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She's so wet already.
I slide my fingers along her slit, spreading her open.
"More," she demands.
I press against her hard clit and make a little circle.
"Fuck, that's good. More."
I slide my hand down between her swollen lips and find the opening that my cock will stretch wide soon. My dick strains painfully against my pants, begging for release. She's so ready for me, it takes no effort to curl my finger inside her. She squeezes my finger tight. I'll definitely need to go slow when we fuck later.
I'm slowly inching my way inside her when her phone rings from where she set it beside her on the counter.
Her body goes tense.
"Everything okay?"
She nods but doesn't look convinced. "That's my dad's ringtone."
It's like a splash of cold water on my face. I'm knuckle-deep in his daughter's pussy. He'll be mad as hell. Maisy will get spooked and run away.
I can’t let that happen.
Neither of us moves while the phone continues to ring.
"I should answer that. It might be important." She retrieves her phone, but before answering she adds, “Don’t stop. Hey, Daddy."
When I don't move my finger right away, she grabs my wrist and moves my finger for herself. I watch in astonishment as my little angel fucks my finger while talking to her dad.
It feels like a violation of my friendship with Peter, but fuck if I plan to stop. Maisy already has me wrapped around her little finger.
The moment passes too quickly, though.
"Yes, Daddy. I'm sorry. I'll be there in one second."
She hangs up the phone and pushes my hand away. "Sorry. I blocked the driveway. Daddy's waiting for me to move the car."
I want to order her to stay. She's mine now. She doesn't need to obey her father anymore, but I decide that making her choose between me or her family is unfair. Things will go easier for her if she’s not fighting them when we announce our…
What?
I growl deep down in my throat.
I love this woman with my heart and soul, but I force myself to look at it from her perspective. I need to give her a little space or I’m just as big of a jerk as Peter frequently is with her.
I nod. "Of course. The door will be unlocked if you want to come back as soon as you're done."
She looks back and forth between me and the wall that faces her house. "I’d like that. You have no idea how happy that would make me. But I can't. They'll expect me to tell them boring stories about college that make them feel good about the money they send me each month. Now isn't the time to piss them off."
She hops off the counter and trots to the front door.
I doubt she'll ever be coming back. The call spooked her. She'll decide that dating her dad's best friend and life-long neighbor is too strange, too taboo. She’ll tell herself I’m too old and she’s got too much of her own life to live. All I'll have left are my memories and the scent of her on my finger which will fade too quickly.
Before my baby doll walks out the door, though, she turns and says, "Keep the panties to remember me by." She flashes a smile. "Until we meet again and you steal my next pair."
The door slams behind her.
She's gone, but she's left me with the best Christmas gift I could wish for: hope.
