Daddy Issues

56 - Want you

TW: Sexual content

I nearly jump when I walk out from the toilet and there's a man standing before me in the dark. Only when he takes a step towards me do I recognize him.

'Dan,' I say, laying my hand on my chest to calm my racing heart.

'You scared me.'

'I'm sorry, Emma.'

He races forward, suddenly so close that I can feel his breath on my face.

'Are you alright now?' he asks, cupping my face.

'Of course,' I say breathlessly, entirely trapped in his gaze. I couldn't move if I wanted to. Weren't we not supposed to be doing this?

'What are you doing?' I ask when he moves his lips closer to mine. My heart is starting to race faster than ever.

'I couldn't sleep,' he whispers, tilting my face up towards his. 'Knowing you were so close to me. I want you, Emma. I want you so bad.'

His other hand grabs my waist, pushes me back against the door I just walked out of. My mind's too foggy to think. I'm pretty sure there were reasons why we shouldn't do this, but for the life of me, I can't remember them.

'I want you too,' I whisper.

I've barely spoken the words when he kisses me. As passionately as he did that night in the kitchen. More so. And this time, there's nothing to stop us. I moan when I grab onto him and his tongue runs through my mouth. I want him. All of him.

Before I know it, we're in his bed. We're naked, though I don't remember taking my clothes off. I cry out in pleasure when he takes my breast into his mouth and sucks my nipple hard. Then he tells me to turn around.

I get up on my hands and knees and suck in my breath when he puts his hands on my waist. And I scream his name when he slides himself into me. Finally, he's inside me. Nothing has ever felt so good. I beg him for more as he thrusts himself into me again and again and-

I wake up gasping for air when a door slams shut in the hallway. It takes a moment to remember where I am. But as the faint sound of a shower running reaches me, it comes back to me.

I dreamt about him. Again. This is crazy. It must have been the wine.

I can't face Dan like this. I've never woken up feeling so horny in my life. It all felt so real. Just the memory of his dick inside of me makes me want to moan again. Even if it was just a dream.

I run my hand over my body and let my fingers trace my rock-hard nipple. Ugh, the feeling of his tongue on me. I need to get this out of my system. While he's still in the shower.

So I move my hand down to my pants. Into my pants. And run my fingers over my most private parts. I perk my ears to listen closely to the shower to make sure it's still running. He can not walk in on me doing this.

I turn my face to stifle my moans into the pillow when I rub my fingers over the exact spot Dan was pounding into in my dream. It needs to be quick, because who knows how long his showers take. But that's not hard right now. All I have to do is close my eyes and think back to that dream. The way he threw me onto the bed. How he held me when he entered me. How he did not hold back as he slammed into me while I screamed his name.

Soon, my body convulses with pleasure and then I lie panting on his couch, trying to hold on to that glorious feeling a little longer. But then it hits me. The shower has stopped running.

'Shit.'

I get up quickly from the couch to wash my hands and get my breathing under control again. And by the time Dan walks into the living room, I think I look like a somewhat normal person again. I've even tidied up the couch already by putting the blanket and the pillow on a neat little pile and I'm having an innocent glass of water at the kitchen table