Seducing Daddy's Best Friend

Chapter 10

Carl

I told myself I wasn’t watching her, but I was watching every goddamn move she made since she stepped into my apartment, and she wasn’t making it easy for me either.

I had seen the tears in her eyes when she saw me kissing Nora, I thought perhaps she was shocked for witnessing such scene, but it didn’t look like it after she made the statement while grabbing a drink from the fridge.

I have been weakened by all her deliberate act. I told myself over and over again that she is just a pretty girl trying to stir s**t, perhaps she is playing childish drama to push boundaries, play grown-up just to get back at me for what she had seen.

But Riley wasn’t a child anymore, and every time she walked past me in those little skirts, or whispered something that made my fist clench, I didn’t see my best friend daughter anymore, I saw a fantasy I didn’t know I had until she started offering herself like sin.

And the worst part is she knew what she was doing.

Last night had been very difficult, she had grabbed my hand and asked him not to leave, she had begged me, and it took a lot of me to get rid of the feelings nagging at me to stay.

I had returned home early but haven’t seen Riley. I knew she had left for school. I got dressed and went to work but came home early in order to prepare dinner for her, but she wasn’t home still.

It was late and still no sight of Riley, I had called her but her phone wasn’t connecting, just thinking of her in trouble got me worried.

I grabbed my coat and car key about to go find her when I heard the sound of a car roll in. I looked through the window surprised to see Riley stepping out of a car with a boy.

I breathed in sigh of relief, but my eyes dilated when she leaned in and kissed him.

I curled my hand into fist, I didn’t know why it offended me a lot, but it did. Was it because she lied to me about not having a boyfriend when she does?

“You have a boyfriend now?” I asked her when she stepped inside and she turned to me, her eyes dilated, her gaze quickly darted to the window I stood.

She looked surprised, to see me and shocked to see that I had seen her from the window.

But she stepped forward. “Does it bother you?”

That was the last question I had expected, but she was at it again.

Perhaps I shouldn’t have asked.

“I can let you touch me, if that would help.” She took a step closer.

“Riley…”

She leaned forward, and I stiffened. “Or maybe,” she said, her lips brushed near my jaw. “Would you prefer I moan your name while he is inside me?”

I couldn’t hold back anymore, I grabbed her by the wrist and pushed her against the wall, pressing my body into hers.

“You think I am naive?” I growled at her.

I was older than she is, much older, why does she keep acting silly?

“You think I don’t see what you are doing?” I held her gaze, shaking with restraint. “You bending over, dressed like this, flaunting yourself in front of me, Riley, you are still a kid, so you have to stop!”

“I am not a kid and I am not flaunting.” She breathed. “I am offering myself to you.”

I clenched my jaw, when she say this, my whole body stirred, even standing this close, with her soft voice, her delicate face, her eyes, and her lips.

I have to stop myself before I devour her whole.

I quickly let go of her and stepped back. “Go to your room.” I looked away, but I heard her scoff, I didn’t look at her, she said nothing and headed upstairs.

I rubbed my hand against my forehead and went to grab a cold drink from the fridge.

I reached for a can of beer, but my hand trembled, I held it and tried to calm my breathing.

Was it wrong accepting Moore’s plea to watch over his daughter?

Riley had been a little girl when I went to California, when she was twelve, I bought her candy, pat her to sleep and even stay up late watching her favorite cartoons with her, but that little girl has grown up into what looks like a temptation to me.

I opened the can of beer and drowned it, letting it churn on my throat.

I have to stop her from acting this way, perhaps remind her how old I was, and rebuild the normal relationship we had in the past.

I headed upstairs to go talk to her, but I froze in my step when I heard the moaning sound coming from her room.

What the hell is she doing?

I slowly walked to her door, it wasn’t shut, but partly opened, I peered in and my eyes dilated to see her holding my shirt, I recalled leaving it in the laundry, she held it close to her body, smelling it faintly while touching herself, and whispering something I couldn’t hear.

I reached for the door but stopped, some girls masturbate. Nora had told me she does it most times, but Riley was the last person I thought would do it.

My lips dried up when she moaned again, I swallowed hard and felt my chest rising and falling, I clenched my hand at my side, unable to move, I couldn’t go in, neither could I leave.

Why was she suddenly horny? Was it because of the kiss she had with that boy few minutes ago? Or was it because of what she said about moaning my name while he is inside her.

I felt my erection hardening and I knew I was insane to even have the slightest feeling about what she had said.

She turned her head toward the door and I froze when her eyes met mine, she didn’t stop, and I knew it was crazier to watch, the look on her eyes seem to be inviting me to join her.

Look away, Carl, look away! I shunned myself, clenching my fist so hard that my nails pierced my palm.

I pressed down my lips and glanced at my hand, it had helped to pull me out of the daze, without hesitation, I left, hurrying back to my room before I get tempted to do anything out of control of my desires.

It was dangerous, it was becoming too dangerous. Riley is dangerous.