her mouth and from her pussy. She looked up at him again.
"You know, sweet Kate. You have already tasted her. What is the difference if you lick it from the source?" he remarked in a conversational tone, although at the thought his cock jerked.
Kate's rational mind reared up again. What did he think of her to think that she would do THAT? Hadn't she told him that she didn't want to be with another woman? They played some wonderful games together, but wasn't this going TOO far?
But then Bradley spoke again. His words cut right through Kate's common sense and went straight for her pussy. "You know... I have always wanted to fuck you while you eat out another woman. What do you say, slut Kate? If you lick Tawny's pussy, I will fuck the hell out of your needy cunt. Wouldn't you like that? Don't you want to feel my nice hard cock deep inside you, splitting you open? Mmm... come on Kate... do it..." and he began turning her body around so that her head was directly in front of the bound blonde's slit.
Kate looked up at the wet pinkness before her eyes. She felt Bradley behind her, stroking his cock up and down her own dripping slot, and she shuddered. When he put just the head of his manhood at the opening to her body, she drew a deep breath. Tawny's arousal filled her nostrils. After all, she had already done it, more or less. And getting fucked would at least take her mind off of what she was doing, she thought.
Kate dropped her head, stuck her tongue out and ran it up the length of the blonde's gash. It didn't taste bad, she thought. Bradley's cock penetrated her a couple of inches. Kate stopped to concentrate on the flesh penetrating her, and the cock withdrew. "I said eat her, Kate. You lick her good and I will fuck you good. Tit for tat," Bradley's voice chuckled over her shoulder.
Kate inhaled again. And then she began to lick the Tawny's cunt the best she could. Her tongue ran up one side of the blonde's swollen inner lips and down the other, and then she zeroed in on the small pink hole. Her tongue thrust inside Tawny's passage, and she felt the other woman freeze and then began shuddering. The blonde was wriggling as much as she could in her bondage, and it felt to Kate like she was trying to force Kate's tongue deeper into her. Her hips bucked and Kate felt the other woman's juices increase.
Bradley was good as his word. He could see Tawny's body squirming, and he could hear the slurps from Kate's face as she pressed it into the blonde's pussy. He drove his cock all the way into Kate's buttery cunt and began to fuck her the way she liked best. He withdrew slowly, till the head of his cock was just touching her hole, and then quickly slammed the entire length of himself back into her willing wetness. He could hear her muffled moans as he bottomed out time and time again. Slowly, he picked up the pace as they both liked, till he was driving in and out of her as quickly as he could.
Kate wasn't thinking anymore. She was just feeling and tasting. As she licked Tawny's cunt, she reveled in the thick cock that was plundering her tight channel. The friction of Bradley's balls slapping against her clit with every thrust was pushing her closer to orgasm. She wailed into the blonde's pussy as she felt Bradley reach down and pinch her tiny kernel of nerves between his thumb and forefinger. Tawny's pussy walls were snapping and clenching every time Kate licked inside of her. Kate wanted the bound woman to feel the pleasure she herself was feeling, so she licked up to Tawny's erect pearl of flesh. She quickly passed her tongue over it, enjoying the feeling of Tawny's back arching up towards her and then covered it with her entire mouth and sucked. Kate used the same suction she used when she brought ecstasy to her male lovers, and it had the same results.
Bradley watched Tawny's back arch so hard he thought she might break. She froze in that position and then he heard her scream, even through the gag. She fluttered like a fish gasping for air as she climaxed harder than he had ever seen her do before. He knew it was only a matter of time until he exploded from the excitement of the entire afternoon, so he pulled extra hard on Kate's clit. He watched her back arch too, and then he felt her cunt clench and convulse around his cock. Kate wasn't gagged, and he heard her scream, muffled though it was by the blonde's pussy, as she orgasmed just seconds after Tawny. Not one to lag behind, Bradley rammed his cock as deep into Kate's channel as he could and felt his balls melt as he spurted his essence deep inside her warmth.
As they slowly regained their breath, Bradley slowly slipped his softening cock from Kate's pussy. He collapsed on the bed next to her and she just looked at him and smiled.
"MUCH better than masturbation," she smirked at him.

BEST OF IT...

