Make Me C*m, Daddy!

Hard Against Her Back.

Chapter 12.

Noria’s Pov.

Ivy’s voice was calm, yet piercing enough to make me tremble. Her eyes held mine, firmly and cold in ways that had me questioning myself. She looked angry, or disappointed. I didn't know which it was but the look in her eyes didn't seem good.

“Guilty…” I asked, blinking gently while trying not to stare at her.

Ivy smirked softly, setting the glass cup next to every plate, and that smirk made me fret.

“It’s fine that you went to see Nathan, Noria. You didn’t have to hide it from me.”

Nathan?

See?

A feeling of relief washed over me, and I let out a sigh I didn’t know I was holding.

Fuck!

I had forgotten she knew about Nathan. I had totally forgotten because for a heartbeat, I thought she knew…. about her father and me, but now I know she doesn't, and that felt oddly satisfying

Not like I was proud of getting involved with my bestfriend’s dad, but I am trying as hard as possible not to get consumed by guilt and to also stay away from the person in question.

Now, speaking of Nathan. f**k! Hearing his name now made me suddenly feel stupid.

Trust me, after yesterday… every feeling I had for him had washed off.

Maybe it was because I have learned to put myself first, or because for the first time someone was touching me better than Nathan who I had always thought knew my body well, until Lucan touched my p***y yesterday and made me orgasm in less than 3 minutes.

The image flashed against my face, and I instantly felt my p***y as it began to leak down my thighs.

“Damn it…” I gritted softly, and Ivy smiled.

“You thought I wouldn’t notice?” she asked, under the impression that I was talking to her.

I blinked gently, her words pulling me into a trance. I had totally forgotten I was speaking to her. I had been to lost in my head, forgetting that our conversation was still ongoing.

“I am sorry,” I said, taking up the opportunity and turning to face her.

Ivy spared me a glance, and I continued. “I really didn’t mean to keep it from you, but you have done a whole lot trying to help me heal. It would break your heart to hear about what I did.”

“So you went to him?” she asked in a disappointed tone, and I looked away briefly then said gently….

“I wanted clarity.”

Ivy didn’t say a word at first. She just stood there and stared at me for a few pathetic seconds before taking a step closer.

“I am here,” she whispered softly, taking my hands into hers.

My eyes scrunched softly and I melted into those words, then she continued again.

“I know what it feels like to want clarity, Noria. I don’t blame you. I blame the fact that you made a mess of yourself and my father had to see you like that. Now you both would be at loggerheads again.”

My chest tightened at her words, and I instantly felt more guilty than I could express.

While she was thinking about my reputation before her father, I was busy moaning his name to every stroke he made into my p***y.

Damn it! This is terrible already.

Nathan.

Myself.

And the new secret that I would have to keep forever.

“Thank you for understanding,” I said to her amidst the chaos in my heart while she just nodded softly, still holding my hand.

Soon, guests began to walk in, and I felt utterly relieved.

I had been drowning in guilt, but seeing two more people here, there was suddenly more to talk about, which made me less guilty. But amidst all of this, I reminded myself to stay the f**k away from that man. He was dangerous. The sight of him was terrifying dangerous. And that should be just another reason to stay away from him. Any man who is capable of suddenly making you feel the things you have never felt in just two minutes should be labeled dangerous. So now, I am reminding myself never to speak or associate with him again.

Christmas began after the guests arrived, and I suddenly began to see the beauty of the moment. It has never been this way. I have never had a beautiful perspective on Christmas until today.

When Jayson arrived, he came bearing gifts, which threw Ivy into excitement. While they stayed in each other’s arms, I dished out the meals and entertained the little guests with conversation that took my mind off my reality. Ivy and I didn't have much friend. We were each other's safe space, but we knew a few more people who could share in our joy like they are doing now.

When I was done serving, I realized there wasn’t any wine in sight, so I dashed to the wine room with excitement after informing Ivy that I was going there.

Since my father passed away, Christmas has never been this lively.

My mother and I have not done anything suitable or substantial, but here with Ivy and three more people, I suddenly understood what it was to be with people who genuinely care.

When I got to the wine bar, I pulled out three bottles of wine and placed them on the counter, but there was this one wine that Ivy and I liked so much, so I reached for it, but it was at the highest part of the shelf, so I had to stretch.

Gently, I placed aside the other bottle in my hand on the counter, standing on my toes to get the other wine when I suddenly felt a figure behind me, trapping me against his body and the shelves.

My body stilled immediately, and I hate to say I knew who it was, but I did.

Huge veiny arms, broad shoulders that shielded me away from view, and a body that exuded more heat than I could express.

My body trembled at the realization.

“What… what are you….” I made to speak, but his voice came in hot and husky.

“If you place all the effort you had from seducing me yesterday into this, then you wouldn’t even have to stretch much to get this wine.”

My heart skipped at the sound of his voice and the way it had caressed my skin, but my eyes suddenly widened and my already wet p***y suddenly tingled as Lucan leaned in, pressing his clothed bulge against my sensitive back.

He is he hard?

My eyes widened more and the realization struck me harder than any slap ever had.