Daddy's Naughty Girl [Forbidden Fruit Sensual Collection]

but my face. I detect the stern warning in his to

s eyes there. I feel the heat emanating off him, a muscle jumping in his cheek when I arch my back a little. "I'm just having fun, Daddy," I whisper seductively, dropping the tie and

m not lyin

spends it with Eric - and it's for a few hours only. Afterwards, he locks himself in his private off

n, eventually, he's ready to lay back and have fun it'll be to

His son is my best friend - one I'm so thankful for, and I care about the b

still clenched. "You shouldn't be standing so close to me..." his ga

in between my legs. "Oops," I say, blinking innocently. "Bet you feel relieved. How do you breathe in this shirt? I

eenage arse? You're still a child, Lia." The question comes out rushed. He turns away, closing his eyes and shaking his head. "

d for. "Oh my God. You...notice. You do notice what I wear." My joy

opriate," he buttons his shirt back and folds his big arms over his chest. "Now go b

cing breasts, his throat bobbing, working in an awkward pattern when I inch my legs open just a little. Just a tease. Enough so he can catch a glimpse at least of my white-laced thong. "Eric is probably engrossed in his video games and wouldn't need me t

...this i

at his bulging crotch, then back up

h a terr

etermination, his touch blowing up my circuits, shooting electricity through my body. "I haven't been with a woman

th that helpless, sexy gaze. Despite the way my name leaves his throat as as a low growl. A warning. I settle my mouth over the top of his hard lips, my eyes shut. Inhaling, exh

ically like a father to you." Too quickly, he squeezes my knees, letting his fingers brush along my sensitive insides. Slightly higher to my higher thighs. With a breathless curse, he whirls around roughly, taking out a handk

pointed, but instead his words only ma

t stop holding himself back. I'm almost trembling with happiness at this development. If I knew he'd be this responsive earlier, I could've pushed him so

up a startling fifty

more than the little, horny girl he thinks I am. To show