And before I could change my mind, I crawled into his lap, wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He looked up at me and his cock hardened under my ass just a little bit.
“Daddy,” I whispered, leaving a soft kiss against his lips. I felt the current between us, so fucking electric, so special and new. “Is this normal, Daddy? Is it always like… this?”
He traced his fingers down my spine.
“No,” he admitted. “It’s never like this, baby girl. Never…”5LeviKendall’s mouth was gentle as she peppered soft kisses across my shoulders.
I sat on the bed and felt like a very, very fucking bad man.
“Daddy,” she whispered into my ear, and my body stiffened when her breath hit my skin. “Daddy, are you mad at me?”
“No,” I said roughly, but it seemed like the only word I could manage to get out.
I got up from the bed, looking at the floor to my discarded clothes. Jesus fucking Christ, what had I done?
I’d done some questionable shit in my life, but nothing like this. It was fucking insanity.
“Please don’t go,” Kendall whined as I put my boxers on.
I couldn’t even fucking look at her. Because I knew I’d do it all over again with one glimpse of her ripe young body.
“I have to, baby girl,” I muttered so quietly, I wasn’t even sure she could hear. “I have to get the hell out of here, this was not good, this was a bad fucking mistake.”
It felt like time had stood still, and I turned to face her. She was on her knees, her hands placed in front of her over those small tits and her eyes downcast.
“You think…” she whispered. “You think I was a mistake?”
“No, Kendall…” I groaned and rubbed my eyes, trying to find my way out of the fucking mess I’d gotten into. “That’s not what I meant, you know it’s not, baby.”
“Okay.” Her voice was quiet and she wouldn’t look at me. I stared at her, wondering if I should comfort her or just get the fuck away from her. I didn’t want to risk it. I knew I’d already messed up so damn bad, and I needed to get away before I did something I’d regret for the rest of my life. I put the rest of my clothes on and made a move for the door.
“Kendall…” I said, turning to look at her over my shoulder.
“Yes?” Her hopeful eyes shot up.
“Baby girl, don’t tell anyone about this,” I ordered her, and her expression fell right away.
“Of course not,” she mumbled, and I nodded before leaving her room.
I closed the door softly behind me, leaning against the wood with my jacket in my hands. My breaths were panicked, the hallway dark. I tried to breathe and come to terms with what I’d done, but it was proving more and more difficult by the second, because what I’d done this time was truly unforgivable.
I’d cheated on women before. I’d been the bastard they wanted me to be. I’d let them fall for me and then ruined them while I took them. In fact, I fucking lived for it. But what I’d done now… This was truly wrong on so many levels I didn’t know if I’d ever be able to look at myself the same way.
Kendall, sweet, sexy little Kendal… I’d fucking popped her cherry. My stepdaughter begged me to take her virginity and I didn’t need to be asked twice. What the fuck did that make me? I’d never hated myself more.
I made my way down the hallway as fast as I possibly could, and because I couldn’t face my wife just yet, I walked into the study once again.
The letter Kendall had written me sat atop my desk, the paper moving slightly as a breeze blew through the open window. I sat down in my office chair and stared straight ahead of me.
And then I laughed out loud.
At the end of the day, I was a fucking red-blooded, hot-headed man, and one of my biggest fantasies had just come through. And I couldn’t fucking help myself, Kendall was right. She gave me that juicy, peachy little pussy and there was no way I could’ve said no when she offered it on a plate like that. No fucking way I could have resisted.
I felt rejuvenated. I felt like a new man. Suddenly, facing Barbara’s antics the next day didn’t feel like it was going to be the usual nightmare.
I had an ace up my sleeve now.
I fucked her little girl.
There was a small knock on the door, and my eyes darted to the sound. It was the middle of the night. It must’ve been Kendall, and my heart soared with the newfound feelings for my precious stepdaughter. Maybe my baby girl needed to be comforted by her daddy. Maybe she needed a calm voice to lull her to sleep, strong hands to soothe her aching body. Make the pain I’d put there so much easier to bear.