DADDY'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRET'S

CHAPTER 7

Ava's POV

I should note it's gonna be a very hot August day and I need to wear a sundress for the drive, to stay as cool as possible. I didn't know how long the drive would take.

“Daddy,” I stuttered. He turned. “What if we medical students are required to live on campus for academic efficiency, how will I get to see you?”

Everyone knows medical students have no time for themselves, that I should talk of visiting only at weekends. That wouldn't be enough for me at all.

I want to see him everyday.

“Didn't your dad tell you that I'm a professor at RavenHills?” My eyes widened in shock, I could hear my heart pounding.

What if it's not my department?

I'm gonna study general medicine but to cure the budding curiosity, I asked. “Which department?”

“Women’s health–”

This was just a short way to imply gynecology and obstetrics which I was determined to study.

“Ahh–”

“Wooohhhh–”

I took to my heels, running over the short distance and jumping on his body.

Unexpectedly Swift.

He immediately grabbed me, putting his hands under me for support.

They touched something.

I jerked my head backwards, eyes poking out.

“Ahhh–”

The moan got swallowed up suddenly, his fingers brushed against my c**t. I looked at his face and he had that luring, seductive look of lust on me, his lips slightly twisted.

My p***y dropped with juices all of a sudden.

I flinched, searching for where to hide my face.

Gosshhh–

I'm so wet just by his fingers brushing over my c**t. My body began to vibrate. My breath, now pulling out in short, cut mode was an indicator of my crazy rising mode if those fingers don't pull inside of me.

He chuckled.

His hands slowly released me. A tight frown plastered on my face, my eyes darkened.

I want more…

“Come on, I need to drop you for your registration, you need to be registered for your summer classes, then I'll be off to the office.

My wolf growled with sorrow, do I really have to, can't they just let me relax and enjoy this break and also have time to plan.

“You know I just arrived, can I skip today's class? It's gonna be introductory–”

My words were cut short when he pulled off his hand on my waist against his rock hard body. His eyes cascaded on me, this time with genuine concern but why do I still find him looking sexy, lusting and seductive?

Obviously, these feelings are coming from me.

His right hand brushed over my cheek slowly, gently, mixed with those gentle, soft eyes, it was bliss. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

“Look sweetie, you're here to focus on your studies so you graduate with the best grades and make your dad and I proud. Okay?”

The rising lust of the moment collapsed right away. I had to look away.

He's not even smitten by all I'm doing. Perhaps he's still seeing me as the little girl of his best friend and wouldn't want to touch me.

“Go get your bag, or stuff. We're going there now.” He said in a plain voice.

I wanted to leave, to turn and walk right away, not looking at him when I got a smack on my butt.

“Ahh–hhhh.” My lips lashed into a loud, uncontrollable moan.

I turned, grabbing my ass.

“Stop being so naughty, especially as we're going out.”

His face was a mix.

Serious yet with a mischievous grin.

My face burnt with red hotness, the kind of flush which overwhelmed me is what words can't describe. Blushes with shyness.

I wanted this but right now, I can't handle it. I wanna brace myself for later.

Goodness!

If I stayed any longer, I might do what I might end up regretting. So I ran into my room before he could react.

I stood in my room upon shutting the door for a whole minute, burying my face in my palms and blushing deep with some level of shyness.

“I can't believe he did that!”

“I just can't believe he did that to me.”

I pulled down my skirt and crop top to the floor, wanting to wear something more corporate when a knock came on my door. I was naked, very bare, no panties.

It must be him.

I sensed him, masculine and alluring.

I looked down at my clothes and they weren't something I could pull up over my body so quickly. They were complicated, especially the skirt.

My p***y clenched and I felt the budding pressure, as if I was going to pee.

A few seconds passed, and I clasped my teeth tighter.

If I wanted to get him, I had to take every chance I got and this right here was the perfect opportunity

“Come in!”

Immediately the door swirled open, I stood before him exposed as I was. His eyes met mine, then dropped quickly.

Just what I wanted….. lust..

Though it flashed for a second I still saw it and that made me happy.

“What are you doing?” His hoarse voice echoed hard against my ear, pulling a string of emotions that rippled across my body.

“I thought,” he gulped. “You were here to pick your bag and phone.”

“I just wanted to assess the dress code you'll be putting on over there.” he was slowly reverting to his serious parental status.

“Is that really necessary?” I grabbed his hand before he could react, placing it on my left boobs.

My expression switched right away, I pouted, putting up a clingy, girlish look.

I wanted him to touch me to wrap his hand on my boobs and play with them.

His hand rested on it for a minute, never breaking eye contact with me. Then he pulled away.

“You have to dress up now, I've got a hectic day.”

His seriousness was annoying. I wished I could get him to touch me or f**k me I wonder if he would keep such a straight face when he f****d me.

How spicy was that going to be—to have the cold, strict Alpha f**k me.

“I was just gonna dress,” I stuttered, rushing to where I kept my dresses.

“What about?” He pointed to the one on the floor.

I bashed my lashes, trying to understand him.

“Can I wear that?” I muttered, almost in a whisper.

That was for his eyes alone , there was no way I was wearing that thing out of this house.

“Daddy, don't tell me you expect me to leave this house without undies?”

“You don't need that.” He snapped.

“Why? Do you really want me to leave without anything under me?” I asked with my brows raised, I was both angry and disappointed that he didn't seem to care if I left the house without undies.

Could it be that I miss read his expression when my dad mentioned my future mate.

I couldn't believe he would prioritize his job over me.

“You don't need it!” He repeated again, that hoarse voice of his steady and deep.

“Why?”