Daddy novel Chapter 4

Our eyes met, he pressed his forehead to mine. Our nose touched. He closed his eyes, as if thinking. And I just looked. I saw how he a tear left his eyes and I felt my heart gets squeeze.

I closed my eyes as I felt my own tear left my eyes too. Did he regret it? Did he felt bad about himself being a father to me? Why is he still forbidden? If regret it, even though I certainly don't ... I'd still respect his feelings ... I'd still ---

I felt his warm lips against my lips. I cried even more. "I love you ..." I felt him whisper. My hands suddenly went to the back of his head, deepening the kiss.

We stayed like that for a few moments. My legs tangled against his waist, one of his hand that were on my cheeks and mine that were on his chest ... and of course his undying erect member still on my inside. Feeling each others presence.

As the minute goes by, it kinda felt awkward. We weren't talking and I felt a little bit uncomfortable since his cock is still on my hole. I wonder what his thinking. I bit my lip, "Da ---"

What I was going to say was cut off when dad's phone rang. The two of us looked at each other. Shit, I sigh in relief. "Y-you should answer that ..." he stammered. I felt him nod. He kissed my forehead before slowly getting up.

I felt how his cock left me, shet. My cheeks are red because I still don't want my pussy to separate. Gosh, its naughty. I saw how daddy left a small smirk. My cheeks got even hotter. I didn't understand but the tension around me eased.

Daddy answered the call, I heard the other line speak before daddy replied. I sat down even though it was still a bit painful, picked up the blanket and wrapped myself. "No, I can't ... Okay ... Bye." He said ending the phone.

I don't know why now all my confidence has waned. "Who called?" I asked in a tiny voice. Lowering my gaze.

"No one important ..." I felt him approach me. He lift my head and put eyes met.

"Why are they calling you in the middle of the night if it's not important?"

"Let's talk," he said. Completely ignoring my question.

"W-we are talking ..." I said defensively. Hiding my blush.

He smirked. "Just now you had the courage, now ..." he mocked.

"Who called?" I asked again. Missing topic. I went to grab his phone that was on his side. He grabbed my hand, and there I saw that he was still naked!

I immediately removed my sight. I cleared my throat. Shit, even alive. I would have taken my hand back in case he didn't let go.

"Oh? Where's your courage?" A taunt. I felt him moved my hands to his shaft. Shit. It's hot. Big. It's hard. He moved my hands up and down. My heart beat is so load. "Ahh baby ..." he moaned. "Baby ... your hand feels so tiny against my cock." My mouth parted. My lips felt so dry.

Until my hand itself moves. His face went near me and I almost let a squeak noise. I gasp. Daddy's lip parted. He sigh. He went to stop my hands.

"Let's talk. Please ... What's the matter?" He asked desperately.

"Ii ..."

"Did you - did you regret what happen? Is that what's this all about?" He asked painfully.

I quickly make my head sideways telling him no. "No ... no daddy. N-no. That's not what it is. I'm just," I sigh. "I'm scared ..." I told him truthfully.

His forehead furrowed. "Scared?"

I nod. "I'm scared ... about ... what's on your ... mind." I stutter. He leaned. "I-- can you please cover that up? I'm distracted ..." he nodded and went to grab his boxers. As soon as he was dressed up, his ears and attention were on me now.