I was introduced to a girl who I'll call Kara by a family member almost ten years ago. We were both about 18. We took kickboxing class together. I instantly had the biggest crush, curvy hips, nice big ass but not too big. Nice perky Cs. Very light brown straight hair. Fit tight body. One of those plain faces that are beautiful and attractive in a unique way. Not too mention seeing her in action during class was a huge turn on.
I was young, shy and inexperienced when we met and couldn't make a move to even talk to her really other than simple Hi and Bye. It didn't help that we were both quiet introverted types. We caught each other staring at each other all the time and would quickly look away. It was stupid. We'll fast forward through the years. I gained confidence and experience but things would never quite line up when it came to us. Either she would be dating someone or I would. Well after breaking up with my ex a few months back, for the first time since we first met, we are both single.
We reconnected during the holidays randomly, we both had matured a lot and weren't shy or awkward anymore. Over the course of the next couple months we hung out several times but neither of us would make a move. I was hung up on not wanting to enter into another relationship just yet. I mentioned that to her and she was totally understanding and continued to want to hang out. I decided maybe we could make this a casual thing and not be exclusive.
Finally, last night we went and saw a movie with my roommate and another friend. It was a late showing and we decided to hit a bar afterwards. Drinks start flowing, we're all feeling pretty loose. We go back to our place and drink some more and bullshit on youtube. It gets really late and obviously we make everyone stay there. I say she can sleep in my room and offer her a pair of gym shorts to sleep in. She accepts without hesitation and we get in bed. That's when 10 years of tension is released. She leans over and says, "Why haven't you kissed me yet?" I don't say a word and pull her in and the passionate make out session commences. Her lips are so soft and her soft moaning instantly makes me rock hard. I take off her shirt and slip her bra straps down. I slowly expose her tits and am surprised that they are seemingly bigger than I imagined. I gladly slip her nipple into my mouth and begin sucking and teasing. Her moans are driving me nuts. I unhook the bra and toss it aside and pull the gym shorts off that she's been wearing all but 10 minutes. This reveals a sexy black thong perfect for me to grab her supple ass and grind her into me. Things are pretty steamy at this point. I'd like to mention that I haven't had any kind of release in a couple of weeks (no masturbation, nothing). I'm horny as fuck. I strip down and slowly pull off her thong and look down at her and take it all in.
This was a long time coming, the site of her completely nude staring up at me longingly in my bed is too much. I start kissing her inner thighs and all around the area except her pussy lips and clit. Her hips try to direct me there but I wait. I finally allow a few light kisses before I make my way up her body. I feel a belly button ring that I never noticed before on the way up. My lips find hers, and we begin making out again. My cock is right up against her, we grind on each other slowly and I can feel plenty of moisture by this point. At one point I pull my hips back a bit right as she does the same and my cock slips down right onto her lips. I can feel how wet and warm she is. So wet that I slip right in and we both let out a moan full of ecstasy. I penetrate her slowly and she pulls me tighter and whispers my name. That first contact, that first thrust was magical. We hold this position for a bit and just enjoy it before continuing.
My God I've never felt so hungry for something. I start with slow thrusts trying to penetrate further each time. We are still lip locked with me on top in the most intimate embrace two humans can feel. The moment is almost too much and I can feel myself losing control. The warmth and wetness is too much and I pull out quickly as I wanted this moment to last. I go down on her for a bit much to her delight. I reach in my nightstand grab a condom and slip it on like a pro and pull her hips to the side of the bed. Standing up I enter her and grab one leg and pull it to my chest and start thrusting. She immediatly starts moaning louder than she had, saying my name at random. I pump steadily and take in the view, this is the girl I've wanted for so long. I grab a handful of her breast and lean back in to kiss her as I'm fucking her. The closeness of this position is amazing. I can sense we both can't believe its finally happening. I pull out and order her to turn around. The sight of that ass I've stared at so many times, exposed with her on all fours is heavenly. I grab her hips, she guides my cock into her still sloppy wet pussy and I continue the pounding. As I'm thrusting I would either be holding on for dear life by her ass/hips or her hair and maybe her arm. I thrust as I deep as I can into her and she moans with delight everytime.
I turn her back over, her face is completely flushed now, I enter her the same way as the first position, pull her close, kiss her long and deep as I begin thrusting faster. I'm close. It's all perfect. I feel myself losing it. I whisper her name this time as I start to go over the edge. I think she can feel me peaking and pulls me tight into her, making out, thrusting, breathing heavily, I explode and blow a huge load that had been pent up for 2 weeks or 10 years. You decide. As I wind down, all I can hear are the sounds of our heavy breathing and her slightly giggling and letting out a satisfied sigh. She says, "Wow. That went from 0 to 60." We lay in bed and immediately pass out. It's pretty early in the morning by this point.
The next day it still felt like a dream. I think about it all day and it makes me horny all over again. I have a feeling we'll be doing it all over again very soon. Was it worth the wait? Absolutely. To be continued...

