Daddy For The Summer

DADDY FOR THE SUMMERSynopsis ⚠️⚠️ THIS BOOK IS FOR MATURE AUDIENCES, strictly 18+. IT CONTAINS A LOT OF MATURE CONTENT, EXPLICITLY DETAILED S*X AND THEMES SOME READERS MAY FIND PROVOCATIVE OR DISTURBING. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!! ⚠️⚠️"Say it." He demanded, the dominance withheld by his voice setting her core ablaze and worsening her trepidations.She lightly shook her head, meeting his darkening eyes, and she nervously licked her lips. "Yes, you are right, dad, I was doing something bad, something very bad…and- and I don't think I can bring myself to say it." She lowered her eyes to her thighs in shame. "I want you to say it," Hunter insisted in his s*xy, raspy voice before his fingers held her chin and he tilted her head up so she could stare directly into his dark, lust-filled eyes, "confess your sins Acacia, so I punish you if I have to." His thumb parted her lips and a groan erupted from his chest. Those puckered, luscious lips. F*ck he wanted to kiss them so badly. She was already on his bed, in his sheets. He wanted to do so much more than just kiss her. "I was.. I was…" She drew in a deep breath, leaning into his palm as an unvocal plea for him to take her, as a silent declaration of her complete submission to him. "I was horny… after I saw your… it was hard and I wanted to touch it, but I knew you'd wake up…" His d*ck twitched beneath his hand at her words and he groaned yet again. F*ck, she was too innocent, the way she said "horny" with such an awkward, bashfull pull did something to him, awakened the Devil in him. "Continue…" He began rubbing his palm into his rock- hard erection. "I swear I didn't touch you, daddy, I wanted to, but I didn't," she breathed, her shifty eyes observing the movement of his hand on his crotch, "I'm sorry, daddy-" F*ck! He loved it when she called him daddy. He loved it a bit too much."What were you doing before I woke up, princess?" He just wanted her to admit it, he needed her to confess her desires, for the words to leave her sweet lips and change fate itself. She bit her lips lustfully as he stroked himself harder. "I was doing what you are doing…" "And what is that?" "I was touching myself …" she confessed in a whisper. "While thinking about you…" "F*ck!" He grunted, pleasure striding through his throbbing manhood. "What are you telling me, Acacia?! I am your father, you shouldn't be thinking of such things." He reprimanded, but her face boldly inched in, a defiant look in her eyes. "I know daddy…" she whispered hushedly. "But I don't want to be just a daughter to you.. please-" Again she was bold and placed her hand on his thigh, her eyes begging him for a feel. All his fatherly instinct, fatherly side jumped out the window and left a ravenous man in their place. "You do not know what you're asking for, sweetheart." He warned, his voice strained and his primal urges superior. "Please .." She was prepared to take anything he was to give her, she just wanted him, wanted to be his tonight. So abruptly his hand went behind her head and he fisted her hair, eliciting a throaty moan out of her. She looked at him dead in the eyes as he uttered the next words in a beastly tone, "If we are going to go down this path there are two things you should know; one: I punish disobedience and two: I don't hold back, I f*ck very hard, especially when I am angry." ::!_!::_!::!:!:_::Acacia could not wait to spend the summer holidays with her estranged step-father, she saw the three week long visit as an opportunity to unwind and bond with the most important man in her life- but nothing will ever be the same between them after he catches her with her fingers lodged deep inside her, moaning his name as she climaxes…. Hunter had not seen his step- daughter in almost four years and now nineteen years old, he didn't expect his little "poppy" to rock up on his front door a full- grown woman; beautiful and s*xy in every way imaginable. Hunter knows he shouldn't desire the very human being he raised from infancy- he was practically her father for fucksake, the only father she has ever known for fucksake. It was illegal, unholy for him to think of her youthful body and luscious lips in the ways he did, it made him downright depraved, but a mere look from her doe- like eyes had his c*ck raging. Acacia knows she wants anything but for his interest in her to be fatherly, though she has convinced herself that the hottest man she knows will never be interested in an inexperienced, innocent as innocent can be prude like her. Sexual tension rises, boundaries are blurred and try they might, they will not resist the forbidden fruit, because the forbidden fruit, always tastes sweetest.

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PROLOGUE : THE BEGINNING OF A HOT SUMMER

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"Nails all done. Now I just need to find the perfect dress and I'll be ready for tonight. OMG! OMG!"

Acacia read the text from the notification bar, already imagining how loud Chevy must have squealed after getting her nails done.

Acacia did not bother to open the text, Chevy has known her for almost six years now and knows her well enough to know that she is no one to give an opinion on sexy first date attire; "first date" if you want to put it decently. It was definitely like every other one of her Tryst.c0m dates; a one night stand. And the hook- up culture was nothing Acacia would know about.

Leaning her body into the island, Acacia opened her gallery to look at the picture that had accompanied Chevy's text and the image really did not inspire much of a remark out of her. Her nails were much shorter, Chevy had clipped- down her signature long, coffin- shaped acr