DADDY'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRET'S

CHAPTER 10

Ava's POV

When the call came, I was disheartened. I wondered why calls always had to come at moments like that.

My entire body was shivering all through the call, it felt like eternity. I wanted it to come to an end soon.

It finally did and my aim was to get his attention right away.

I fell on his chest, curling my body on him, crushing my c**t against his c**k.

“Can I unzip you?” I stared at him, blinking my eyelashes in a repetitive motion while curling my body up against him, hands caressing his cheeks.

His breath fastened.

He grabbed my waist, pushing me farther. My heart hammered. I stared at us with a confused expression.

He said nothing. His hands rushed to his belt, unzipping the zip of his trouser. Heat started building from inside, going steadily on, my brain ceased to function.

I stopped thinking well at that moment.

I wanted this.

“Are you sure you want this?” Daddy asked.

I gnashed my teeth, grabbing his trouser, fumbling on the zip, pushing his hands off it.

“I'm so ready–” I stammered. All the air in my lungs was draining off, if I don't have him inside of me, I'm pretty sure I'll drop dead soon.

I unzipped him, sliding my hands to his sides to pull his pants with his undies all together, expecting that he will jerk up so that I can pull it down but he remains still.

With his gaze, I sensed him trying to decide whether to do this or not.

I'm doomed.

If he doesn't give it to me here, I will certainly not be alive the next minute. I forced my hand towards his c**k.

I was almost grabbing it and taking it out because I was going to pluck into my p***y but he grabbed my wrist firmly.

“I don't want to get you pregnant. You're a student and you don't–” His words went off halfway, his eyes never leaving.

“Pregnant?” I blurted out and he nodded.

The moment froze between us, the sky from up above seemed too far away and the ground even as we're driving on it looked so low.

He pulled me off his leg, placing me beside him.

“Put your clothes on,” he uttered, picking my top and skirt from his left side to me. His eyes went to his watch. “Thirty minutes to arrive.”

We could have done this before the thirty minutes elapsed.

I sighed, looking away for a while.

“Hmm,” I voiced my frustration.

“We need to think well about this before we–” He began to adjust himself, zipping his pants and buckling his belt.

My eyes roved between him and his driver. I saw some disappointment on his driver's face while his confusion and fading lust mixed.

Seeing there was no way, I pulled my skirt up my legs, then the top over my head. My eyes grew pale, my body weakened at his refusal to touch me.

He was looking. I saw with my side eyes.

Then he began to lean closer, I jerked away, holding my breath. He withdrew.

“But I have your best interest at heart. I'm your daddy and I don't want you–”

I shook my head while refusing to accept the fact. I looked away, refusing him. Shame slowly began to shift in.

“Come on.” He draped his hand over my shoulder, pulling me to him.

“Come, sit on my lap.” He uttered, tone meek yet seductive. I couldn't resist this charm. The shame slowly began to fade, the lust which hadn't left slowly crept in.

“I'm sorry if I made you feel bad,” he said. Then he dropped a kiss on my cheeks. He turned my face, his lips fell on mine next.

A bead of sweat trickled down my spine.

This is hard to believe.

“Look at me!” His cold, deep voice swept over me.

“Yes daddy.”

Xavier’s throat bobbed with a swallow.

“Tell me if you want me to stop.”

“I don't want you to.”

So he smacked his hands hard against my ass, causing me to jerk up with a panic bliss.

Grabbing the back of my neck, he bumped my face on his, sealing our lips with a kiss.

“I don't want you to carry my pup.”

What if I want to carry it?

But a lustful smirk is all I got.

“Get on your knees.”

“Urghh?”

I was thinking this was going to be some sort of punishment.

“On your knees,” he repeated. I took a deep breath, climbing off him. The space between the front seat and back was wide. He spread his legs, I steadied in between. I got on my knees, placing my hands on his laps.

Then my brain processed it.

“Good!”

“Do you want this?” He unbuckled his trousers, pushing them down swiftly, grabbing his c**k and stroking it.

My throat bobbed with a swallow.

“Yes, I do.” My body engaged in a fit of giggles.

He gripped my hair with his hand, pushing my face up to his c**k. “Suck it!” His voice laid out a command I couldn't ignore.

“Yes Alpha.” I muttered.

“Yes daddy.”

“Say yes daddy.”

“Yess–ss daddy.” I stammered.

My lips set on his tip, my tongue swirled up, over it. I grabbed it tight, like my life belonged to it. My eyes slowly shut, while doing this, I wanted to recreate the moment in me.

This way, it could be enjoyable.

I swiped my tongue to the left and right, teasing him while lifting my eyes to watch his reaction. His head c****d back, his lips parted.

I increased the pressure of my lips on him.

“Uhmm–”

“Urghh! Uhmm!!”

I grinned. It's such a grand win-win beating the cold, strict Alpha best friend of my dad. I pushed forward, swallowing his length bit by bit until I was up at his shaft.

I jacked my head harder, gagging me.

Seductive and wicked.

“Harder! Harder!!”

“Ahh! Ahhh!!” I groaned before I pulled out to breathe, but he shoved his length down my throat again.

I was gasping, panting for breath, still I won't pull out this time.

My right hand reached down, locating my p***y. f*****g wet!

My left hand reached out to my boobs. I swiped my top up, exposing them. I grabbed them, smooching them while moaning to the rhythm of his thrusts down my throat.

“Let me help you,* I heard him say before relieving my left hand from my boobs. He grabbed them, rolling his hands over them in a soft, caressing and gentle manner.

“So soft. Goshhhh!”

“You have such beautiful breasts.”

I lifted my eyes, watching who was saying this.

Daddy. My dad's best friend.

Fucking unbelievable!

His touches created a ripple in me which pushed me into sucking him hard.

