Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
“Then why don’t you want me to stay?”
“I do want you to stay.”
“What?” I blinked until my eyes were dry enough to see his face clearly. “You’ve been encouraging me to look at schools on the east coast for years now.”
“Yeah, because I know I can be overprotective. I didn’t want you to look back on your life and resent me for not pushing you to be more independent. If it was up to me, you’d stay here forever.”
I shook my head. “That’s… Are you saying that all this time, you’ve been trying to get rid of me for my own good?”
“I’m not trying to get rid of you.” He cupped my face in his warm palm. “I’m worried about you, Willow. You haven’t left the house in weeks. You’re spiraling after what happened and I don’t know how to help you. I thought going back to our old routines would give you a sense of normalcy and encourage you to start participating in life again. But I’m afraid that being around me isn’t good for you.”
“The only time I feel like myself is when I’m around you.” Beneath my confusion, I felt a surge of love for my dad that was stronger than anything I’d ever felt before.
He touched his forehead to mine.
“I know,” he said. “I feel the same way about you. But what if I’m the thing that’s making you feel sick and broken?”
“No, Dad, it isn’t you. I’m the one who can’t get off unless you pretend to force me. It’s me who crawls into your bed.”
He sighed heavily, his warm breath washing over my lips.
“Willow, the night that you don’t come to me will be the first night I come to you, and I won’t be coming to tuck you in.”
My face and chest flushed at the forbidden promise in his words.
“And let me be clear,” he continued. “You’re not the only one who likes it rough. The truth is, I come harder when you beg me to stop. You say you don’t know how to be normal with me, but it goes both ways. Nothing feels the same since we got back from Yellowstone.”
I gasped as he pulled me closer, the hard warmth of his body filling me with a sense of security and pleasant danger. For weeks, I thought I was the one pulling my dad toward the darkness, an inescapable black hole where my soul used to shine. It turns out we were both being drawn to the same event horizon.
“I know this thing between us won’t stop unless you want it to,” he said. “That’s why you need to go. Because I don’t have it in me to leave you alone.”
“Then don’t leave me alone. Ask me to stay.”
His lips brushed mine. I smiled as he kissed me in the daylight for the first time since that morning on the tower.
“Stay,” he whispered. “Stay.”
I didn’t need to respond with words. I simply parted my lips and let him slip his tongue into my mouth, as he slotted his thigh between my legs. I pressed against him. Pleasure flared in my lower belly as I handed off control to the man I trusted to look after my heart even as he ravaged my body. I yelped as he tossed me like a doll onto the bed. He pulled down my pants and underwear, then maneuvered me onto all fours and spread my legs. I felt his tongue on my pussy and arched my back.
“Daddy, no…” It felt so good to know that he wanted this just as badly as I did, that we weren’t just fucking on borrowed time. He ignored my pleas, drawing his tongue from my clit all the way to my back entrance. I writhed as he circled the tight hole.
“Struggle all you want,” he growled. “You’re not going anywhere.” He flipped me onto my back and then pulled my shirt up, baring my breasts. “No bra, baby girl? It’s almost like you planned for this.”
I whimpered as he licked my nipple, teasing the other one with his fingers. I made a half-hearted attempt to push him away.
“Don’t,” I whined.
My dad squeezed both my breasts and then pinched my nipples, drawing a loud cry from my lips. I was already desperate for him to touch my clit and we’d barely gotten started. He pinned my wrists to the bed as he alternated between licking and biting my breasts.
“If I reach between your legs, am I going to find you soaking?”
I shook my head no, then gasped as I felt his fingers slide down my abdomen. Smirking, he ran two fingers along my folds, spreading my slickness.
“What’s all this, baby? I thought you said you weren’t enjoying this.”
I moaned as his fingers found my clit and began rubbing in tight circles.