Forbidden Desires

Sleeping pill

**Dina’s Pov**

It’s been three days since I f****d my daddy, and I can't stop thinking about him, about the feeling of his big, thick c**k on my p***y, his mouth on my boobs. When I close my eyes.

I see his face; when I move, I feel the ghost of him still in the deepest parts of me.

Fuck I want to f**k him again. The feeling, that hot pulsing between my legs; that deep, almost overwhelming need for him, and that feeling of him pounding, of his balls hitting against the entrance of my p***y with each massive stroke, it won't leave my mind.

“God daddy, please come f**k your girl.” The sheer wanting of that – the need for that raw, powerful pounding to happen all over again – just sends me to a whole new level.

I’m already naked; my whole body is already flushed and sensitive to the cool air conditioning in the room. I started grinding my p***y on the soft sheets, and my back is already starting to arch as I lose myself in the thought of him towering over me.

Oh s**t, I think he's coming- I heard a creak in the stairs that made my heart jump into my throat.

I get up quickly and peek through the slit in my door; he's there coming from the stairs, and with that excitement mixed with sheer panic, I scamper back into the room.

I flop on the bed pretending to be asleep, but I leave all control and subtlety at the door by spreading my legs wide on the mattress.

I keep my breathing short, my p***y wet and throbbing as I hear his feet slow and stop just outside my door. This game I’m playing is risky, but God, I want him to come in and f*****g take me again.

~~ Robert’s Pov ~~

I stopped to take it all in as the moonlight bathed her. In her room, she was fast asleep and she was completely naked. Ohhhh my God, how gorgeous she is right now.

This God will have me killed one day. I've lived with her under the same roof for so long, and it's not the first time I've ever seen her naked, but today felt…different. It felt heavier, electrified with something new; I felt like I was seeing a woman now, not just a girl, her body's curves and definition sharper, and her essence somehow more present and assertive in her sleep than before.

I didn't know why her being exposed in front of me spun my head around so much. I felt like I was in a dream, a dream I didn't want to wake up from.

I took another step towards the edge of the bed, each one silent on the floor, until I was inches away from the edge, taking in the curved sweep of her hip and her gentle breathing.

Every single fiber of my being told me to walk out of that room right now, to shut the door, and forget that I had ever seen her like this before, but I was too drawn in to do it.

It felt like I was meeting her for the very first time; finally recognizing the woman right in front of me, that she had always been beneath it all, under my nose.

Her innocence is gone, replaced by something more dangerous, exciting, and completely undeniable. I couldn't take my eyes from her, and couldn't pull myself away.

The mattress springs gave an almost invisible groan as I sat down on the bed, my heart thudding against my ribcage-a noisy testament to what I was about to do.

Initially, I held back, my mind screaming a warning to turn around and go back down the hall, but I had always known my daughter to sleep the deepest of anyone I'd ever known, and in that light, in her peaceful stillness, she was like a seductress to me.

Trembling, I reached out my hand and ran my fingers down her-and oh my god, her breasts! They were soft and warm in my hand, heavy and plush, just so right.

Fuck I want to suck her breasts every day, a ravenous hunger spread from my stomach to my groin, a painful, need-based ache.

My shadow fell over her as I leaned down, and my lips met her right boob. I suckled hard and deep on her n****e like a baby sucking on his mama’s breast.

I lost myself in the sheer sweetness of her skin, and the heat that radiated off her body made me dizzy.

I moved to her left side and tasted its perfection before sinking my tongue over her whole breast, working my fingers and thumb to squeeze and caress her left boob until I was completely lost.

“Godddd, you’re so beautiful,” I whispered.

My tongue and teeth were teasing her t**s, until they were hard and peaking against my mouth. With every breathy sleep-sigh she gave made my heart raced a little higher, a panicked tension laced with a hopeless, burning desire for the night to last forever.

I was completely captivated, consumed, owned by the raw need I had to know every square inch of her, and I knew without a doubt I’d be back here, over and over, night after night, to have her under me again.

"I can't be doing this," I said, the words lost in the humid air that was so thick it felt like a second skin, but I'm too damn weak to stop it now.

The way her skin smelled, and the way her body radiated warmth, had taken everything that I had built up within myself until there was nothing left but pure lust.

I was still sucking on her breast and letting myself get lost in her softness, my free hand moved lower, toward her p***y entrance.

I began to make slow circular motions with my thumb on her c**t; finding the pace she seemed to want even in her sleep.

After ten minutes of sucking on her breast. My lips traced their way down her chest, sending fire over her neck and belly until I reached her p***y.

"Sweet Jesus," I said as my breath caught in my throat; her p***y entrance felt so hot like it was a command that I had no choice but to obey.

I started eating her p***y greedily, and my tongue traveled to every sensitive point, enjoying every slippery, sweet sensation I found within her.

“God you have the most perfect p***y, honey,” I moaned against her skin, the friction nearly driving me crazy. I needed to feel how deep her p***y could take my finger; I pushed my middle finger inside her wet and tight p***y.

The heat inside her body was intense, the way she held my finger so tight— it nearly made my head spin. I kept moving in and out of her p***y, while my tongue and finger took turns to consume her as I kept one eye on her face, watching to see if this same nightmare dazed her.

Every slick sound, every wet groan from her throat just urged my finger further into her; I just wanted to consume her body completely before daylight pushed us into reality.