He groaned. “Harder!”

“Yes daddy,” I replied. Obeying. Sucking to and fro.

I wanted this. Now I got this. So I'm not f*****g playing.

Yeayy. I wanted him.

I'm f*****g having him now.

I sucked till all the saliva in my throat ran dry, I was still sucking, getting on with the slick, slippery nature of his c**k right now inside if my mouth.

He's big! So big!

I know I'm gonna have a sore throat after this.

I signed up for this. So yeah! That's not a problem.

No matter what it is, so far it's from sucking his huge, turgid c**k. I'm gonna endure it.

“Suck me harder!” He rang straight up.

I couldn't bring myself to process what was going on right now, the joy that was maxing inside of me. The Alpha who claims he's no longer turned on by women because of his job is now groaning, begging me to suck him.

I really need to store this forever in my head. This ain't gonna skip off me. I'll remember this moment, his groans and cries, as I assume each time I'm alone, each time I want to jerk off.

“I'm gonna cum.” His voice broke into a fit of muffles. I felt it. The heat. The tension. I could sense it.

His chest hammered alongside mine. We were both breathing at the same fast rate.

“Ahhhh!” I moaned to the vibrations curling up inside my core.

I was gonna release it. My fingers pressed on even harder while I sucked him harder too.

A groan, slow, loud then uncontrollable erupted. It crashed out, spilling over my face. I poured my juices down. Collapsing.

“Ahhhh—”

My lips sparked with a fatigued moan.

I was a mess–hair tousled, mouth swollen, cheeks streaked with tears.

“Come up here–” I watched him groan, tapping on his laps.

An ache pierced my chest at the memory of his words. He doesn't want me to get pregnant. He's lost control but now I'm more cautious.

I was afraid. But I rose. Slowly up.

“You–” I stammered, pointing to his c**k.

“You want to f**k me?” I forced myself to ask. I couldn't resist the urge not to but deep down I really wanted it. I was ready to sacrifice everything for him.

A shudder rolled through his body.

“No–ooo.” The words rang deep. “I didn't mean that.” He stammered.

Xavier attempted to wipe himself up but I grabbed his hands. “I'll help you.” I repeated the same words he used on me while I was sucking him and he was smooching my breasts.

I lowered my face, grabbing his swollen c**k.

I swiped my tongue over him, taking all of his juices in, moaning. He groaned.

I took in again, taking all angles, leaving no spot untouched. I watched as his lips parted and he's staring at me with horror mixed with bliss. Shocked. Can't believe it.

“Uhmm–” I lifted my head up, moaning to him. I made sure to wipe him clean before climbing up and sitting on him.

“I wonder what you're up to daddy about what you said earlier?” I teased, dropping my head on his shoulder. My quickened breaths were slowly coming low, towards normal.

“We need birth control for singles.” Xavier tipped me, his gaze assessing.

He's already accepted my request. What a great time to be a alive!

“Really?”

“Yes girl.”

A satisfied gleam entered Xavier’s eyes.

With us werewolves, we had birth control for women, both mated and singles searching. Mostly used by those in relationships.

Not everyone prefers condoms or pills. Injections are better but meant for serious people. We are serious with each other.

“I can't wait to do this!”

He smirked, the seducing kind and then looked away.

“Don't you have a boyfriend or a mate?”

The question came so unexpectedly. I shook my head in reflex. Already part of me, I gave it out sharply. I didn't wait to think or do anything.

“I want you.”

“You want me?” He asked. I gave a curt nod.

“Can't you see I'm older, your dad's best friend, an Alpha and will probably need a Luna that's my fated mate?”

Oh goddess. Help me.

I sought the best answers. His eyes were deep on me, steady, rating, I summoned the greatest courage in me. I need this least I will quiver.

“Yes, I know all of that but I don't know why–” I was gonna speak my real mind. “I want you even when it's against what my dad believes in, even though he'll get so angry should he know about us, even when you feel I'm too young for you.”

As it came from my mind, I spoke. With so much conviction.

His head slightly shook to and fro, marveled. Amusement shimmered in his eyes.

“I'm flattered.”

“No. I'm serious.”

My jaw tightened, my eyes. I wanted him to see through my eyes, my heart beat, slow and steady, even my wolf was screaming for his attention that I'm really serious.

“Hmm.” He breathed hard.

“You're a student. Will be my student.”

“I don't care,” I snapped, countering him. I knew where he was heading to but I wouldn't let him head there.

“I know of that already,” I whispered, brushing his cheeks and trailing my fingers over his cheeks, looking deep into his eyes.

He was smitten.

He shook his head, coming back to his senses. He looked like he was seeing a goddess.

I couldn't be less excited.

He breathed deep again, twitching his lips. He had pretty much to say.

He wants this.

He'll risk himself for me.

Let's get on with this.

Game on.

I imagined all these but then none came out of his lips, it was his gaze alone speaking to me.

His wolf screamed for me, I could sense it. Number two fact to affirm we had some wolf bond but not too deep to check out if he's my mate or not.

How I wish he would be.

This way my dad, even if he gets to know one day, won't talk. Even though he might naturally want to, upon not expecting this he would have nothing to say.

I would kiss him in public and no one would mind. Even in college, we would share romantic moments, rather than a scandal, we would be admired.

I fantasized about all of these privileges of being his mate in my mind.

I will fight for this. One day, this could come true. I honestly wish it wil.

I grabbed him in a tight hug. “I love you, daddy.”

“I love you too, my little girl.”

I jerked up to watch his face, his deepened, mischievous eyes glowing with both lust and admiration. He went soft on me at the moment.

I enjoyed it, bracing myself up for the period he would be strict, commanding and dominant.

“What happens to us if you one day find your mate?” The question dropped after a moment of silence.

My chest thumped. Lips clipped.