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Touch Me, Daddy NINE
I loosened the laces on my golf shoes and opened up my shoulders, but Skye was on my mind. We had been seeing each other for two weeks, and while it had gotten easier to avoid being discovered, keeping our relationship a secret was difficult for me. We were almost together 24 hours a day, and I had reached the stage where I was leaving work to meet her. We had a great time together, and not just because of the hot, steamy sex. We also enjoyed outings to the park, nighttime strolls through the neighborhood, supper at some of New York's oddest restaurants, and whatever else we could think of to keep ourselves under the radar. When Spencer would invite me to go golfing or out to dinner, I gave up resisting. The only result of resisting would be to appear suspicious. Maybe it was for the best that Spencer and I became closer. Perhaps then, when he did learn about everything, he would react a little more calmly than I had anticipated.I had no idea what I was doing, but I knew I wanted to
Touch Me, Daddy TEN
Skye My closest friend and I were in the café on another busy Monday morning. We had more than plenty to speak about because everything with Derek was going so well, and I was very grateful to have her by my side. However, the venue was fuller than it often is on a Monday. I so initially had very little time to speak to her. Numerous clients arrived as they emerged from the elevator with their typical Monday expressions. Everyone in the Avalon neighborhood never seemed to be in a good mood as the week got underway, and the majority of them flaunted how hard they had partied over the weekend by walking about. Never in my life have I seen so many middle-aged individuals suffering from hangovers. It was similar to working in a college dorm after a long weekend while seeing how everyone appeared to be half-dead. Despite the fact that my father had woken up in a less than pleasant mood, I felt fantastic and had a terrific attitude.Mandy and I got to work replenishing supplies for the lun
Touch Me, Daddy ELEVEN
DerekI was relieved that this week was half finished. I was unsure of my capacity for more. Skye and the conclusion I had reached while playing golf with her father had been on my mind nonstop. Since, deep down, I truly didn't want to end things with her, I hadn't been able to summon the courage to call her over. Nevertheless, there were a lot of things at risk, and our connection could absolutely destroy everything.My phone was vibrating on the side table next to the couch, so I sighed and went to get it. The moment I saw Skye's name on the screen, my chest began to tingle. I didn't want to pick up the phone, but I knew I couldn't ignore her.“Hey,” I said, answering .“Hey. I wanted to see if I could come by,” she said .“Sure,” I replied. “The door will be open .”“Okay,” she said. “Be there in five .”I smiled and looked up from the couch when she entered the room. In a small T-shirt with a rainbow on the front and a pair of short knit shorts, she looked adorable. She strutted
Touch Me, Daddy TWELVE
SkyeI was jolted out of my deep sleep when light filtered through the blinds in Derek's bedroom. I grinned, feeling more at ease than I ever had before as I could still feel Derek's arms around me. From the way he handled my anxious outbursts to the frequent laughter he brought me, to how passionately we connected, everything about him made me feel good inside. It felt more natural for me to wake up in his arms, on his bed, and in his apartment than anything else I had ever done.While listening to him move behind me, I moved my hands up and down his arms. I flipped over and kissed his nose as I waited for his eyes to gradually open. When he saw that I was still there and that we were still bundled up under the covers, he pulled me in closer and grinned. He gave the time a quick check before sitting down next to me and ran his fingers through my tangled mass of hair.“Good morning, handsome,” I whispered .“Good morning, beautiful,” he said, smiling. “I’m glad you’re still here .”“M
Touch Me, Daddy THIRTEEN
DerekFinally, the end of the work week rolled around, something that had seemed so far away just a couple days before. I loved my company, but I needed a break with the amount of work we were putting into these new projects. I was barely getting any sleep at night, and I missed having Skye in my bed when I woke up in the morning .I climbed out of bed and made my way to the bathroom, where I shaved and showered, but I took my time doing so. It was Friday, and I deserved a little bit of relaxation just like everyone else at the office .When I was done with that, I picked out a nice Armani suit, a dark teal button-up, and a dark gray tie, nodding in approval at myself in the mirror. I did my hair slowly and methodically, not wanting to look like a mobster with slicked-back hair. When I was done, I made a cup of coffee and put it in a travel mug, not wanting to deal with the lines at the café, especially since Skye didn’t start working until the afternoon .I walked quickly through th
Touch Me, Daddy FOURTEEN
Skye The lights were flashing across the entire club, and the music was loud. We ultimately settled on going to the Expose Club despite my promise to Mandee that we would have a girls' night out. The fact that I never had to wait in line to enter the club and that my father was well-known made this place appealing to me. Mandee enjoyed it because it allowed her to relax, have a few drinks, flirt with gorgeous people, and let all the stress from her graduate school worries go. In light of the recent anxiety that everyone had experienced, it was undoubtedly an excellent use of our time on a Saturday night. Derek had already sounded troubled when we spoke the last time, which worried me. I let all of it go, though, and tried to have fun as Mandee and I danced around the club while admiring the sight. I wanted to make sure Mandee enjoyed herself because she didn't go out much. We had a few drinks to start, did some dancing, and then stopped for a while to have a few more drinks before g
Touch Me, Daddy FIFTEEN
Derek I swore as I grabbed the boiling-over saucepan and burnt my hand. I was preparing supper for Skye, but my anxiety was out of control. I would have to tell her about David and explain to her that we had to let everyone know about us since time was running out. I knew the talk would be challenging since I wasn't sure which direction to go in. David could inform everyone, which would have a negative impact on all of us. I could approach Spencer and the press before David to try to ease some of the burden. Or, and this was hardly a concept in my head at the time, I could cut things up with Skye and hope she realized it was for her own benefit. As the entrance door opened and closed, my thoughts were jolted. Skye had arrived, and I was beginning to lose the last of my courage. I leaned in and kissed her passionately since she seemed so comfortable, almost unrecognizable. She smiled and said, "Well hello." I responded, "Hey," while feigning anxiety. "How's it going? ” She grinned
Touch Me, Daddy SIXTEEN
Skye As his cock moved up till it touched my neck and then pushed back down, I could feel how hard it was as it pressed between my titties. I never imagined that titty-fucking my lover would be so sexy, but with each thrust and growl, I could feel the moisture gathering in my underwear. I knelt down and sucked his cock's swollen tip as it passed past my breasts. He continued to press before sticking out his cock, reaching up for my face, and yanking me in his direction. He placed himself next to me and put me on my back while removing my underwear and stroking my soaking wet pussy with his fingers. His fingers slipped between my folds and into my secretions as I parted my legs and opened up, gasping. Derek parted my lips with his tongue as he pushed forward and placed his mouth against mine. He then swirled his tongue around in my mouth. He pushed back down after rubbing up and down on my pussy and twirling around my clit. He slid his middle and ring fingers deep inside of me while u
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