SMUT COLLECTION | JENLISA G!P

obsession | III

Lisa

jennie leaves, and my mind is a fucking mess. My instructions were clear that she goes to her room and cleans herself up, and waits for me there. But now I'm fucking pacing the room, wearing the damn carpet down.

What the hell did I just do? My own daughter. The girl I created. I just crossed a line, and I can never go back. The worst fucking thing is that I enjoyed it. I feel guilty but something else too, euphoric. She has no idea what kind of beast she's unleashed.

What if denise heard something? What if she sees those perfect red stripes across my girl's cheeks. I have to be more careful. What the fuck am I turning into. But one taste will never be enough. I have to have more, all of her. If I don't fuck her, it's not that bad. And she wants it to be Daddy's pet.

Fuck! What is wrong with me? A week ago, this thought would never ever have crossed my mind. I'm a father.

I put my kids first. When that whore, irene, walked out on us, I was the one protecting my kids, taking care of them, loving them. But that fucking devil on my shoulder reminds me, I still love jennie. That will never change, but I want her too, so fucking bad it hurts. She's so fucking innocent. I take a deep breath, running my hand through my hair.

denise smiles at me when I enter the kitchen. "Dinner's ready, should I go get jennie before I leave?"

"Oh, no. She's doing her applications and says she'll eat later." I feel like an asshole lying to her. But I can't risk her seeing my girl now.

denise nods, and I take a seat at the table, trying to push the thoughts of jennie and what we did out of my mind. But those thoughts keep creeping back, invading my thoughts like a virus.

When she leaves, I feed alex spaghetti and tomato sauce, his sweet smile reminding me so much of jennie when she was little, and a thought crosses my mind. Me and jennie, in our cabin, her belly swollen with my babies. I shake the thoughts away and focus on my boy. He's growing more perfect every day. irene is missing out on the best kids in the world. They are my whole fucking life. jennie hasn't come down even though I texted her when denise left.

alex nods off when we watch a few of his short cartoons, and I cover him with a blanket. As I clear the table, jennie comes into the kitchen.

"I made you a plate. It's in the microwave."

"Thanks, Daddy," she says, a small innocent smile on her face. The red imprint is still on her cheek, and the oversize t-shirt she's wearing makes my dick twitch. She's always in those, with tiny boy shorts, but tonight she looks like a fucking siren luring me to my death.

She warms her food, climbs onto the counter, and eats. "Mmm, this is good," she says, smiling. That sound sends jolts of need coursing through me.

"Don't make those sounds, nini. After knowing what that mouth looks like filled with my cock, I don't think I'm strong enough."

"What sound, Daddy?" She asks innocently, batting her lashes and moaning around another bite. Fucking brat.

I growl low in my throat, unable to resist any longer.

In seconds I am stalking across the kitchen, and she sets the plate down. When I'm inches from her, her knees against my crotch, I reach out and grab her by the waist, then pull her towards me. "You know exactly what sound I'm talking about," I growl as I trail kisses along her slender neck. She tilts her head to give me better access.

"That sound makes me want to eat you up, like the big bad wolf."

She gasps, her body tensing in my arms as I lift her onto the kitchen counter. I drop to my knees, pulling her boy shorts down, and at the sight of her slick pussy, I growl, burying my face between her now open thighs.