As much as Wes loved seeing his insanely curvaceous daughter in a bikini, that white one-piece had been driving him crazy from the moment she came out on the patio. The wafer-thin material stretched across her shapely t**s until the shadows of her dark areolas were showing through it. And the way it was cut high over her broad, tapering hips made his heart clench. Even worse was the way her p***y slit began to show prominently in the fabric as she moved around, stretching the suit to its furthest limits.
The girl was a complete bombshell, and there was no denying it regardless of the fact that she was his daughter. Ever since she'd moved back in, Wes had been looking at her in ways he never had before. It wasn't as if she'd changed that much since the last time she'd been home, but it was
