T he air in the room felt heavy, charged with s****l energy.
My heart thrummed in my chest, a steady rhythm that seemed to echo in my ears as my father dragged his tongue over my lips, drawing the bottom one into his mouth and sucking on it.
The soft fabric of his suit brushed against my bare breasts, and I gasped when he pulled one of my n*****s hard enough I felt that sting of pleasurable pain right between my thighs.
He devoured my mouth, dominating me. And I let him because I f*****g loved it.
Daddy. The word rang in my mind, unspoken but heavy, a secret I knew I could never share. When he pulled back, breaking the kiss, his eyes were dark and intense. I felt a shiver run down my spine.
“I love how you always look so timid, so nervous, sweetheart. You know Daddy will take care of