· I Shouldn't Feel This Way- Chapter 2

I Shouldn't Feel This Way- Chapter 2
By
SweetestSins

I Shouldn't Feel This Way- Chapter 2

Tags: father, daughter, incest, daddy, fucks, love,

What happens when a young father and daughter are reunited again after 16 years?

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Chapter 2 So there I was, walking out of the courtroom when I felt a strong warm hand grab my arm.

“Aria—” His voice was deep and husky and his touch made me shiver. I slowly turned around and looked into my father’s ocean eyes. The intensity of his stare was intimidating me, but he softened his expression and I noticed a hint of a sad yet subtle smile, before he pulled me into his arms and hugged me.

My god his cologne was intoxicating me. And his body…oh his body was so warm and muscular. I could tell that his incredibly fit physique was well hidden underneath the expensive fabric of his clothes.

I felt my heart rate slow down, as I held my breath, my eyes filling with tears. Why was this happening to me? Why was I getting so emotional? Maybe because all my life, I felt so unloved and unwanted, thrown away like a piece of trash and now here I was, finally reunited with the man who made me, my father, and all I could feel was heart break because I knew….I knew as soon as I saw him and discovered who he was, that I could never ever love this man as a father. He was a walking Adonis in life form, a God that created me, and when he enveloped his arms around me so tenderly, I knew that I would worship my creator forever, no matter how angry and hurt I was underneath. The faded traces of Noah Hunter’s name had been scarred on my heart ever since I was old enough to learn who he was, and in that moment, while I was within his warm and loving embrace, I felt my heart set ablaze resurrecting my love for him like a phoenix from the flames.

“Aria, I’m so sorry I’ve missed out on so many years.” He sounded like he was trying to hold back his most vulnerable emotions from betraying him. Noah sounded genuinely hurt.

I was frozen like a statue, I couldn’t move.

“We have to get going.” My mother said bitterly.

I felt him slowly release me and hold my arms while his eyes scanned me from head to toe, my face flushing in heat as I averted my eyes.

“God you’re so beautiful, you’re beautiful Aria.”

He extended his arm and reached for the side of my face, stroking my cheek in the most gentle and affectionate way that it made me want to cry again.

“Let me take her out to dinner Emily.”

“You can take her out to dinner on the weekend.” My mother held my hand and pulled me towards her. She looked incredibly uncomfortable being around my father. Probably because he was a waking sex symbol. I haven’t the slightest clue how she could’ve refused his offer of marriage. My step dad Rob was a balding fat slob, while my father…my father, (just saying those words out loud in my head makes me feel such a strong sense of pride) he was perfection, and if not a God, a demigod for sure. I can’t believe I’m in the same gene pool as this man.

“Why don’t you ask Aria before you decide for her.” His tone sounded angry, but I could tell that he was trying to control it. Perhaps my father was a temperamental kind of guy. He did give off this intimidating vibe. Maybe because I thought he was beautiful beyond human comprehension, like a fallen angel, you naturally shy away when his eyes cascade over you. He must’ve been a super masculine man, with testosterone levels much too high, since he knocked my mom up!

“I’d like to go.” It’s like the words came out of my mouth before I even thought of a response, almost as if my body and my soul already knew where they belonged; in Noah Hunter’s presence, by his side. I was shocked by my newfound loyalty to him to say the least. This man could’ve spared me from so much pain, loneliness, and heartache, had he only made the effort to have fought for me sooner. I made a promise to myself to address these things to him.

“Aria, your dad’s expecting us back for dinner.” Mom glared at me.

“He’s not her dad, I am.”

Is this for real?? Did my dad just stick up for me? I felt my heart flutter and my stomach tighten in knots when he stood behind me and rested his hands on my shoulders. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, sending shivers all down my spine.

