One night stand with my baby dadd

e. He can't fucking

nning, for a complete two minutes, I hadn't moved my hands. My both p

knew what my face was doing, and I d

sly taking out her time to entertain her so-called husband. Tota

and my hand went

ace when the door

g who was towering behind me. My body recogni

the room feeling smaller and warmer. Before my brain began to process, my body al

rm, the tattoo on his forearm catching the fluorescents of the bathroom, with thick black lines lea

t clutching it, but just there, as if it were his. He stared at

e?" He asked, looking bla

d." He said coming closer

His gaze fixed on me, with those fucking-good-looking eyes that strips me bare by mere looking at me. He ac

as he came even more closer to me. Close enough that I felt his breath brushing

that left me helpless as he fucked my hungry ass that crazy night. He

s breathing heavily at his face. Dorian's stare could get

e a whisper to my ears. The kind you feel before you

ds so as not to feel any need for him and suddenly.... Damnit!...

what happened, honey pot." He didn't smile, and nothing move

pter of being a father and a daughter, his jaw clenched beneath the scruff and the only part of him s

abe

know exactly what my reaction would be. My nails dug into the bottom of

it! Don't do

o what?"

th that same little, unidentifiable curiosity he examined that canvas in the club bar, back when I didn't

said in annoyance and whatever that flashed on his face too quickly for him to identify. My hand fell away from the doorframe, and th

lf, 'Let's both take it that this never

asin, turned off the tap and the mirror reflected me and everything I so de

heard from downstairs, my mother was laughing again at God