One Daddy Isn't Enough

Chapter 10

My hand trails down my skirt and my fingers find my wet cunt. He was moving his tattoo arm up and down his massive c**k and was mumbling things I wish I could hear.

He bottomed his hand down on his shaft, exposing his hard member and moaned. That made me wetter and I worked my fingers faster on my c**t.

"That's it baby girl." He said louder thinking he was alone in the house. I had to bite back a moan when I heard those words.

"f**k yeah!" He worked his big c**k faster. "Ride daddy's c**k, beautiful."

He kept calling for me and I thought about going in there and making both of our fantasies come true, but I knew that wasn't how things were supposed to happen so I stayed put and worked my p***y.

He was going at a wild pace. "f**k, Hayley, baby girl." I put my free hand over my mouth to subside the moan that I let escape.

Thankfully he was so horny he didn't notice. "I'm cumming, baby girl!" He moaned. "I'm cumming in that sweet tight p***y of yours. f**k!" White spurts of c*m started flying on his chest, abdomen and some even got in his hair.

"Take it! Fuuuckk!" He moaned while cumming. "I love you, Hayley." I started cumming and I bit my lip so hard that I could taste blood.

He shifted to a sitting position on the edge of my bed and I took a step away from the door. I heard him sigh, "Fuck."

I know what that means, I've felt it too many times before. Guilt. Guilt for wanting something innapropiriate in the public's eye. Guilt for pleasuring yourself thinking of a forbidden fruit. I used to be like that before, not so much now.

I went downstairs and gave him five minutes before I opened the front door and closed it with a loud thud letting him know I was home.

"Hey baby girl." He greeted me from up the stairs wearing only his joggers. "You're home early."

"I didn't have afternoon classes today, what about you?"

"Finished work early." He came down and kissed my forehead. "Hungry?" He asked.

"Mhm." I nod my head.

"I'll make something for the both of us."

We enter the kitchen, I sit in the island and he goes to the fridge." "Left over pizza?" He asks.

"Sounds good to me."

"Are you okay, baby girl?' Derek places the heated pizza in front of me.

I think about the question for a second, gaze up at his beautiful brown eyes. "I like you." I say and he looks startled. "I do, I like you and I want you both and I know you want me too."

"Hayley-"

"Do you not want me?" I ask him, our gazes locked.

"Hayley, I can't." He shakes his head and looks down.

"Why?" I ask. "Is it because you don't like me? Or is it because of what people might say if they find out? Or maybe, it's the fact that I'm your daughter and you're trying to do what's right?"

He stays quite no looking at me.

"Daddy please talk to me." I say in a small voice. He looks at me but doesn't say anything.

"I want you and you want me so what's stopping us?" I stand up and walk around the island, he watches my every move.

"I'm eighteen now, nothing we do will be considered illigal." I take a step. "We can keep it a secret, no one has no know." Another step. "Just me, you and dad. Why shouldn't we have what we want when we have it right in front of us?" I stand in front of him now.

I was so damn nervous. "If you can look me in the eyes and tell me you don't like me nor want me." I whisper. "Then I'll leave you and Dad alone and we can go back to being dads and daughter."

My heart was beating a hundred times per second. What if he doesn't want me back? Will I be able to stay here and look at their faces everyday knowing I can't have them?

"I... I..." He breaks eye contact and rubs his temples with one hand. "I can't."

My heart broke, shattered into a million pieces. A tear rolled down my cheek. "Okay." I croaked out.

I turn around and walk out of the kitchen with tears streaming down my face. I gasp when Derek spins me around, pushes me against the wall in the stairs and holds my wrists above my head with one hand.

"You're crying." He whispers.

"I'll be okay." I try to break free, but he keeps me in place. "Please let me go." I say heartbroken.

"No." Is all he says.

"Please, let go." I say defeated.

"You didn't let me finish." He lifts my chin with his free hand. "Look at me, please." He says because I had my eyes closed. "Please, baby girl."

I open them and meet his eyes, he slowly brushes the tears away. "I can't-" I close my eyes again. "I can't stop thinking about you." He whispers.

I open my eyes.

He caresses my cheek. "I can't stop wanting you." He places his forehead against mine. "I know it's wrong, but I can't stop. You're the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, you're sweet, caring, innocent, smart, you're the whole package."

I was caught odd guard, all I could do was stare at him. "When you told us you wanted us that day, we were so happy, but we tried to do the right thing because, baby you deserve the world. You deserve so much better than the two of us."

"But I want you."

"Are you sure?" He pulls his face back to look at me. "Are you a hundred percent sure you want to be with us? It won't be ease, It will be complicated and if people find out they will judge and cringe in disgust. Are you sure you want this?"

I have thought about all of that before. About what people would say, about what my mom would say if she ever found out, but I came to the conclusion that as long as I'm with them nothing else matters. "I do, one hundred percent." I answer.

He strokes my cheek with his fingers and glances down at my lips then back at my eyes. "Can I steal your first kiss?"

My heart caught in my throat. All I did was nod, he lifts my chin and looks at me lovingly before he slowly brushed his lips with mine. His lips were so soft and the kiss was loving and electrifying.

He gently lets go of my wrists and trails his right hand down to the small of my back and pulls me to him, making me gasp. He took that opportunity to slip his tongue inside my mouth. I felt another spark when our tongues made contact and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I could feel the hard muscles on his back and the warmth of his shirtless torso.

He grasped my thighs, pulled me up and I wrapped my legs around hi waist. I moaned and he deepened the kiss, pushing me further against the wall and bringing our bodies closer until there was no more space between us.

I didn't want the kiss to end, but I was out of breath so I pulled back panting and so was he. "Wow." I pant.

"Wow indeed." He smiles and kisses me again.

"What the f**k?!" We were so lost in the kiss that we didn't hear dad come in.