Chapter 3
Later at home, I found myself drowning the stress in wine. I had no idea what to do now. My mind couldn’t get past the sweetness about Casper and his daddy. I was still in shock how much the mom had lied for her own convenience. I wondered what the real story was. The next thing I knew, there were loud knocks at my door. Deep in my gut I knew it was him. The few steps to the door could have been a mile.
“Can we talk?” Was daddy’s only greeting.
I let him in sticking my hands in my pockets and avoided direct eye contact.
“I think you owe me an explanation.” The man growled.
“Actually, I don’t so.” I sighed, carefully. “I think I made it pretty clear what I’ve wanted.”
“Either I’m too small town for you or you really lie to yourself.”
I looked up in rage. The last thing I was gonna do was be honest about my reasons.
“Anyways no one can know our true history especially with your wife. I am not gonna waste the months of work down the drain.” I kept to myself how mentally and emotionally taxing their case was.
“We have not been together for a longtime.” Daddy said, with a sigh. I swore we were on the same wavelength. “Should have I told you about her?”
“No.” I said, shrugging. What he didn’t know that he was a real older daddy made him even hotter. “Let’s just parts way okay I cannot afford to redo a year of research. Just let it go.”
Just as I requested this, I knew it was mistake. I was suddenly cornered against my counter. I could feel him staring me down and I refused to look at him. Then he lifted my chin.
“You seem to think you’re in control.”
I glared back, “maybe because I am. I’ve worked too long and hard to risk what you would ask of me.”
There was a fire in his eyes and a strange tennis game with his eyes and mine.
“You don’t care at all that I’m a marine, do you?”
“It’s kinda hot.” I admitted, shyly.
Before I knew it, his mouth claimed mine. I found myself sinking into a passionate kiss. There’s was a strange tender heat as he flattened me against the cupboard.
“Babygirl seems to have learned to submit.” Daddy murmured. “Let’s just keep this between us. Then, there’s no need for you make a choice.”
As I gazed at him then, I wondered if he knew I was a big nerd with a big secret. My greatest love in life was the casual encounters with men. No matter how good he was, rather like the jackpot with a military man like him. It had been my one vice, and I still didn’t want to give it up. Then again, I realized he was hunky type of guy that seemed like pure sex.
“You must have a lot of questions about me.”
“I have to admit. The father I had been imagining was not you at all.” I whispered as if his ex-wife could hear me. “She seems conflicted with Casper. I feel foolish for believing her stories.”
“I imagine I was quite the villain.”
“Yeah…” I tried to walk away then, he took my hand and intertwined his fingers.
“Janet both loves and hates Casper because he is such a handful. Unlike some people she won’t heed direction or speak his language. He talks about you a lot.”
I blushed. I had to admit I had a soft spot for Casper especially, sweet and intelligent he had a pure soul. I found it refreshing compared to every other human on the planet.
“All you have to do is treat him like a human. I bet you do.”
The way he said, this made my blood boil with lust.
“Did she tell you Tylenol made him autistic?” Daddy sighed, with impatience.
“Everyday.” I giggled. “You are much more caring than I would have ever thought.”
Daddy lifted my chin and forced me to gaze into his eyes. “Don’t worry I know I make you nervous.”
I sank into another kiss, taking his hand in mine. I was uncomfortable how intimate this was with him. Then, he was kissing along my neck and biting down on my collarbone. He then proceeded to trail down to my breast. He was sucking on my nipple before I knew it. I found myself moaning all over again, getting wetter by the second.
“Maybe, we should stop.” Daddy said, pulling away abruptly. There was a desperation in his eyes. “I don’t like being ghosted.”
At first, I felt a mixture of confusion and disappointment. Briefly, I felt genuine panic creep inside me. I was truly torn now, and my heart was sinking. I didn’t want things to end, nor could they go on. I pulled away putting down my blouse.
“Maybe, you should go.”
“Are you normally this hot and cold?” Daddy asked, abruptly.
I felt like my gut was doused in water, feeling empty inside. I had imagined the hot moment had ended so quickly. His hand on mine had reminded, me of simpler times. Suddenly, his hand was back in mine and gave me a gentle squeeze. I felt relief at first then confusion.
“You don’t imagine chemistry happens every day?”
“Trust me, it’s not you.” I said, finding my wine glass and chugging. “Somethings are better left unsaid.”
The way he saddled up to me then, taking my wine glass out of my hand. And took me in his arms, yet another kiss claiming mine. He had powers that made me feel powerless to resist his charms. When we kissed this time, we did not resurface. His hand trailed down my back, I was truly falling for his charm. I felt like butter in his hands. I marveled how he could make me melt like butter.
Daddy pulled me into my own bed like it was his. Like before the quest for dominance had us wrestling aggressively. Eventually, I finally gave in. My resistance was exhausted. The feeling of spinning out of control was unsettling. His hands and lips were everywhere. Chemistry. It was impossible to deny especially when the passion became raw.
The simplest touch left goosebumps in their wake. Every touch was a dirty promise for more. The allure of his tongue on her neck made me moan with pleasure that was building up inside me. Things were heating up and a nagging sense of ill-boding replaced my reluctance. Life couldn’t be this good without some bad consequences. I was only waiting for the other shoe to drop.
