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“I’m not sure,” she whispers, her eyes glowing. “He usually goes and talks to Kathy for a while once he clocks out.”
“We have a little bit of time then.” I lean in and press my mouth to her neck, right at the spot where it meets her shoulder, and she sighs, her body melting.
“Definitely.” She circles her arms around my neck and tilts her head to the side, giving me better access as I continue to kiss her throat.
Her scent hits me like a drug, sweet and floral, making my grip on her tighten. I want to devour her. Consume her until she becomes a part of me. Since I left for my trip, I’ve thought about nothing else but her. I was supposed to pay attention to lectures and presentations. Slide shows and video clips about the future of our youth and our country, and I couldn’t focus.
All I could think about was Daisy.
I dip my head, my mouth finding hers, the kiss slow. All-consuming. I revel in the way she devours my mouth. Her eager lips and tongue. How it circles around mine while her hands slide down my chest until they pause in front of my joggers once again.
She wants me. And I want her too. So fucking bad.
Eventually I take over, cupping her face. Slowing the kiss, my tongue thrusting, plundering her mouth. I drop my hands, cupping her ass, teasing the hem of her shorts, the curve of her cheeks and she whimpers, that sound like a shot straight to my dick.
My hands shift to her hips and I steer her backward toward the bed until we both land on the mattress, our legs tangled. A soft huff of laughter leaves her, it turns into a moan when I kiss her deep. I keep her tucked beneath me, rising up to rid myself of my hoodie, tossing it on the floor. Pausing when I catch the way she’s watching me, her gaze eating up my bare chest.
Her hands land on my stomach, the muscles constricting beneath her touch. Her fingers skim downward, pausing to curl around the waistband of my joggers yet again. “Take ‘em off,” I practically growl.
With eager, shaking fingers, she tugs them down, reaching inside to touch me, her fingers curved around my cock, giving it a squeeze just like I taught her. Hard enough to make my eyes cross. Firm enough to have me leaning in, kissing her again.
It’s my turn to devour her. Consume her. And she lets me. We’re lost in each other’s mouths and hands. I’ve got her sports bra shoved up above her breasts, my mouth on her nipples, my hand cupping her pussy as she rocks into my palm. She’s hot and damp and I’m dying to get beneath her shorts. Wondering absently if I have a fucking condom on me—
A door slams. “Sweetie, I’m home!”
I jerk away from her, climbing off the bed, Daisy lying there in the middle of the mattress with a dazed look in her eyes. All over her face.
And then she’s moving, jumping to her feet and tugging her sports bra back into place. Smoothing her hair back with trembling hands, while I stand there like a fumbling idiot, looking around for my hoodie before I finally spot it and tug it back over my head, my dick practically hanging out of the front of my still tugged-down joggers.
Which hasn’t caught on yet that her fucking father has just come home because I’m still as hard as a rock.
“Daisy, where are you?”
I’m shoving my dick back in my pants when the bedroom door swings open, revealing Daisy standing in the center of her room looking freshly fucked, offering an awkward little wave to her father in greeting.
“Hey, Dad,” she says, her voice weak.
Ralph Albright steps into the bedroom, his gaze snagging on me at the last second. The disapproving look that appears on his face says it all.
He’s not happy finding me in his daughter’s bedroom all alone.
“Daisy.” Ralph doesn’t bother looking at me again, his focus solely on his daughter. “Explain what’s going on.”
Silence. The tick of a clock from somewhere in the house reminds me of a bomb about to go off.
“Um, Arch came over. He just got home from his conference and we were doing homework.” Her voice is shaky, her eyes bright and her cheeks flushed. This is exactly what she looks like after she comes. I’m sure her father sees right through her.
Uh huh. Homework.
“I don’t see a single book out.” Ralph scans the room, his hands resting on his hips. “You know you should do your homework in the kitchen if you have—guestsover.”
Considering Daisy never has anyone over, I’m guessing she isn’t aware of that rule.
“Sorry, Daddy,” she whispers, her gaze sliding to mine for a brief second, silently pleading with me to understand.
And I do. I get it. This is the last thing I expected to happen.
Didn’t expect her to try to jump me either so it’s been a day of revelations.
