Page 45 of Off Limits
“Come sit on my lap,” I say, husky and low, and surprising even myself. I didn’t mean to say that. It’s like the wild thing within is so close to being free that he’s speaking through me now, controlling me. But I want—no, I need her close. I need to feel her against me and wrap my arms around her in some twisted conflation of protection and desire.
She’s mine. My little girl.
She sashays towards me with a small smile playing on her lips and I’m struck by her likeness to Melanie. The sexy confidence as she shows herself off to me, the flash of seductive knowing in her eyes. It’s as if, for the first time, I’m truly seeing how Dani is Melanie’s daughter, after all.
They’re so different, Dani lighthearted, sincere and well-meaning, while Melanie is manipulative and self-interested. There’s that light in Dani’s eyes that never was in Mel’s. But now, like this, wearing the lingerie her mother wore on our wedding night, and looking at me as if she has knowledge beyond her years, the similarity to my wife is unmistakable and uncanny. Maybe that’s what confuses me. Maybe that’s why I keep having these dirty thoughts.
She turns and sits on my lap and we both look in the mirror to see each other. The heat of her body against mine is making me ache, but I don’t shift or try to hide my erection.
“You look so sexy,” I rasp, lifting a hand to one thigh, and softly running it over the smooth skin, letting my thumb trail over the silky flesh.
She squirms deliberately against me and smiles shyly in the reflection in the mirror.
It’s the shyness that gets me. The fluctuation between an uncanny imitation of my wife, and then a sweet, innocent girl. It’s kryptonite for me, and I lift a hand to her other thigh, holding both legs against me as I grind my cock against her frill-covered ass.
“You see what you do to me?” I lift my hand to her hair and gather a thick rope of it in my fist. “Dani,” I growl. “I can’t believe what a beautiful girl you’ve grown up to be. So beautiful and so sexy.”
She catches my eye in the mirror and gives me a devilish smile. “More beautiful than Mom?”
My heart squeezes and skips a beat. With a observational detachment I notice a fleeting sense of shame, as if she’s discovered some secret.
“Yes,” I whisper, nuzzling her neck. “More beautiful than Mom. My sweet, sexy little girl.”
My hard shaft presses painfully against the fly of my pants, against Dani. I want to unzip my pants and feel the wet readiness of her against me, let her squirm against the bare flesh of my cock before I slide it into her and take her right here, like this, on Daddy’s lap in front of the mirror.
The ferocity of my desire shocks me. At the very edges of my consciousness is a cold, sobering awareness that I’ve gone too far; that I need to come back from the brink. But I push it back down.
“Stand up,” I rasp. “And get down on your knees in front of me.”
She does as she’s told and lowers herself to her knees, looking up at me with naughty innocence.
She knows how to do this, I think, remembering her and Kye in the basement.
“Now you’re going to do something for me.” I unbutton my pants, lowering them with my boxers, just enough to get my cock free, and then I grip my shaft with one hand. Dani’s eyes are wide. Wonder…and fear, I think. I know I’m a big guy. I’ve seen this look on women’s faces before.
“I know you know how to do this,” I say to her.
“Dad—“ she starts, and abruptly cuts herself off. The flush deepens on her cheeks. “Jean-Luc,” she corrects herself in a hushed tone.
“You can call me Dad, sweetheart.” I run fingers through her hair until my hand is cupped around the back of her head. “That’s what I am, and I like being your daddy, Dani.” She blinks back at me, a shy little nymphet in my wife’s lingerie. “Go on.” I squeeze my shaft. “Start by kissing the tip.”
“It’s just big,” she stammers.
“That’s all right,” I say gently. “I just want you to lick it and suck it a little, okay? You can take it slowly.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she murmurs, bending forward and pressing sweet lips to the head of my cock. It jumps in response, precum smearing her mouth.
“That’s good,” I breathe shakily. “That’s a good girl.” A low tremor threatens to quake through me at her soft touch.
This is too far. I’m going too far. But when she looks up at me, big bright blue eyes gone nearly violet with lust, and runs her tongue under the head of my cock, I groan helplessly.
“Oh sweetie. Christ.”
She laps the underside of my cock, licking it like an ice cream cone, soft and teasing, until all my resistance is gone. I need to come. It won’t go any further than this, this is the final frontier, but I need to come in Dani’s mouth.
“Open your mouth wider now and suck it.” My voice is gruff and bossy. I can’t play games or make nice. There’s no time to waste. I’m practically shaking I’m so on edge.
Obediently, she wraps her lips around my shaft and lowers her head, taking half of my length in her mouth. “Good. Good, sweetheart. I knew you could do it. Just like you did with that boy I caught you with, hm? Now it’s Daddy’s turn.”