“He’s more of a father to her than you ever were. Where were you the last 16 years?”

“You moved away Emily!”

“You could’ve easily found us Noah!”

“Mom, please. We’ve had a long and stressful afternoon, please don’t fight. I just want to catch up and ask him those questions that you couldn’t answer.”

She gave me a worried look and then scowled at my dad.

“Don’t dictate to her Em.”

“Like the way your bitch of a mother dictated to you? Don’t worry, I won’t.”

I felt the loss of contact as he dropped his hands from my shoulders.

“No need for low blows.” There was an icy undertone in his voice.

“Have her home by eight o clock, the latest and I mean it.”

I suddenly felt so happy and nervous at the same time. You know that feeling you get when you get to spend time with your crush? It feels amazing and agonizing all at once…that’s how I was feeling.

“Eight, got it.”

oOo
My dad whistled and waved at a taxi cab as a yellow vehicle pulled up to the curb near the front street of the court house. He opened the door for me and let me in first.

“After you.” He beamed at me all gentlemanlike and then moved in next to me before slamming the door shut.

“Take us to Per Se restaurant.”

I heard him give directions to the cab driver while I strapped on my seat belt. God was I nervous. I was just hoping that he wouldn’t hear my heart hammering in my chest.

He leaned back into his seat, took a deep breath and turned his head to look at me. It was a little unnerving because I suddenly felt insecure about my physical appearance.

“You’re more beautiful than I imagined.” He brushed back a dark strand of my silky hair behind my ear and I shivered in reaction.

“Look at me.” His tone was gentle and pleading at the same time.

I turned my head and met his gaze with caution. Those penetrating blue eyes were killing me. He looked surprisingly tan considering it was almost winter; probably because he lived in a warmer climate than me.

“Wow…you really have my eyes.” He smiled warmly.

“Yours are lighter.” I mumbled.

“But yours are alluring.”

No one had ever complimented me like that before. I’m sure he must’ve noticed the rosy pink blush that spread across my cheeks. Growing up, I felt like a tom boy, but all that changed once I hit puberty. I wanted to paint my nails, do my hair, wear makeup, dress up in girly things and once my breasts got big enough, I was definitely attracting all male attention to myself at school. If there’s one thing I prided myself on, it was my body. I really took care of it because I was athletic.

But sitting in that cab next to…my dad, made me feel inferior to his beauty, he was too handsome for words, like an immortal being that never aged and remained eternally youthful. His face was clean shaven and my eyes soon wandered down to his hands, they looked big and strong and very clean, unlike Rob’s nasty finger nails and laboured calloused hands.

I noticed a platinum wedding band on his left ring finger. “You’re married?” I just blurted it out.

“Yes, I got married two years ago. My wife’s name is Vanessa. I’d love for you to meet her when you visit us in California.”

I was silent and suddenly uncomfortable.

“Forgive me, if you decide to visit. I would never force you to do anything you’re not ready to do Aria. You have my word on that.”

Why did I feel like crying? Of course he’d be married. Who wouldn’t want to marry this man? He was successful, probably rich since he was a lawyer, and unbelievably attractive.

“Do I have any other brothers and sisters?”

“Unfortunately no, but we’re trying. Hopefully soon.”

The thought made me sick to my stomach. I didn’t want any more siblings, but in truth, my subconscious was hiding a much darker secret…I didn’t want my dad making babies with any one. Period.

“I know everything may feel overwhelming for you at the moment, but I promise not to rush things, I just want to spend the evening catching up at your pace.”

I fixed my eyes on my hands and fidgeted with the zipper of my faux leather handbag.

“Do you like Gucci? Prada?”

Although I have never owned anything from those famous designer brands, I was sure as hell familiar with the names.

“Yeah…what girl doesn’t?” I laughed nervously.

“Great, I’ll take you out shopping on Saturday and we can buy you a new handbag.” His lips curved up into a half smile and I just melted.

I was trying to force my brain into accepting the fact that my father was offering to take me out and spoil me. I couldn’t tell if I was in a nightmare or a dream. A nightmare because I understood the fact that I wasn’t supposed to feel this way about my dad, and yet I still did, and a dream because he appeared to possess one of the qualities I always wanted in a father; spoiling and pampering his daughter.